While respectful acts such as these were expected to be conducted in the king's presence, the king himself did not like it when people knelt and bowed before him as if he were some deity. He was one of those people who never followed what society expected of him.On most days, you'd see him strolling around the town market, stopping to talk with the vendors for hours. He'd finally end up purchasing something he'd never need. He once purchased a broom and returned with it to the castle, for some unknown reason.For most days, he was never in his castle, preferring instead to walk the streets and go wherever his adventurous nature took him. Finding him in his palace was challenging on most days, but finding him seated on his throne was almost impossible.Word would have gotten out one night that he stayed in a church east of town, and on other days that he was seen weeding a vegetable garden for a children's home deep in the valley. People respected him because of that.As if to test hi
Jrue swung his twin blades with malicious intent. Though it wasn’t him succumbing to all those terrifying blows they were so brutal that he felt the impact of his raw strength. Before his blades could gain momentum he was rudely picked off the ground with an inhumane tackle. He was driven to the wall, the impact so violent it pushed the bricks out of position. Once he was pinned to the wall a flurry of punches started coming his way. The iron-like knuckles dug into his face, he felt like a hammer pounding his cheeks. His mouth filled with blood. The relentless attacks were halted by a deafening sound of a metal bar striking Tyndale’s skull. It seemed to have less of an effect on the ravaging beast. Lora was overpowered to the ground once more. He was moving so fast the two siblings felt like they were being attacked at the same time even though both of them had been flung across the room. His furry boots stomped Lora’s guts relentlessly. She was almost passing out from the unbearabl
Tyndale felt a severe force push his right shoulder, blue blinding light whisked past his ear, after a while, a sharp pain accompanied the disturbance. He looked to his right and noticed the burning flesh searing off his shoulder. Daito stood behind him pointing his palm towards his direction. He promptly fired another shot when he saw the tyrant charge towards him. Skillfully evading the attempt, Tyndale slid across the mud, taking out Daito’s feet. On his descent, Daito was met with a stiffing blast of heat that choked the air out of his lungs. The blast shot him up the air. Tyndale aimed another blast at him, but before he could gather his stance he was tackled to the ground and both their bodies glided across the mud turning them brown. Tyndale was surprisingly outmatching the duo of Daito and Jericho in certain moments. He flung a blast towards the beast and tackled Daito to the ground. Pinning him to the muddy floor. As Daito struggled to free himself of the stranglehold, Tynda
His furry boots stomped Lora’s guts relentlessly. She was almost passing out from the unbearable pain. Jrue managed to regain his balance and picked up one of his blades. Lora knew he was going to turn his attention towards his brother and prevent him from recovering. She clung to his left leg and disrupted his attack, giving Jrue just enough time to engage. Tyndale looked down and saw Lora wrapped around his leg, and for a slight second, he had his guard down, exposing a small window of opportunity for Jrue to manage an attack. He reacted a moment too late, and the arm he lifted to serve as a shield was incised with the blade deeply. Jrue tried to add weight to the blade to deepen the puncture and render his arm unusable, but the other free arm reached out, his neck was caught in a strangle, and the man’s fingers dug deep into his throat. Lora was catapulted into the air and as she was floating above the room’s floor her brother collided with her. They came crashing down hard. At t
It rested spiked for a while before he pulled it out and opened the grimoire and drew an emblem over one of the pages. Soon after Anato Strider, Dakario, the 5th head and seven of the eight assassins sprang up from a teleportation circle. Alicia was further away, from where Daito had appeared. Daito struggled to walk up to them clenching on his chest. The fifth head dashed to him and started chanting some incantation Alicia had heard before when they were in the woods, "I call to you great presence. Heed to my orison and grant me your unfathomable power! For we serve you, o great link, our path to Tomasa!" the gushing wound on Daito's chest immediately closed up. The fifth head had in his hands the chest that was in Daito's room. He opened it up and handed Daito the long cloak that was inside. Daito draped it over his shoulders. The others gathered up around him and the fifth head veered to him, "Congratulations Dark bender, you are now a member of the Clan of Tomasa Children, you are
Think about it. You have been staying inside these walls for five good years after the invasion. The only reason you haven't been attacked by Tyndale is the same reason why you haven't attacked him…. The Vurhans. Dakario placed a strong boundary made of Vurhans between the two of you. Keeping both of you at bay so that they can have more time to find the king and finish him off the end the covenant cycle for good, because if you and Tyndale went to battle and you died it would ruin everything. That is why they were cautious not to leave anything behind that could help you get stronger and break through the boundary.” “… That is why they took the covenant book and killed Hashi,” Alicia responded in realization. “Exactly. So, they sent spies here to monitor your state, and lately you have been getting stronger. And once one of the spies broke cover and was seen conscious they knew it was only a matter of time before they were discovered so a plan was made for their extraction, and the
Alicia was further away, from where Daito had appeared. Daito struggled to walk up to them clenching on his chest. The fifth head dashed to him and started chanting some incantation Alicia had heard before when they were in the woods, "I call to you great presence. Heed to my orison and grant me your unfathomable power! For we serve you, o great link, our path to Tomasa!" the gushing wound on Daito's chest immediately closed up. The fifth head had in his hands the chest that was in Daito's room. He opened it up and handed Daito the long cloak that was inside. Daito draped it over his shoulders. The others gathered up around him and the fifth head veered to him, "Congratulations Dark bender, you are now a member of the Clan of Tomasa Children, you are now the ninth head, let us go, the master heads await your arrival." "What about her?" one of the assassins asked, pointing towards Alicia. "Kill her!" the fifth head said. "We do not kill females, that is our code as ordered by our m
His slurred voice made it difficult to comprehend what he was saying but Alicia was able to pick out a few sentences and put them together to try to make sense of it. "Well, why don't you come in, we only have a couple of bottles left, and they won't finish themselves, you know." "I'd like to warn you that drinking while on duty is against the rules! And then, when I report directly to the king, I'm writing a report to him. I'm here on a very important mission, sir, and if you don't mind telling me where I can find your superior, that will be nice." "Oooh, the little princess is having a grand time. Don't presume I'm stupid because I'm intoxicated... a fema... female State Guard, come on! I may be The Vurhanil King's mother." Alicia grew enraged and seized the man's left arm, dragging him closer to her. She yanked him back and pulled him to the ground until her feet were in place. The inebriated knight guard lost control of his body. His foot dislodged from the ground, and he plum