“Slow down.” I told the breathless Rowena. “What do you mean exactly?” I asked.I already had a very idea of what she was talking about, but it was so crazy that I just had to tell her to repeat herself. I had to be sure that I really heard what I heard.Rowena bent down to catch her breath some more. She had really pushed herself to get here. I was very surprised because I didn’t think she could do it in her current state. That just went to show how serious of a situation we were in.When I saw that Rowena was still having a hard time resting I went ahead to help her. Morning and Oisin still moved to help me.I wanted to get her to rest against a tree at first, but Orlaith made himself known by reminding us that he was there. That was also a very good solution, after all Morning told me how she had basically strapped Rowena and me to Orlaith when we were 'out of order'. I was confident Orlaith wouldn’t mind as he never did. The only person he ever actually showed any attitude to
The last invocate died and the battle field was quiet.I looked around and observed our handiwork.All seven invocates were now dead. There were no survivors. Even with the intense battle, none of us had sustained any injuries.Soon after the battle was over, Morning and Oisin came out of their hiding spots. I had instructed them to stay safe away from the battle and that was what they did.But they had also watched me.“Wow, those guys sure didn’t last long.” Oisin observed as he came out.I felt a little odd exposing Oisin to the bloody scene, because he looked like a thirteen years old boy. But who knew how Fae age worked? Even though he was obviously so young, I had sensed things from him that no thirteen hear old had.He looked at the bodies with wide eyes. “So they’re all dead right?” He asked. Somehow he was fascinated with death.I nodded my head. All of them were dead.Kerrigan flew down and landed on Oisin’s shoulder. The eagle stained Oisin’s shirt with blood sta
I knew that my only option was to keep moving forward, so that was exactly what I did.I went as fast as I could it wasn’t very fast, but it was definitely faster than when I had been going to the hunter camp.Somehow, even though I was moving faster the journey felt longer. I even started jogging at some point, but I had to slow down as my breathing became heavy. For the first time I really hated my current condition. I had only seen it as an unfortunate nuisance before. I knew that I would get better with time so I wasn’t very worried about anything. I had just been taking things as they were. If I could still use my nature magic, then things would have been extra easy especially in this mission. If not for that how could I be so defenseless in front of the hooded man. Things would have been very different right now. But I knew that u couldn’t practice nature magic at the moment, I didn’t beat myself up about it and I took it in stride like I had take everything since I got to the
I waited till I was completely sure that the hunters were already far away from me.I could still remember the gun from the hooded man.Phoenix wasn’t aware of a weapon like that. Things were extremely bad.Phoenix wasn’t so careless that he would assume that none of the enemy had a weapon like a gun just because he didn’t see any indication of it before. After all it was normal for the hunters to have silver bullet carrying guns.But there was something else going on here. Some sinister plan and the hooded man was the master planner.I still didn’t fully understand what was going on I could still remember the hooded man’s words as clearly as if he said them again right in front of me.He has been talking as if he knew about Phoenix. But how was that possible?Ever since the first day, Phoenix had told me that the church was after him. We all knew actually. So he obviously took precautions to avoid being exposed so easily. Most of the time, when we attacked hunters like this
The invocate’s entire body spasmed as my sword sunk into his heart.His heart was destroyed and his eyes rolled up his head. His hand became limp and he let go of his sword. He was dead.He has died very nearly instantly. The heart was a very lethal spot and the only place truly worse was the head.I wanted him dead as quickly as possible because I didn’t want him to suffer by lingering around even after he was fatally wounded. I was very much against what the invocates and the church did, but that didn’t mean I wanted to torture them. I would rather they died as quickly as possible without feeling too much pain. To me it was less about revenge and all about doing what I should do. It was my responsibility to stop the church and all the atrocities it committed regularly.I withdrew my blade from the invocate that was now dead. I looked forward and quickly scanned the battle field.The invocate with the gut wound was already laying flat on the ground. He was either unconscious or
One of the invocates was already kneeling on the ground, he held his stomach where there was a stab wound and he moaned in pain. There was no hope for him. He couldn’t fight anymore and he was already dying. Another was soon to follow.Kerrigan deviously targeted the same invocate that he had half blinded earlier. But he wasn’t fortunate to land another devastating blow like the last time. The injuries were still very bad, but only the invocate's face was lacerated. His remaining eye was still functional. The extra damage made him scream and rage, it was almost as if he had gone mad with pain as he tried to grab Kerrigan. But Kerrigan was like a missile and he had already swiftly flown away after the attack. The invocate had nothing to grab on to and he glared at the fleeting shadow of Kerrigan, he screamed at his inability to exact revenge for his destroyed eye.I faced two faced two invocates alone on my side. I hadn’t been able to land a fatal blow but I had been pressuring both