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XII. Chase
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Retribution of the Roar XIII. Comeback of the Conjurers
Ryder thought he was lost, not until he saw the flickering light down the road. It was the Nysou's house. He had to leave his bike as there was a river to cross and the bridge looked like it would crumble at any time. Ryder walked through the bridge and it creaked heavily. It made him wonder if where did all the riches of the Nysou go that they couldn't even fix a decent road towards their house. The Nysou were a family of professional graveyard diggers who were in service to the Triad for decades already. They should have no problem with the money. A horrible thought entered his mind--the thought of the Triad not actually paying them. The government keeps their promises, right?, Ryder countered. But then, a voice entered his mind. Again. 'Unlike yours who protects corrupt officials but can't even save a friend!' He knew that the government had its own flaws. Corruption was evident though from time to time, they would blame it on one official, force him to step down, and the peopl
Retribution of the Roar XIV. Old Foes, New Fights
Ryder could still remember it all. The memory hit him like the hurricanes that frequent the Khafouni Sea. They splashed in his mind in an uninviting way and the feelings of the war resurfaced to try to sink him once again in pain. Drones, missiles, and debri fell around them. Ryder was taking the lead in breaking through Hearth’s main facility for them to shut down and the lab where the Shadows were created, capture the scientists, and finally end the war. Who would have thought that Hearth, the City of Healing, was actually the creator of the Shadows? At that time, the scientists were armed themselves, though they have already lost their titles from being honorable scientists to mere conjurers. They had broken the Scientists’ Code. Their judgment was 300 years late. No more shall they be called professionals. Ryder could remember that he was calling them out to surrender. But he received a wave of bullets as a reply. He had no choice. Ryder gave the command and everyone went in.
Retribution of the Roar XV. The Shaman of the Shore
Of course, Ryder would be giving chase. Not only chasing Grey, but Fhae, as well. For if he is able to wring the information out of the conjurer, he surely will find her. Fhae's death was a mystery to him. To the others, she was just killed in action. But for Ryder, it was hard to accept that his mentor suddenly died like that in the hands of ordinary conjurers. So when a slight opportunity of revelation approached him, a little bit kind of a hidden story, a small ray of hope, revealed itself to him, he grabbed it. If the Triad was asking on why he was so bent on finding Fhae, the answer was simple. He had received instruction one fateful day. Droplets of rain drizzled down. Ryder had come back from visiting their old house. He had been hiding his remorse for almost a year and he had been dealing it alone to the point that when someone offers help, he would turn it away, even if it was from his sigil partner. He suddenly didn’t know what was worse—his dilemma or the fact that he w
Retribution of the Roar XVI. Powers of the Rigiddin
Even with his back turned, Raeya could feel the authority emitted by her brother.The chief was wearing a cape trimmed with dark gray wolf fur. He also wore wristbands made of black iron etched with old runes. Raeya knew he was shirtless, as was the custom of the Rigiddin, to be bare and raw yet strong. He looked back to her for a moment. A single strip of tattoo ran from his right eye down to his foot.“Heal her.”That was when she realized he wasn’t looking back at her.All around, women in black dresses descended to the ground one by one, their white skin and inked tattooes glowing because of their backless outfit. Each of them held a huge fan almost the size of half of their body which had blades on the tips. Raeya held back her amazement. It was the Rokohorta dancers.A familiar hand touched her shoulder.“Sister…”
Retribution of the Roar XVII. Mount Memoir
Ryder was led to the mountain of graves. It was the worst place for a fight. Mount Memoir was a resting place of both warriors and common folk. It was not right for them to battle here. The midnight moon loomed over the dark sky. Grey was there facing a familiar spot with a cemented familiar name—his name. “So this is supposed to be my grave?” He kicked his own tombstone with a fury that made the birds on the nearby trees fly away. Gone was the miniature stature of red glass marbled into his figure. The pieces scattered on the grass and they glinted crimson blood under the moonlight—a color that was inevitable to be spilled any moment from now. Ryder met Grey at Hearth's 300th graduation ceremony. He was this scrawny boy who had nothing to boast but his brain. Aegis was assigned to the security services while Ryder was called as a guest speaker. While the candidat
Retribution of the Roar XVIII. Independence
“Damn it!” Seyin kicked open the door to which the rest of the Aegis members in a meeting turned their attention to. “Where the hell is Ryder?!” he roared, eyeing everyone one by one as if expecting he would find the one he was looking for in the room. He had perfect timing. They were just sitting there anyway, not knowing what to do. Piles of report papers were in front of them, each one had the same message about what happened at the festival. It was ruined. And they were being blamed for the lack of security when in reality, Aegis was tired on their own. They had greatly decreased in number because of the civil war. Ryder was missing in action and Leison was still injured. They just weren't big enough, unlike before. “Calm down," Aura squeaked. "We have already talked about this before." Her usual jolly tone was replaced by fear and it was commendable of her to speak. But Seyin was not amused. “Cal
Retribution of the Roar XIX. That Faint Light
Ryder woke to the sound of someone whispering his name. His eyes were still half-open. Only then did he realize that the ceiling that he was staring at was white–something he wasn’t really fond of. He sat abruptly and regretted it. A wince escaped from his mouth and tried to push down the pain erupting from his stomach and sore body. That voice… His thoughts flew back to the voice that woke him but as he scanned the hospital room, no one was there. Upon realizing that it was just a mere dream, a different kind of pain weighed him down all the more. He had this feeling or rather longing that he just couldn’t get rid off no matter what he does. Two years has passed since that war yet to Ryder, it was as fresh as his physical wounds. It was not that he wouldn't break free, he just couldn’t at the moment. Ryder just wanted Aegis to be the best warring company in Khenealm. He wanted Aegis to be a source of hope and light that whenever people see their banners flying and the shield w
Retribution of the Roar XX. Breakout
The boys were getting impatient. Aura kept on rolling her eyes as she was reporting to Leison through the phone. ''We can’t blame them,’’ Keyann said. ’’Five days and we’ve got nothing.’’ Raeya and the girls were tasked to gather intel. They were confident that the conjurers had somewhat special access into Khenealm due to the surprise attack back at the festival. Task number two was to find out their purpose on why would they suddenly attack at a convenient time without any clear objectives like they just wanted the government that they were back. And of course, that troublesome message left by the Hearth conjurers. WE WIN. That was w
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