Ryder felt something at his back. He turned around, only to see wooden walls. Ryder was just about to let it slide, not until he heard that familiar voice--a voice that had been hunting him for a year ever since the civil war ended. "Ryder." He turned again, still finding nothing. He felt a chill in his bones. After he left the hospital, he found an inn. He knew that the old man wouldn't let him go tomorrow even if he was discharged because the old man was already making plans of calling the Triad to arrange for them to come and get him. That night, de dreamt that old man Nysou was scolding him in his dream. ''I thought you had already learned your lesson,'' he had said. ''Nothing good comes out of chasing the dead. How many days have you already searched? Surely you must have known already by now that I was not the one who sent that yellow report about seeing Fhae. I say that someone is making up the reports.'' ''Are you even sure of your theory that the ghost of that lady want
It was chaos inside. If Raeya hadn't called for the immediate locking of the doors of the building, they would have been dead by now, assuming the outside guards were the only ones affected. No one knew how Hearth did it. They were surrounded. The controlled guards outside were making noise on the building entrances, firing guns, banging at the metal doors, and trying to electrocute and fry the security system. Ayden approached Raeya panting heavily. ''How many?'' she asked. ''Fifty of us are here. Half are able to fight and the others are just teens--young assistants.'' His voice was tight as if there was no hope left. Raeya looked outside and saw the swarm of guards. Raeya banged her fist on one of the poles of the windows. It hurt but she didn't seem to care. Hearth did it again--their very mistake that caused the war a year ago--brainwashing. If worst comes to worst, it would be twenty five versus a hundred. Hearth knew security was tight in the headquarters of the Triad
The very essence of the plan was to help as many people as possible to escape the building. Raeya didn't even have the luxury to plan big things like taking down the enemy with their small number, or burying the building along with their enemies and themselves and just die for Khenealm, or praying for a miracle that help will come. No. Her eyes were focused on one single word--survival. Everything was not hopeless. The secret helicopters were still there inside the building which no one knew except for Ayden and Raeya whom he had told to. Ayden was about to reveal that information but Raeya stopped him, skeptical that maybe somebody among them was also being controlled. For if the enemy could do such a thing to a large number of people, they would be on the right track if they were to think that someone among them is being used as a spy. Hearth has planned this all along. They even managed to take out the signal. The others had been doing nothing but dialing on their phones or try
Raeya was about to dress up for the festival until she heard a familiar knock at the window glass. Raeya put down her comb and swiped the red curtains. It was already dark outside but Ryder's grinning face didn't seem to care. She sighed, opened the window latch and let Ryder in. He slid in one smooth jump and landed inside perfectly as he has been doing it a lot of times before. Raeya again closed her window immediately, making sure that no one of the busy folks outside preparing for the festival saw. ''What do you think you're doing? If they saw you there...'' Her troubled voice was silenced by his smile. She then noticed his appearance. ''You're not dressed,” she noted. ''Like you,'' he answered, as if teasing her. Raeya looked at her long dress at the bed. It was colored black with a lot of slits--too fancy for her taste and too fashionable for a seven year old. Though she knew it was an ancient clothing weaved by the talented women at their village, she just didn't feel lik
Ryder found the source of the voice that had been hunting him. There was a clearing. The fog was so thick he couldn’t see clearly, not until he recognized the shining form in front of him. Ryder thought that he was in heaven. Finally, after months of pain, anguish, and remorse, he was finally facing one of his regrets, rather, one of whom he regretted not saving. “Hello there, Ryder. How have you been?” Her voice was angelic and her form was wavy, a clear sign that it was just her spirit and not her actual body. “What would it take to bring you back to life?” There he said it. It was what he wished upon the stars ever since the mass funeral. Fhae smiled at that. “No one is blaming you but yourself. Heads up, leader of Aegis.” Ryder clenched his fists. “I–I’m not worthy of that title anymore.” “Why?” “I am broken. I don’t think I can ever be fixed again. I am too wounded to heal and a soldier gravely hurt is not meant for the battlefield.” All of his burden came gushing ou
''What do you mean.. time is five times faster?'' The conjurer laughed like a witch. It was slow at first then became louder and longer gradually until she was holding her stomach like it was so funny. ''I guess you won't answer kindly,'' Ryder said, unsheathed his sword at lightning speed, and charged at her. The conjurer's eyes twitched like she was annoyed her moment of laughter was about to be disrupted. She clapped her hands in a prayer and Ryder knew she was about to chant some nasty Hearth spell. He saw it coming except for the size. The woman produced a purple ball charged with lightning and Ryder was already too near her body to back out. So he met her attack. Ryder quickly gathered for power and he glowed in a bluish green color. Ryder faced the ball of energy head on and sliced through the middle. Electricity coursed his body and when their attacks dissipated, Ryder felt his energy go down and he had to stick his sword on the ground and lean on it for support. ''Hmph.
Ryder rushed in full speed with his motor. Every entrance was wrecked, slabs of metal and wood were scattered, and the building had such large holes like comets raining down on that place. It was just like what they did to Hearth which made his heart whimper. This was payback. Much to his despair, the place was full of corpses. He suddenly felt queasy, memories of the war last year flashed before him. He spotted an area where there were signs of broken battling machines used to break walls. This was not a simple ambush. It was an all-out war meant to massacre. When his motor couldn’t pass through any longer because of the debris, he got off, pulled out his sword and swung it at the dirty pile in front of him and went inside a small hallway. He had a feeling that this was where they really fought because the wreckage here was the worst. He let his aura glow, trying to find any source of life. His heart sank when he couldn’t find any. Tears were starting to form. He wouldn’t accep
A conjurer was finally caught after three months after the attack on the headquarters. Leison and the rest of the Aegis boys ran at top speed towards the abandoned facility. The kids, they looked like a neighborhood gang but with their reputation for the recent months going up, the people were finally looking up at them with honor again. Aegis was no longer being called as the rusty shield of Khenealm. Leison might be overreacting to it but it felt good to be revered as the modern knights once more. Finally, they had their image back. Thanks to a lot of..situations. When they received intel that some weird people were entering the abandoned facility weeks earlier, they took a lot of preparation to confirm if it was Hearth. When they saw that it was where they were meeting up with ordinary citizens, they also took time to plan on how to catch them. The girls did their best to play as 'entertainers', which Leison didn't approve of but glad that they didn't overdo it just to get more i