They spent almost a day's travel past the Dark Forest before David relaxed. He made their traveling days shorter and went easier on the wild mares. David restrains the two horses according to their need and in no time they are galloping it. Unlike natural flocks, these mares were every color, shape, and size. The only thing each had in common was the halter it wore on its head for easy catching.
The horses they rode over the edge of the wasteland carried David and Anna onwards, the other one behind them was ridden by the two unconscious individuals, Harry, and Lady Magda. They lay on their stomach, tied in for them not to fall over while the rope end was in Anna's right hand.
Earlier Nathaniel returned to the human world to check if Harry could regain consciousness, his presumption was maybe if Harry could be revived there, then the unconscious Ha
The next morning. Leon's boat was an old-timer, a master of the deep. The ancient planks conserved the scent of the fish even after a storm. Yet, she sounded like a lake worthy enough to bring them to their destination. They carried the two unconscious individuals and left the mares to one of Leon's friends. A strong sense of serenity overcame them and Anna gazed in excitement at the expanse of blue that lay before her. The Fading nights were gone and a ray of lights danced delicately across the water, birthed from the morning sun that both hindered her sight and made the view even more beautiful. Leon summons his power to make them cross fast and smooth. But it would take them a couple of days to arrive at the Witchland. A day flew by, David gazed at the lake, hidden in the view's pleasantness. His eyes are steady to the horizon, face aglow with the last ora
A moment later a single line of terrified witches and troll hobbled awkwardly out from behind the table with their hands held high above their heads and their knees bent."It's ok I'm alright, I'm not in actual danger right now. I can't be killed, not by them if I draw on my fire they can't hurt me, I just have to make sure I don't show off what I can do in public." Anna talked to herself as the fear and the warm feelings started running through her veins. Her vision blurred again. Terrified that somehow one of them would attack her while she was unprotected. Where the hell was David when she needed him most? This was all his fault, she thought while trying to lessen the terror on her mind.Anna rushed to begin the drawing of fire, relaxing only as her fire began flowing into her body, toughening her, warming her skin, giving her the sort of warmth that made it unnecessary to fear the masked raiders.Though every swing of their sword was aimed upward into
The two immediately galloped their horses, on their back were Lady Magda and Harry. Galloping the path towards the healer's cottage. Three hours passed, they stopped and looked from the distance as a family of trolls was obscuring their path. David asked. "What are you doing here?" As he recognized the old cousin of Leon."Milord, I have a message from Leon, he was captured and brought to the witch's village not far from here. He will be hanged before dawn." Trozan the troll announced as he bows his head, acknowledging David's superiority. "...I suggest rescuing him before dawn or I believe they'll execute him, milord.""What? They'll kill Leon? We can let him die, David, shit we have to rescue him now. Oh goodness me!" Anna stood in a panic, took her sword, and trailed off, "...Troll, do you have an extra tunic? I need it. I couldn't stand
Lord Colton, the son of Fairy's leader of the South, and his apprentice Jason were not at the center of the bonfire with his armies of feral werewolves and witches or organizing a rebellion disclosure to the commotions, because they had been the ones who deceived the ferals and been using their forces to fight with the North. They had been the ones to shut the town gates, and the boundaries and they had been the ones to initiate the crowd commotions of ferals, fairies, and witches in the village's headquarters. They had schemed this whole drunken orgy of bloodlust. They had now gone off to a vague corner of the village to celebrate. However, bloodshed made the ferals hysterical with a carnal urge that they misbehaved with each other. After they had completed their depressing feat, they threw on their Fairy's coats and stared back to the bonfire. Only a few alleys away from the scene of fera
David, Anna, and the remaining trolls fled in hiding. Meanwhile, the center of Witch's Village was bloodshed, death was everywhere, houses and cabins still burning, carnage rotting in the bloody street, and the rest were unaware of the truth, for them it was a normal raid, but death upon death, famine followed as loved once buried their dead and some burned them in the town square on fire. Amidst this anguished, cries of the fallen and family in mourning were in chaos as more bloodshed followed while the remaining ferals went into the building's ruins and some into the caves. Waiting for the war to come. Only a few hundred citizens of Witch's Village were saved by the unfaithful weeks of the feral invasion and from the rampaging fairies. Similar scenes of lecherous fairy hunters and raiders rebellions and anarchy had played out in other boroughs of the South. Fairy's messengers had been used to spread the madness. Unfortunately for the mobs of witches and fairies, it
Trozan, the old leader of the troll had arrived back at their hidden quarters below the ground and was hurriedly packing bags. “We are leaving now, daughter. Gather only what is necessary. We will meet the others down in the secret passages and we will take the lesser path to the mountains up North,” said Trozan. “So, have you changed your mind father? I was right, then?” said his daughter with a touch of sarcasm. Trozan stopped packing and turned to look at his daughter. “Yes, this is no time for laughs. The fairies and ferals just appointed the monster to lead this land, we have to follow David and his friend. Tomorrow those ferals will haunt us, we have to go now. And we need to bring Leon with us. "Yes, father." Trozan's daughter wiped the smile off her face. Her small psyche and her long dark hair flew from the tunnel windows. She remembered the vision his father had told her, how the sorcerer had said that her father would be offered the position of messenger and w
Trozan recognized those shadows. The two turned toward the ferals within thirty feet of the trolls and about to pounce. In unison, a mysterious pair threw off their cloaks. The two cloaked individuals stood in front of Trozan and his people. The lead one spoke plainly for all to hear, “Fear not! We will kill them in no time. For now, ready yourself to run upward to the mountain. Just a few miles ahead is the icy cave. " David announced as he removed his invisible coat over his head as well as Anna's. They stood guard before the family of the troll. Anna brandished the strange movement of the earth as if breathing in below her. Summoning the fire as the tree burns with it and everything rooted in the earth with her sheer commands. Protecting the trolls within reach.
In the night they pitched camp a mile away onto the barren landscape to avoid surprise by any approaching adversaries. There was nowhere to sneak up on them in any areas as their back was a massive stone pillar. Anyone who tried to crawl their way toward the camp would shred their clothes and flesh right off their bodies from the sharp permeable bedrock and rubble-strewn about. The river troll limited the night watch to two details of four troll guards. David made sure to keep himself and Anna on the far edge of the camp for his watch detail. It would keep them ready to run anytime if the camp was attacked. The midnight hour came, and David could not sleep. His thoughts charred Anna, penetrating his brain with a hammer-like pounding. At least it kept him awake for his watch duty. Unfortunately, it also distracted his attention towards the woman feet away. Her