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Chapter 180: Different Paths

Autor: MM de Wet
last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-09 14:00:36

“The Golder Archer is hunting Salvaxe, not you,” Emile said and took Salvaxe’s hand. Her other hand pulled a rolled-up map out of Salvaxe’s robe. “Here, this shows where you are going.” Luz took the map from her, his bronze gauntlet careful not to snag the parchment. He unrolled it his crimson eyes tracing the path with a sharp, military precision. It was a black and white map drawing in a highly detailed, hand illustrated style. It appeared to be an old ca

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  • Where Ashes and Oaths Collide   Chapter 180: Different Paths

    “The Golder Archer is hunting Salvaxe, not you,” Emile said and took Salvaxe’s hand. Her other hand pulled a rolled-up map out of Salvaxe’s robe. “Here, this shows where you are going.” Luz took the map from her, his bronze gauntlet careful not to snag the parchment. He unrolled it his crimson eyes tracing the path with a sharp, military precision. It was a black and white map drawing in a highly detailed, hand illustrated style. It appeared to be an old cartographer’s map, with extensive ink hatching, stippling, fine line work, and shading used to give the mountains, forests, building and coastline depth. The map is surrounded by a thin decorative rectangular border with ornate curled details in each corner.A large compass rose occupied the upper left corner. In the southwestern portion of the map, along the shoreline, was the large fortified drawing of Cidade dos Escravos, surrounded by its enormous stone walls. The drawing even in

  • Where Ashes and Oaths Collide   Chapter 179: Pull it out

    “You want me to pull it out?” Luz repeated, his voice flat. He knelt beside them, the weight of his bronze armour settling heavily. He did not look at Emile’s face– he looked at the arrow. The shaft was notched deep into the abdomen, the wood stained dark with blood. “If I pull it, he bleeds more,” he said, his bronze gauntleted hand hovering near the wound. “If I leave it, it festers. Who shot him?” Emile took a bandage out of the satchel. “The golden archer,” Emile said simply. “That is what the bandages are for. Not time for fire.”“Move,” he said to Emile, not unkindly, but with the absolute authority of a commander. He did not wait for her to comply. He reached out, his gauntleted hand gripping the shaft of the arrow just above the entry wound. “This is going to hurt,” he warned Salvaxe, though the man was already drifting in and out of consciousness. Luz’s fingers tight

  • Where Ashes and Oaths Collide   Chapter 178: Bandages

    Brain watched the city with the pride of a man seeing his masterpiece. “The heart of the continent,” he said gesturing toward the towering cathedral that pierced the clouds. “Built from nothing but blood and necessity. You will find everything you require here.” Estrela stood beside him, her gaze sweeping over the densely packed buildings and the moss-covered walls. Her eyes lingered on the statue of the warrior facing the sea, its stone sword pointed toward the horizon as if expecting an enemy. “It is crowded,” she remarked, her voice neutral. “People from all over the continent come here to do business,” Brain said proudly, his hand making its wat to Estrela’s lower back. The ship drew closer to the stone steps, the hull scraping softly against the wooden bumpers. Brain’s hand settled against the small of her back, his fingers pressing firmly through the leather straps of her armour. Her body stiffened for a fraction of a second– a sharp, internal flinch that

  • Where Ashes and Oaths Collide   Chapter 177: Approaching

    As Amelia stilled and drifted back into peaceful slumber, Luz let out a breath he had not realized her was holding. His shoulders dropped, the tension draining from them in a slow, heavy wave. He watched her for a long minute, waiting to see if the peace would hold, until her breathing settled back into that steady, quiet rhythm. He leaned his head back against the bulkhead, closing his eyes. The ship’s motion was hypnotic, a gentle rocking that felt almost like a lullaby. His hand drifted to his wrist, fingers brushing against the frayed white ribbon hidden beneath the bronze steel of his gauntlet. The fabric was thin, worn down by years of friction and sweat, but it was still there. “I am still here, Amelia,” he whispered to the empty air, so quiet it barely carried past his own lips. “I have not left yet.”Estrela returned, she stopped in the doorway of the cabin. “We are approaching Cidade dos Escravos,” she announced in a quiet t

  • Where Ashes and Oaths Collide   Chapter 176: The Forest of Dreams

    After Estrela left the cabin, leaving Luz and Amelia alone below deck…Luz watched Estrela’s silhouette disappear out the door and up the stairs, the silence of the cabin deepening as she left. he did not move for a long time; his gaze fixed on the empty space she had occupied. The ship swayed gently, and he finally shifted, turning his head to look at Amelia. Her breathing was deep and even, her face smoothed by sleep into something almost peaceful. It was a rarity in this world– a moment of genuine peace that did not feel borrowed from a nightmare. He reached out, his fingers hovering just above her red hair before he caught himself. The metal of his bronze gauntlet felt too heavy, too wrong against something so fragile. He pulled his hand back and rested it on the edge of the cot instead. The darkness outside was absolute. Somewhere above, the wind was picking up, whistling through the rigging in a low, mournful tune.Amelia dreamed she was st

  • Where Ashes and Oaths Collide   Chapter 175: X Marks the Spot

    “He is afraid of bugs,” Estrela said with a light amused smile. “I do not know if that will help. But I once saw him jump up a table at the sight of a spider.” Mar stared at her, completely blank for a moment. The tension that had been coiled in his shoulders like a spring suddenly lost its tension. “He is afraid of bugs,” he repeated, flatly. He looked out at the looming cliffs of the mainland, then back at Estrela, who was actually smiling. The absurdity of it– this legendary, ruthless hunter of the Santo Order, a man who had likely killed dozens, being undone by a common spider– was almost too much to process.“That is… not what I expected you to say,” Mar admitted, a ghost of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth despite himself. “But I suppose everyone has their weakness. Even predators.” He shook his head, trying to bring himself back to the gravity of the situation. “Still, a spid

  • Where Ashes and Oaths Collide   Chapter 8: The Man Inside the Knight

    Luz’s grip on Amelia’s red hair tightened slightly, both painfully but demanding obedience. The black vein on his neck pulsed furiously as the Darkness within him sensed the victory– this human soul willingly surrendering herself. “You will sleep in my quarters and eat at my table. Every Corrompi

  • Where Ashes and Oaths Collide   Chapter 7: Fate?

    “That is not you fate,” Luz declared firmly, his voice carrying the authority of someone used to giving orders that were obeyed without question. “You are not some chattel to be bartered away to the highest bidder.” He closed the distance between them again in two long strides, his armoured form

  • Where Ashes and Oaths Collide   Chapter 21: Midnight Blue

    Luz froze mid-turn, his crimson eyes locking onto her form in the midnight blue fabric. The fabric clung to her curves in a way that sent a jolt of heat through him, awakening parts of himself he had though dead long ago. His breath caught in his throat. “I– of course,” he managed, his voice drop

  • Where Ashes and Oaths Collide   Chapter 9: Stubbornness

    “I don’t mind being consumed either,” Amelia said softly. “You don’t know what you are saying,” Luz whispered harshly, his hands trembling slightly as they frame Amelia’s face. “Being consumed means becoming a monster. Losing everything that makes you human.” The darkness on his chest pulsed viol

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