FALINE swooped her hands down, bringing the lake of water from the surrounding areas into the battlefield. The Illinorae were drowned and those who were able to escape were caught in the trap of sharp water bullets raining down.She could feel the strong connection with the water. Her anger, her frustration, and her despair of losing her father strengthened her control over her original terrain making it more deadly.Ten first rank witches blocked her path with their weapons high in the air. Their faces were always ugly, she thought to herself as she noted their pale translucent skin. She could basically see their black veins through their thin skin."You're too persistent," Faline told them with a knowing smile. The Water Kryst raised her hands. The water on the ground began to rise higher behind her with her hands guiding it. Even the Krysts stopped fighting and looked up.The ten witches attacked with a screech that rang against her ears. She gritted her t

THE wind blew harder. The sky was clearer and brighter blue. There were no clouds to shield them.Levi, and the other men of the Knights had already shed their top as they continued on their journey. Faline and the other girls just didn't mind as they were already shedding their heavy clothes and just used thin clothing.It was the second summer of their conquest. A couple of years had passed since they started their conquest in the land of Eriya, now Deirdre. The army, which was reduced to a smaller numbers than the first time they stepped into this land, were following them.With the help of the Rein Tribe, Lornn Tribe, Lewelyn Tribe, Travis Tribe, Jōn Tribe and Li Tribe, the land of Karhan was now under the rule of the Kingdom of Demetrius.As they reached the borders of the land of Karhan and Vestia, General Dana stopped and so did those that were following her. She faced the Travis tribe who were travelling along with them."I understand that you w

FALINE sat next to the window while idly petting Astora with her free hand. Fall turned into winter. Large snowflakes were drifting in the wind and sticking to the garden grounds, covering the barren plants and walls in a thin layer white. Ever since she was granted the power of the ice, she could see and feel the winter more than her colleagues could. Snowflakes always fascinated her since then with their never ending patterns and glassy gleam. Faline could stare at them all day.Well, she could if she weren’t once again sorting through the intelligence reports. The stack of reports was large and varied in information. A week ago, Tara decided to leave the Knights and go back to the Wild.~O~"Tara, why do you want to leave?" Faline asked her friend one night.The Knight of the Wild Beast turned to her with a slight grin. "I am not fitted in this glamorous setting," she answered. Tara looked up at the glittering crystallized palace which had once been a home

FALINE grimaced as the female Healing Kryst finished wrapping bandages around her chest. Blooms of dark purple were peeking out from the edges of the white fabric. It had taken much effort on her part not to squirm away as the bandages tightened around the bruises on her torso and the wound on her left chest. With her patient’s wounds dressed, the Healing Kryst gently helped Faline lean back against the pillows. She then leaned back and sighed.“I managed to heal your minor bruises and broken bones. But your wound and those major bruises on your torso and arms will take time for us to heal," she informed. "Don't move too much. You are going to be bedridden for days at least until your wound will close," she continued with a stern look. She handed Faline a small pouch. "Drink one every after meal."The female Knight nodded numbly and brought the pouch to her chest. The Healing Kryst gave her one to drink. Once she had finished gulping down the tiny medicine, the Healing K

HĒDIN'S hands shook from the cold as he attempted to light the campfire for the third time. Uninhibited by the lack of daylight, the female Knight and her assistant had continued walking for a few hours past sunset. It was hunger, cold, and Astora's tired noises and Hēdin's constant nagging that finally convinced Faline to stop for the night. They had trailed off to the side of the road and began to set camp. Above them, grey snow clouds drifted across the deep purple sky dusted with innumerable stars.A spark finally caught on the kindling and quickly grew into a proper fire. At the sound of crackling wood, Faline's head poked out of her cloak. The two of them basked in the small warmth as well. Faline was heating her chilled hands next to the flickering orange-red glow. She then quickly warmed and they ate the night’s travel rations before cocooning the thick winter blanket around her body. With her pack as a pillow and Hēdin settled not far from her, Faline fell asleep.