All Chapters of Aegis of the Immortal: Blood Blessed: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90
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Chapter 72: The Return
"So you leave the battlefield and she reckons it alright to break the chain of command to follow you. But when she starts running for the battlefield, you—No...We... follow her, simply 'cos you find some horse shite sense of loyalty to follow her to her death for the sake of love."
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Chapter 73: The Scholars’ myth
A distance past the camp blacksmith Sethlzaar caught sight of Saelin. Beside her walked a young soldier doing his best to make conversation with her. It was the third soldier to make an attempt since their return. The third Sethlzaar had seen. Saelin wasn't quick to note him so he slowed his pace and observed them both
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Chapter 74: The Merdendi Wall
"I reckon I should've chosen the class of Polymath." Soartin let out a quiet laugh at Takaris' words. "Scared of the dark, Brother?" he asked, ducking beneath a branch. It was over two hours since they'd left the camp. Narvi led the way, the brothers following quickly behind. The map of this part of the forest was not
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Chapter 75: Reminiscence
Cenam moved with the grace of a predator in the wild. His descent down the wall was immediate, and oddly faster than their ascent had been. "You should've sent me," Sethlzaar muttered when Cenam hit the ground. His eyes never left him. "This is a task most suited to me." The orders had been made, and carried out. His a
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Chapter 76: Things That Should Never Be
Sethlzaar snapped to his feet. Bow in hand, arrow nocked, he took aim. He paused, not knowing what exactly he was aiming at. The people within the walls were too far for even his arrows to reach. "What is it?" Soartin asked, sharing in his alarm but not rising. Fully drawn from his memory, it took Sethlzaar a moment to
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Chapter 77: Bravery and Foolishness
High noon found Sethlzaar in his room, having given their reports of their findings to the captain over an hour ago. The tent was without personal effects, as was the case with his brothers', save the sack bundled in the corner housing three cassocks and two other war cloaks. Next to it laid another sack, this one held the war garments popular to priestesses. Since their return to the encampment Saelin had been spending more time in his tent than ever. It did much to make his nights confusing. She no longer kept her distance while they slept. Often he'd sleep before her only to wake up to fin
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Chapter 78: A Man Without Pain
Saelin's opponent shattered the stems of the arrows that covered his torso in one motion, surprisingly taking the stem of the one in his head too, and rose his club high above his head. Saelin turned her head away from him and looked at Sethlzaar. Their eyes met for a second time and she offered him that easy smile he loved so much. The one that always met her eyes. And in that moment, Sethlzaar knew Rin had failed him too. He stepped again, and the world faltered. It was a feeling he knew all too well. A feeling that had plagued him years ago. The dizziness hit him and he staggered. He had c
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Chapter 79: Constructs Of A Collective
Pain has always proved itself capable of conquering even the greatest of men. It would reach into their minds, demanding of them a submission they never knew themselves capable of. It's one of the few things men have grown to feel and, no matter how much they experience it, never truly adapt to.
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Chapter 80: Someone To Pray To
Sethlzaar's head turned immediately. Looking over his shoulder he saw Saelin standing in front of the tent, eyes casting in different directions, searching. He returned his attention to Cynth but the man was gone, as though he had never been there in the first place. Cynth had seemed like a dying man the last time they had met. Tonight, he'd seemed like a man cheating death. And he smelled something putrid. Sethlzaar discarded the thoughts. If he could believe the man, then he would see him again. And then, he would have his answer. For now, he turned around and walked towards Saelin.
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Chapter 81: Snowfire
Saelin walked under the morning sun a few hours before noon. The sun was above her head, and fallen leaves were scattered all over the ground in so vast a number that they blotted it out. She was as pretty as always in her step. The white gown she wore swayed with each one she took. Its beauty matched with her hair that seemed to get whiter with each passing day, giving her a conspicuous look. Sethlzaar had no doubt it had been given to her by one of the women from the tribe as he watched her from the fallen tree he sat upon. She stopped when she got to him. And saying nothing, she squatted s
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