The Lady And The Orc Novels & Stories

Her eyes, sharp and filled with malice, gleamed in the dim glow of the flickering candlelight. She stood in her darkened lair, an ancient room hidden deep within the forest, where the walls were lined with shelves of old, crumbling spell books, vials of strange liquids, and dried herbs. The room reeked of decay, a mix of musty earth and the faint metallic scent of blood. In the center of the room sat the oracle basin, its surface smooth and black, reflecting nothing but the void. It was Loleng's most prized possession, a tool of immeasurable power that allowed her to see, manipulate, and control those who dared to cross her path.

He turned back to see her sitting on the floor with her clothes stained with wine and some on the floor. " Elora?", his voice whispered. " Are you blind?" the lady in a black mini gown yelled at her angrily. She had bumped into Elora while she was laughing and swaying her body to the music playing. " Isn't that her? The werewolf who killed her wedding guests", " I think so, she looks like her", " It's her, that witch". Elora could hear the murmurs but without any of the insults getting to her, she nonchalantly began to place the glass cups along with the broken ones on the tray.

That part of the castle had remained untouched by the chaos, its silent corridors lined with violet torches that cast ghostly glows across the walls. As they approached Lilith’s private quarters, a low snarl stopped them. Carlos raised his blade, motioning for Aurora to stay behind him. The door to Lilith’s chamber was open—barely—but enough for them to peer inside. The sight stunned them both. Lilith stood tall in the center of the room, her deep red gown soaked with blood. Her silver hair, usually perfectly pinned, now fell loose in waves, streaked with crimson. In one hand she held a curved silver blade, its edge still dripping. At her feet lay the corpse of one of the same creatures Auro

“Finally. Let’s kill something.” All of a sudden, a woman appeared. She floated above the ground, her eyes glowing white, her skin glowing like moonlight. Her voice was layered—one voice over another, male and female, young and old. “The Oracle,” Elias whispered. Everyone froze. “You left your solitude?” Lucian stepped forward, brows furrowed. The Oracle stood barefoot in the dirt, her long silver robes untouched by dust or blood. Her white eyes flickered as she looked around at the chaotic battlefield.

She looked at them and scoffed. “What else have you brought me??? A mate? Children???”, she spat, her eyes flickering dangerously at me, and everybody present. Lady Sahar finally spoke. “Xidna please. I am sorry.. We ..we are sorry.. it had to be done…”Before she could finish, another cacking laughter broke her words. “Please what???? I have agreed to be the Oracle. I have agreed to your ridiculous terms! I have done what is expected of me.. I have sacrificed EVERYTHING!!” she now screamed, shaking the foundation of the building in doing so. Her eyes were no longer aquamarines, they were fully changing into those of a snake, her body elongating, mid shift. “Child… please” Lady Sahar sobbed n

However, with one punch the woman hit the lizardman's ugly face hard. After landing the attack, apparently behind one of the lizardmen appeared Orka, with a thin body like a stick, pitch black, and a pair of glowing red eyes. He opened his mouth wide while reaching out with his right hand, so he could grab Cia's petite body. However, the woman quickly stepped forward, then turned around, raised her right leg, and slapped Orka's face mercilessly. The power encircling Cia's body shone brightly. Punch after punch, Cia was brought down, showing how his contribution at that time was in helping colleagues who were also struggling.

"Ew , I didn't ask for a love from you Lord . I asked about the lady and if she is someone suspicious ." Mat shrugged . "Well I don't think you have to be concerned about her and her identity . " Harren was sad now that his friend don't really like his story . Although bit of it was fictional . "Really then how much do you know about her ?" Mat was excited now . " Well , she is an orphan . She came here almost three years ago . She is really good singer and kind to everyone ." Harren was happy to deliver the news to Mat .

There was more, but Ayla could not look any more and closed her eyes. A scream like she had never heard before reached her ears. She fell to her knees, and the scream grew louder. Only when her throat started to hurt did she realize that the person who was screaming was her. “Ayla,” she heard a woman softly say her name. She shook her head, not wanting to see the battle anymore. “If you want to learn how to stop the Orcs, you need to listen to what I have to say,” the woman kept talking. Ayla snapped her eyes open, and she was back in the room she had seen earlier. The storm was still raging outside, and the older Ayla sat on the bedroom bench, the man next to her. Ayla still couldn’t see hi

The orc looks away from the girl and starts to move toward me with a trace of drool on its lower lip. It appears to be making a grab for me as it extends a hand toward me. With a single swoop of my knife, I sever all of its fingers. The orc scowls and then yells loudly. I roll and swerve to the side to get a clear shot at its neck. Unfortunately, before my knife can even make contact with its neck, it manages to swing its arm at me. I immediately jumped back to avoid the impact.

The oracle is not old because she doesn't age it's just that her hair is really white. "What is your purpose oracle? This must be important for you to come here personally." Francis said. The oracle bowed in respect. When she raised her face, her eyes turned white, you could see nothing else in her eyes. Her eyes were glowing. "Now is the end. Fear will arise. War in the name of love. One wrong move and darkness will embrace the whole world. Everyone's safety depends on her. Blood and tear will be shed. Many will be hurt. Many will be injured and he will sacrifice his life for the salvation of the person he loves. Their love for each other can not be surpassed by anyone. His death will break