All Chapters of The Stilled Prince: A Game Of Blood : Chapter 71
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Newly formed Forsaken
Rhaegar and the group suddenly slow their horses down. There was no road for the horses to pass anymore. Everywhere was covered with trees with big twisted roots stuck up from the ground like fingers. The hills was high, going higher and higher.Edran was the first to pulled his horse to a stopThe others followed.Rhaegar looked at the hills that was ahead of them and said nothing.Then he climbed down from his horse. He walked to where Serra sat on her mare and raised his hand. Serra glanced at Rhaegar's hand, then took it and stepped down. Edran was already unhooking his pack from the saddle. Jade dismounted from her own horse, landing lightly on both feet. Alderic came down last, pulling his saddlebag over one shoulder.Then, they moved the horses to the side and secured them to a low branch.Then they started climbing the hills.The hills were like steep and the ground was loose in places with dry soil crumbling under boots. The trees grew close together and their roots made
Newly Formed Species
Yaran barely finished his sentence before he was already moving towards the newly formed Forsaken.His channeling threads was out too as he rushed toward the newly formed Forsaken.Rhaegar pulled his own threads out and was going after Yaran.A guard stepped in front of Rhaegar.Rhaegar stopped. His eyes cut sideways to the guard but he said nothing. His attention shifted back to Yaran.Yaran already covered few distance fast. Maybe a hundred feet or seventy or Fifty.Then something hit him throwing him backwards.There was no physical hit or any warning. One moment Yaran was moving and the next he was flying backwards through the air. He landed and hit the ground hard and bounced once before landing flat on his back.Everyone went still seeing this.Yaran sat up slowly and his hand went straight to his backside. He hissed through his teeth.Rhaegar turned to the guard who stopped him earlier. "What was that?"The guard looked at him and then back at Yaran who was still picking him
Rhaegar Killed Someone
The arrow was still flying and Rhaegar was still trying to dodge it. His body was shifting left, right, ducking low, and him swinging his sword up to knock the ones he could not dodge clean out of the air. The arrow did not stopped coming. And the Forsaken just stood there in that same spot. The fu*king thing was just silent and releasing arrow after arrow from its hands without pause, without expression, without anything. In fact the face was just blank.Occasionally Rhaegar's leg would shift, making him to almost fall and almost hit by arrow coming too fast to dodge one by one. His sword would swing wide and catch two arrows at once, flinging them sideways into the dirt.The guard in blue was managing to fling the arrows away tooThe guard has his sword out and he was just flinging and flinging. Then the arrows suddenly stopped just like that. One moment they were coming and then they were not.Rhaegar breathed out as the attack stopped. But his sword was still raised and his
Yaran Bond To A Forsaken
The disc was still pulsing and Rhaegar stared at it.And a slow, rhythmic light was coming from the disc on the Forsaken's chest.Rhaegar did not move to touch it immediately.His eyes was moving from the disc to the Forsaken's face. The thing was still on the ground, dead.Rhaegar looked back at the disc again. Then he lick his lips and reached for it.Then he stopped. His hand hovered just above it for a moment. He did not know what will happen if he touch it. He did not know if touching it would trigger anything, or if the light would change, if the the Forsaken would move again. He did not know anything so he was a bit hesitating. He stood there for a bit longer Then he shrugged his shoulder and picked it up.The disc was cold and Rhaegar felt the cold in his hand. Then he started feeling something pressing back from the other side of the disc that was like pressure. Rhaegar turned the disc over in his hand.The disc was small and dark on the surface. The glow was coming out f
Ashfen Beast
Rhaegar's eyes was moving from the four Forsaken to Yaran then back to the Forsaken.He kept shifting his eyes from Yaran to the Forsaken over and over again. Yaran was standings with his arms loose at his sides, then Drevak was just a half-step behind Yaran, and the four Forsaken was positioned between them.Seeing how Rhaegar's was moving from hin to the Forsaken, Yaran let out a short laugh. "If you know what is good for you," Yaran said, "and for your little followers behind you, you will turn around and leave right now."Rhaegar said nothing as his eyes were going from Yaran and then back to the Forsaken.Yaran's smile did not leave his face, but something behind it shifted as he saw Rhaegar not saying a word."Fine," Yaran said.He cracked his neck to the right with a slow roll.And the four Forsaken shifted like they were following Yaran lead . Their feet adjusted against the ground and their heads turned toward Rhaegar's group with that hollow, empty attention that Forsaken
The Dance Pack
Yaran was still grinning.That was the thing that was making Rhaegar more mad.. Yaran's face and the satisfaction on the face like he had been waiting for exactly this moment was what was making Rhaegar annoyed. Yaran turned his head to Drevak."Over to you," he said. "Make them all pay."Drevak nodded as he ran his tongue slowly along his bottom lip, then he lifted one hand and pushed two fingers between his teeth and whistled two times.The Ashfen beast's head snapped around quickly towards Rhaegar and his group. "Royal guard." Edran's voice sounded immediately. "Take the prince and the girls and get them to cover."Edran did not look back as he talks. His eyes were already on the beast, and the ground that was cracking."Alderic." Edran turned his head just slightly. "Link with me."Alderic did not hesitate. He pulled his threads and let them extend toward Edran's, the copper-bright weave running out from his forearms and braiding into Edran's threads in a clean merge, both chan
Alone
Serra could not believe what she was seeing. She stared at the air moving above the Ashfen beast, then up at the spiral that was still moving, still turning, and still pulling dust off the ground in slow curls.Then she covered her mouth with her hand.Her eyes shifted to Rhaegar."Is that... is that Vae doing this?"Rhaegar did not answer immediately. He too was watching the air moving, and then at the Ashfen beast that has stopped moving forward. The beast flat amber eyes were fixed on the air that was rotating above it and its whole body was lowering, like the way something large lowers when it is trying to figure out where the threat is coming from."It has to be," Rhaegar said.His voice was calm as he said it. He too has not forgotten what happened at the forest the other time. And how Vae ate those human attackers. He still has not forgotten that.And now he was watching how invisible Vae was commanding the air to rotate.What exactly are you, Vae." Rhaegar thought.Beside him
Poison Thread
Yaran turned when he heard footsteps and when he saw that it was Rhaegar, his expression widened. He smiled with his hands slightly spread to his sides, a slow, mocking smile showing on his face. He looked at Rhaegar's back to see there was no guards. It was just him.. Yaran smile even widened at the thought of only Rhaegar alone."Well," Yaran said, his voice lace with a satisfaction he did not have before. "Finally. Just the two of us. The prince of Elyria alone."Rhaegar did not reply immediately. Instead, he just let out a long, slow sigh. His was looking a little relaxed, but his eyes were moving and tracking every micro-movement Yaran was making. He looked at Yaran from up then down, from his dusty boots to the wide grin spread on his face. Rhaegar shook his head as he let out a scoff."It seems," Rhaegar said, his voice low and and he was unimpressed, "that boasting and mouth-making run deep in your family."Hearing Rhaegar’s words, the smile vanished from Yaran’s face insta
Kill The Thought
Still at the fighting scene between Rhaegar and Yaran, Yaran drew his silver blade.The moment his fingers wrapped around the hilt and pulled, a quick metallic ring sounded through the big field. The air around Yaran shifted immediately as his hold the blade. His channeling threads, the same tight whipping coils of silver light, flow down from his forearms and started to move along the flat of the blade. The silver thread crept along the edge of the blade, and the air pressure around Yaran thickened noticeably.His aura changed and the ground where he was standing with his boots seemed to press down harder, as if the very ground recognized what was gathering in the blade.Rhaegar watched this scene with out blinking.Seeing Yaran's thread now wrapping the blade, Rhaegar's hand moved to the sword at his hipas he drew it quickly. The moment his sword was out, Rhaegar exhaled and reached to the source as he connect to all three powers immediately. And they answered him.All three pour
It's Over
CLANG!Yaran blade and Rhaegar's sword clashed together violently. The shockwave that happened as a result of the contact flattened the grass and throw dirt into the air. But both Rhaegar and Yaran absorbed the impact as they pushed off from each other, and their boots dragging backwards on the ground.Rhaegar quickly steadied himself. His arms were already burning with a little cut.Across from him, Yaran rolled his shoulder once and reset his stance. The silver threads along his blade shifted and repositioned, crawling back toward the cutting edge.He was not even breathing hard."You are bleeding," Yaran said. Rhaegar said nothing. He adjusted his grip on the hilt and watched the silver thread flowing along Yaran's blade."Even your fave is already feeling the fatigue," Yaran said as he took one step forward.. "Yiur face is looking pale and your arms are bleeding. Exactly how long can you hold on.""Your arm is bleeding too" Rhaegar said."Is just a cut, and my face is not pale