Two and a half weeks had pass since Ul’lanna ran off. She had depleted all her rations, and survived off worms and bugs, with a single flask of water left.The horse had been sent off as a distraction three days ago. Ul’lanna trudged on wearily, the sun beating down on her.Hope of reaching the Citadel, before dying of exhaustion or hunger, felt impossible. Her stomach clawed at her insides, ravaging her mind with thoughts of devouring anything she found.Ul’lanna struck herself across the face, letting out a grunt, and continued to march onwards.“You’re not going to die here. You’ve worked too damn hard, to die in a forest. The Citadel has to be close.” She shouted to herself. Forcing herself to believe her own words.“It’s about a day’s march from here.” A familiar man’s voice said from the tree line. A cold shiver ran down Ul’lanna’s spine. She quickly drew her weapon, engulfing it in a raging flame, and scanned the area.Her heart hammered against her chest, each breath felt shor
Yamada flew into the Citadel, terrifying the citizens, mages and knights, as he soared down to the Blesseds. Ul’lanna had fallen unconscious over his shoulder. He carried her nodachi in his mouth, and Harbinger in his free arm.The Blesseds rushed out, and then stopped giving Yamada a concerned and anxious look. He held a bloodied Elf warrior, and his armour soaked in blood and guts, but most of all he wore a too gleeful smile.“Help her. I have to go and find King En-“On cue, Encara emerged from a blinding light in front of Yamada.“What happened? Are you okay?” He asked looking him up and down with a worried face.“I feel amazing. I killed a son of Begron. They have one million soldiers coming to attack us.” Yamada said in a euphoric trance.Encara and the Blesseds standing around, shook their heads in disbelief. Before they could press him further, Yamada took off towards the Keep.“Alright, we’re not gonna get anywhere with him. Get her inside.” Encara said following after the Bl
Ul’lanna spent the night in Yamada’s bed, with him sleeping next to Gwyneth, staring wide eyed at the ceiling. At the crack of dawn like a robot, Yamada opened his eyes, rolling to look off the bed.He noticed Ul’lanna staring vacantly at the ceiling and let out a yelp, scurrying back. Gwyneth let out a groan and frowned, pulling him in tight.“What’s wrong?” She asked. “Do Elves sleep with their eyes open?” Yamada nervously whispered.Gwyneth peeked over his shoulder, seeing Ul’lanna’s stare.“Maybe she sleeps with her eyes open?” “It’s bold of you two, to assume that I slept.” She said.Yamada scratched his head. “Is the bed not comfortable?” He asked, poking it.She craned her neck slowly towards him, her eyes bloodshot and bulging. “Do you not know who you’re sleeping next to? Or in!?”He glanced over his shoulder to Gwyneth resting her head on his shoulder. He cocked an eyebrow at Ul’lanna and shrugged. “Gwyneth Lockhart?” He said hesitantly.Ul’lanna leapt out of the bed pointin
Rai came down from the sky, exploding the camp fire as a giant bolt of lightning. He emerged from the smoke.“I am Rai Denki, and you will surrender to-“ He stopped seeing, Sarah and those chosen to scout, gazing at him wide-eyed and terrified.They wore their leather training armour still, carrying their weapons by hand. His face changed from confusion, to embarrassment to anger in the matter of seconds.“What the hell are you all doing out here!?” He yelled marching towards them.They broke off their huddle, quickly scurrying into a line and bowed. Rai stood before them, hands on his hips, impatiently waiting for their response. “Well?” He asked, Sarah stepped forward. “We were sick of the Forsaken Knight and Jacara being ahead of us. I mean, the other Grand Knights, haven’t even noticed we were gone.” She said clenching her fists.“Wrong, we didn’t care you were gone.” Rai said counting them. “There’s only eight of you. Who isn’t here?” He asked.“Grand Knight Lyn and Fervias, did
Ul’lanna watched Yamada in wonder, as he completed his drills. The way he effortlessly swung a hulking piece of metal, left her enamoured. Jacara noticed her expression and quickly approached Yamada.He caught him off guard, wrapping his arm around Yamada.“Let’s spar.” He whispered. “Why are you whispering?” Yamada whispered back, looking around confused.“I want you to make me look good. I’ll give you whatever you want.” Jacara offered, with a smile.“Like what?”Jacara rolled his eyes. “I don’t know, ask for something.” He said annoyed.“I want to become stronger. Do you have a magic that does that?”Jacara sighed. Does he seriously not want anything else? Gold? Women? Fame?“Well?” Yamada asked. “Listen just throw one duel, and I’ll owe you. Anything you want.”Yamada hummed in thought. “Anything I want?”“Yes, yes, anything you want.” Jacara said hastily, glancing over at Ul’lanna, who inspected her new weapon.“Just one duel? Or one point?”Jacara pulled Yamada in tightly. “List
Yamada gazed around to find himself in the cavern, surrounded by towering ring of fire. Cin, Soel, Miranda and Aerith stood over him.Miranda wore leather armour, under her steel breastplate. Her vambraces, greaves and pauldrons were formed from several thin layers of Deiridium.“Where am-“Miranda placed the tip of her Deiridium arming sword at his throat. Her other hand rested on the pommel of an Orichalcum short sword by her hip.“We’re not here to talk to you.” She said nicking his throat.Yamada watched on confused and terrified, as the three of them opened their gates.“What am I about to tell you. Is something Gwyneth would never have the strength to say.” Miranda said solemnly. “You will never replace Hendrik in her heart.”The Grand Mages stepped back, preparing their magic.“I know.” Yamada said glumly, dropping his head.Miranda awkwardly glanced over her shoulder, back at the three of them. Soel and Aerith shrugged back at her.“And...and you’re never going to be him.” Mir
Thanatos and the Elven army followed Urkse’s orders without delay. They marched in the dead of night; cold, exhausted and starving.Thanatos’s right arm had been ripped off, after Urkse had heard about the death of Rai. He had a lethargic walk, and his bloodied stump was packed tight with gauze and cloth.Urkse sat atop a makeshift palanquin, with the weary warriors, struggling to keep him stable. Urkse sucked on his teeth and snarled.“Tell me again. Why the fuck, did you spare the scouts you found? But decided to kill the Grand Mage I was planning to pin the blame on?” He asked glaring at Thanatos.“I-“ “DON’T FUCKING SPEAK!” Urkse snapped, slamming his fist down.Everyone jumped, their nerves shot.“It was a damn rhetorical question. I know the answer. You’re all fucking stupid. Now instead of capturing the Citadel, you’ll have to conquer it.”He slumped back, letting out a long exasperated sigh, rubbing his tired face.The ink from his flask seeped out, revealing a transcript of Y
Ul’lanna followed behind, Yamada and Jacara. The air was thick with anger and irritation. They had heard the roars in the distance, but pressed forward. Both were biding a silent rage.“Ul’lanna, how long is the trip to the Silver City?” Yamada asked.“Roughly five months, the safest route is the longest.”Jacara was silent in understanding. They needed to stay hidden.“And the shortest and fastest route?” Yamada asked.“If we cut across Pest Peak, it will take us only two months to arrive.” She said reluctantly. “But that path is filled with Drakens, and isn’t worth the risk.”Jacara and Yamada shared a mutual glance.“Hey, your father and Gwyneth, wanted you both to be safe. So stick to the plan.” She ordered.The two of them shrugged, and kept their heads down marching through the forest. Ul’lanna let out a sigh of relief.Vexgar and Axilas’s division had killed over a hundred Wyrms, and ran themselves ragged. They had still done their job and created space between the Drakens and