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Closing Stories of the Almaria Continent Arc – Part III.
Wangmo clearly remembered the words of one of the healers that night, when he woke up and found that his right leg had been amputated. The shock of that discovery still haunted his dreams, the moment of realization playing over and over in his mind.It was still early in the morning, the sun barely risen above the horizon. Not many people had left their homes to start their day, the streets mostly empty. Wangmo pulled his jacket closer to cover his neck, trying to ward off the chill that seemed to come from within rather than without.Lately, since Wangmo's leg was amputated, he had been getting sick very easily. When the wind blew strongly or when the air became cold, Wangmo often shivered uncontrollably, his body betraying him in ways it never had before. When Wangmo reported this to the female Healer who was taking care of him, the Healer said with professional reassurance."Be patient, young man. This is all a reaction to the amputation of your leg, your body adjusting to its new
Closing Stories of the Almaria Continent Arc – Part II.
"This isn't what I expected," Lan's voice caught in her throat as reality crashed over her like a wave. She felt as if something was stuck in her throat, choking off the cheers that had been ready to burst forth. Lan couldn't say anything except try to hold back her sobs, her body trembling with the effort of containing her grief.She glanced at Hunu and Merin, who didn't look any better than she felt. Her two friends were crying silently, tears streaming down their carefully made up faces, leaving tracks through the rouge on their cheeks.And when Lan tried to look around at the crowd that had gathered to celebrate, she felt even more choked up. All the spectators were silent, frozen in horror at what they witnessed. Tears were clearly visible in their eyes, glistening in the morning sunlight like diamonds of sorrow.Soon, the crowd that had been about to celebrate the victorious soldiers turned into a sea of tears. The baskets of carefully prepared snacks hung forgotten in trembling
Closing Stories of the Almaria Continent Arc – Part I.
That morning, the gray clouds that had covered the sky above Nip North City for weeks were blown away by the morning breeze. The sun shone brightly, warming the damp city and driving away the gloom that had settled over the streets like a funeral shroud. Golden light spilled across cobblestones still wet from morning dew, painting everything with the colors of hope renewed.Many people came out and gathered on the streets, their movements eager despite the early hour. Joyful faces were clearly visible on the faces of the city's residents as loud, cheerful voices echoed throughout the streets of Nip North City, bouncing off stone walls and wooden shutters. The sound of celebration filled every corner, driving back the silence that had reigned for too long."We won! Our soldiers have returned victorious!""Vellenor has won. The wizard Udristan has been defeated!" The cries rose like a prayer of thanksgiving to the heavens above.Meanwhile, among the growing crowd that swelled like a riv
Tokens and Farewells
The Enchanter heard their questions, his supernatural hearing catching every word. He understood their need for reassurance, for confirmation that this was real.With a smile that reached his tired eyes, Guo Jiang said with genuine warmth. "My friends from the Clan of Light Warriors, listen up! Eltonas Forest is a pine forest that has two spiritual energy sources, which are very useful for the growth of your magic cultivation and the strengthening of your qi meridians! I am sure that your Clan of Light Warriors will be happy in Eltonas Forest, finding peace and prosperity there!"In the end, the group of Elves and forest creatures expressed their joy in the way of their people. Those who had initially looked gloomy immediately began to sing and dance, their movements graceful as flowing water. They were so enthusiastic that some Elves slipped magical powers into their songs, making the very air shimmer with enchantment.The faint sounds containing magic could be heard everywhere, spre
Rite of Liberation
"Alright, as you wish," Guo Jiang then raised his hand toward the darkening sky. He tossed the papyrus scroll into the air where it hung suspended, defying gravity through magical force.Guo Jiang waved his hand while reciting the liberation spell in the ancient tongue of power. His voice carried across the field, reaching every Orc ear with crystal clarity."With this, I, Guo Jiang, as the Enchanter of Vellenor, a position holding authority over the ancient curse of the Orcs from thousands of years ago. I hereby release all these Orcs from the ancient curse that has bound them for thousands of years, chains forged by those long dead! I free them from the suffering they have endured in this mortal world." Guo Jiang paused for a moment, as the world seemed to come to a standstill, not even the sounds of crows or vultures could be heard.The very air held its breath, waiting for what would come next. Magic crackled invisibly, building like a storm about to break.Guo Jiang took a deep b
Promise on the Field of Hope.
Although the war had ended days ago, the scent of death still lingered on the surface of Field of Hope, the savannah that had witnessed unspeakable carnage. The smell clung to everything like an unwelcome guest, refusing to depart even as time marched forward. The ground itself seemed to remember the blood that had soaked into it, holding the memory in its soil.The vultures and crows, sated after feasting on thousands of fresh corpses, continued to fly across the sky, their cries echoing in the afternoon as the sun began to set in the west. The atmosphere at that moment was extremely eerie, heavy with the weight of so many departed souls. The cries of the wild birds in the sky, combined with the piles of thousands of corpses adorned with broken sharp weapons, sent a chill down the spine of anyone present, as if the dead themselves were watching from beyond.Meanwhile, amid the evening breeze carrying the stench of decay and dried blood, five thousand soldiers could be seen standing m
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