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Blood on the Salt Sea.
In the midst of the euphoria of joy, the ship suddenly stopped. There was no more sound of splashing water, as if the very sea had turned solid beneath them."What's happening?" asked the young man, looking alert. He drew the dagger at his waist, the blade gleaming dully in the pre-dawn darkness, his warrior instincts finally awakening.His group, which consisted of elderly people and children, also became alert. Everyone held weapons, daggers of course, their hands trembling not from cold but from premonition.And the sound of laughter rang out loudly. Echoing across the quiet sea, at the border between two countries, the sound carried an otherworldly quality that chilled blood in their veins.The sound was like the voices of children. They were the voices of boys and girls, innocent yet carrying undertones of malice that spoke of supernatural origins."Who are you? Come out and fight with knives! Don't laugh behind us like cowards!" The young man dared to challenge them, his bravado
Signals in the Dark.
Fey were not accustomed to living on flat land. Steep cliffs and high mountains were their preferred habitat, where the thin air and harsh conditions forged warriors as hard as the stone peaks themselves.No wonder the Fey race didn't refuse when offered the Maccanah Islands as their future home. Those islands were a tropical landmass filled with cliffs and tall mountains, resembling their ancestral homeland like a mirror reflecting cherished memories.Darkness still shrouded Nip North City, while mist rolled along the edge of the Salt Sea Coast. Morning was about to break, painting the eastern horizon with the first hints of golden light.The sea breeze blew hard, carrying grains of salty dew that stung the skin. The morning air was so cold that it felt like a dagger slicing through flesh and penetrating to the bones, making even hardy sailors shiver.The group moved stealthily, walking carefully along the deserted streets. They avoided the crowds like shadows fleeing daylight, their
The Enchanter's Flight.
"Don't speak recklessly! Don't say things without basis, young man!" The spellcaster rebuked the young man harshly, his qi energy crackling around him like invisible lightning, making his robes flutter despite the absence of wind."You are just someone with no experience. Out there, there are many supernatural beings, even stranger than the Fey race!" The spellcaster continued, his eyes blazing with the fervor of one who had witnessed countless mysteries beyond mortal comprehension."Don't you know? War is approaching, and according to rumors, Udristan is mobilizing special forces aided by spirit soldiers such as Imp, Foliot, and Jin." His words carried the weight of prophecy, each syllable heavy with impending doom."Then who will fight against these spirit soldiers? Do you have the power to fight against these supernatural beings?" The question struck like a master's blow, precise and devastating, leaving no room for empty bravado.The words of the spellcaster were like a harsh slap
The Fey Descend on Nip North.
"Look! They are beautiful creatures, aren't they?" The townspeople flocked toward the group of winged creatures that appeared to be floating parallel or vertically above the town square, their silhouettes dancing against the crimson twilight sky like celestial warriors descending from the heavens.If you have ever heard the flapping of pigeon wings, for example, that is what the flapping of more than a thousand Fey filling the city square sounded like. The rhythmic beating echoed through the ancient stone streets, reverberating off weathered walls like the drums of war announcing destiny's arrival.The Fey troops fulfilled their promise as allies and also helped Vellenor to fight later. Their armor gleamed with an ethereal silver light, each piece crafted from materials unknown to mortal smiths, bearing intricate engravings that seemed to pulse with inner qi.Ivien, the new chief of the Fey tribe, was seen flying low, no less than a dozen meters above the city square. His ceremonial r
The Dead and the Winged Hosts.
He wore boots made of iron that gleamed dully in the fading light. He did not seem to be weighed down by the heavy boots, moving with grace that spoke of supernatural strength.Every time he took a step, the sound of clinking metal could be heard like funeral bells tolling. The rhythm of his movement carried an otherworldly cadence that made mortal hearts skip beats.Everyone was certain that behind the cloak lay a suit of armor forged in otherworldly fires. They could sense the presence of a terrifying sword that hungered for blood and battle.Their mounts do look similar to bears, yet no natural creature ever possessed such menacing presence. However, these horror bears have slimmer bodies and can run fast, their forms suggesting both power and supernatural agility.The terrifying creatures growl intermittently while baring their sharp teeth, showing their thirst for blood that ran deeper than mortal hunger. Their eyes glowed with an inner fire that spoke of magic and menace combine
Wolves on the Horizon.
"They are still waiting to launch their attack on the western edge of the city, positioned like wolves preparing to strike at sheep." The image he painted was one of imminent danger, predators circling their prey."They are hiding their faces and appearances behind black cloaks that flutter in the wind like the wings of carrion birds!" Each detail he provided painted a picture of supernatural menace."Their leader is wearing a golden cloak that gleams like captured sunlight, marking him as one of great importance among the shadow warriors!" The young soldier's report continued with growing confidence.Hearing the young soldier's report, the four generals and the young judge were shocked, their faces pale as morning mist. They immediately drew their swords with the fluid motion of seasoned warriors, steel singing as it cleared leather sheaths."How dare they! That cursed Udristan has stolen the initiative by attacking us first, striking like a serpent in the darkness." Dawa, the comman
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