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He who silenced the Sloth
The fight was beginning to be one-sided.Dorian's copied techniques had carried him far, farther than anyone had a right to expect. The ancient patterns he had learned from Lord Elric's fight had kept him alive through the first brutal minutes of the battle. The fluid movements, the strikes that flowed from one to the next, the way he moved like water around Warjon's lazy swings—it had all worked. But it wasn't enough. It had never been enough.Warjon's golden blade sang with every clash. Each impact sent a note ringing through the air—soft, haunting, beautiful. And each note stole a little more of Dorian's strength. Each chord drained a little more of his will. His arms felt like lead. His legs trembled beneath him. His vision blurred at the edges, the ruins around him becoming soft and unfocused, the broken walls and scattered stones swimming in his vision.His whole body was covered in wounds. Cuts on his arms from blocked strikes that had gotten through, the flesh split and bleedi
The Cracks in the Ice
Lex led the column through the gates of Crown's Seat as the sun began to set.The golden light painted the city walls in shades of orange and red, but no one stopped to admire it. Soldiers rushed past, carrying supplies, reinforcing barricades, shouting orders. Citizens hurried through the streets, their arms full of food and water and blankets. Children clung to their parents' hands, their eyes wide with fear.The city was preparing for siege. The gates were being reinforced. The walls were being manned. Every able-bodied person was being put to work.Lyra rushed to help the wounded as soon as the column stopped.Her hands glowed with soft white light as she moved from person to person, her blue hair coming loose from its braid. She healed cuts, closed wounds, eased pain. Her face was calm, but her hands were shaking. She had never seen so many injured at once."Stay still," she said to a young soldier whose arm was burned. "This will only take a moment."The soldier nodded, his face
The Cold Against the Pride
Dorian moved before anyone could stop him.His curved blade swept through the air in a wide arc, forcing Warjon to step back. The Sin of Sloth blinked slowly, his empty eyes following Dorian's movements with lazy interest. His fine armor gleamed in the grey light, untouched by the dust and rubble around them."You're still standing," Warjon said. His voice was slow, drawling, as if even speaking was too much effort. "That's inconvenient.""Get used to it," Dorian replied.He attacked again.His blade traced patterns in the air—spirals, arcs, strikes that seemed to flow from one to the next without pause. The movements were fluid, graceful, almost dance-like. His boots scraped against the broken ground. His breath came in short, sharp bursts.Lex recognized the movements.The fighting style from Lord Elric's manor. The technique that could counter Sloth's draining power. The lost art that had been passed down through generations, fragmented, incomplete, but still deadly.Warjon's eyes
The Weight of Sloth
Lex struggled to stand against the crushing weight of exhaustion.His limbs were heavy, his eyes drooping, his mind foggy. The ring on his finger pulsed weakly, its blue light flickering like a dying candle in a storm. Around him, his squad lay on the ground in various states of collapse. Dorian was on his back, staring at the grey sky, his chest rising and falling in slow, labored breaths. Kaela slumped against a broken wall, her bow still in her hand but her arm too weak to lift it. The brothers were on their knees, their yellow eyes dimmed, their heads bowed. Vincent lay motionless, his white hair spread across the dirt, the ring on his finger barely glowing. Guiller and Tarek struggled to stay upright, leaning on each other for support.Sloth stood before them, his fine armor gleaming in the grey light. The gold and silver plates were immaculate, untouched by the dust and rubble around him. His dark hair was messy, unkempt, falling across his forehead in tangled strands. His face
The Three Fronts
The tent at Thornwall was thick with tension.The canvas walls flapped in the morning wind, but no one noticed. The torches flickered, casting dancing shadows on the maps spread across the tables. The air was heavy, thick with the smell of old parchment and burning oil.Prince Reign sat at the Aurelia table, his fingers drumming on the wood. The sound was soft, rhythmic, annoying. His squad stood behind him—Cedric with his hand on his sword, his jaw tight, his eyes fixed on the map. Princess Lyra sat beside her brother, her blue eyes fixed on the lines and symbols drawn across the parchment.Across from them, Prince Aldric of Heartland leaned back in his chair, his face pale, his eyes tired. Dark circles ringed them. He looked older than he had any right to look. The weight of his crown seemed heavier than it had been months ago. Beside him, the Grimreach commander sat in silence, his scarred face unreadable, his hands folded on the table.Two messengers had come. Two attacks. Two fro
The Eve of War
Lex gathered his squad in the palace courtyard as the morning sun climbed slowly over the walls.The stone beneath their feet was cold and damp, still wet from the rain that had fallen overnight. Water dripped from the eaves of the buildings, plinking into puddles on the cobblestones. Guards patrolled the battlements above, their armor gleaming dully in the pale light. Their footsteps echoed in the quiet morning. Servants crossed the courtyard with baskets of laundry and trays of food, their footsteps hurried, their heads down.Dorian leaned against a stone pillar, his arms crossed over his chest. His boots were scuffed. His shirt was untucked. He looked like he had just rolled out of bed."So," he said. "What's the plan? Where are we heading?""I don't know yet," Lex said. "We're waiting for news. The king will tell us where we're needed.""Waiting. My favorite."Kaela was checking her bowstring, running her fingers along the fibers, testing the tension. She didn't look up. "We're al
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