Dan may have forgotten his memories, but his values and sensibilities were the same. For now, Sasha and Raul decided to keep Dan’s memory loss to themselves. Thus, they were able to secure the forces of the remaining two lords, though they do not amount to much. Dan, though he lost his memory, through his knowledge, seems to retain a fair amount of the know-how about the Fronteir and the barrier. While Raul and Dan got busy with the movement of the army, Sasha returned to the mountain kingdom once more, to put the affairs of the mountain kingdom in order. Meanwhile, the capital was boiling. Darius was delivered by Sasha to a nearby mountain in the dead of the night. It was a starless night. Within the snow and dark of the night, the Moon snow almost seems to vanish into the very scenery if it wishes to do so. This journey would have taken a full two months, in Winter, Darius realized. For once, he liked working under a boss who’s more knowledgeable than him, if not as knowledge
Flayers had never been good people. In fact, they are the bogey men of the Winterland. Children stopped crying at their names, even the birds stopped chittering when their flags passed by. Vultures roamed in the sky above them, for there will always be a trail of dead bodies where Flayers pass. It did not matter Vultures are not really cold place birds; people believed it, for with as many dead bodies around, vultures must fly back from all corners of the world. Surprisingly, in the case of Flayers, the stereotype is true to the last ‘T’, in fact, one could say, they were worse. In the age of heroes, others starved to death, while Flayers feasted on the dead bodies. They survived till the end of winter, and their strength grew. When the new age began, Flayers discovered that Cannibalism was not in style. It’s alright if it’s not in style, the problem is, the person who doesn’t like it has a stronger fist than themselves. Thus, they surrendered, conformed to common practices, but
Sasha may be physically in the mountain kingdom, but that did not mean she was ignorant of the affairs of the Winterland. The moment she landed on the ground, she sent out her consciousness once more. Past half a month, she had been too afraid to split her consciousness. Ifrit’s spell scared her more than she would like to admit. First, she was unable to see the magic he used when her consciousness was in an animal, or connected with Moonsnow. She was able to vaguely see it when she flew out of her body, yet stayed together with her body at the same time. The magic is concentrated in one place. However, like dandelion fluff, the slimy black strands of magic flew all over the place, like a sinister miasma. As long as those strands touch her soul form, they would be able to hurt her permanently, Sasha realized. Those black blazing malice could even cut through all the ice weapons she builds with her mind power. There were only two things that could stop them. One, they touch so
While the Snorcs are shocked about how easy it is to move distance, envying how good the winter men had it all these days, the winter men themselves were reeling back at the ease of the march. They had been prepared to lose a nose here, and a toe there, but there’s no such thing as of now. Their hats are well covered and warm. The shoes are not worn from outside like usual, but from inside, for the road is made of ice, and has very little wear compared to their own smelly feet. The surprise they had when they arrived at the camping field is even greater. The entire camping ground was surrounded with a six foot tall and six foot wide wall, with one entrance opening into the forest, another opening into the road. The wall still had two feet tall parapet, with murder holes. Inside the camp, it was divided into long maze-like long halls, formed of a foot high ice, six feet tall pillars, and a drooping roof on one side, and short slanted slope facing towards the inside. In the center
Rogue entered the birthing chamber with the poisoned bowl in his hands. Nightshade is odorless and does not turn silver to black. The bowl servants have given him is silver, with wolf emblems. Obviously, a Winterchild family heirloom. Thus, when Bettie Troll took the bowl, she did not suspect poison at all. She has been a docile girl for the most part, obedient, and hard working. She may be a little more sturdier than what most lords would prefer, thus, she was fairly happy when lord Flayer married her. After all, she did not know Flayer history. For the fear of ruining the marriage, Walter Troll ordered the caste to keep mum about Flayers. On top of that, there is that innate fear they felt towards lord Flayer, so they kept mum about the details. After coming to the north, instead of the skull fort, Bettie entered the strong but cozy strongfort, making her even more unaware of the cruel nature of her husband or his bastard son. The servants didn’t like her much, but Bettie chal
Much of the Flayer army is filled with the same kind of men as Lord Flayer. Ambitious, willing to do anything for money and power. They have no regard for women, old and children, their first priority has always been themselves. After some time watching over this Army, Sasha determined they do not need to go to a great length to save these men. Most of them had survived by sacrificing their comrades, those that didn’t, only did so because they had been cowardly enough to stay back. However, there is a very simple unanimous sentiment among this cowardly and cruel army. The words of Rogue Flayer could not be disobeyed. The man is far too cruel and tenacious for any of them to run, much less fight dirty. Rogue had a batch of five hundred most hard hearted and psychotic killers on the field, while the rest were soldiers trained by late Lord Flayer. Rogue’s name is notorious enough for them to stay their hands from rebelling. Even if they rebel, where are they going to go ? They ha
Neil hopped into Rudy’s boat, to talk to him. The moment he shook hands with the boy, a strange current passed through him. [ Khazhan’s aura detected. ] [ Collect Khazhan’s aura ? ] ( yes ) ( no ) Neil watched the people around him. It seems they did not see the console at all. Neil pressed yes. The next minute, there was a sound in the air, like someone cut an cello string. It broke with a distinct ‘ Twang ‘ That resonated with anger in Neil’s soul. There was a slight ripple on the stone still surface of the black sea. None of them saw it, but they all felt it. Something washed over all of them, moving away from them. Neil, unable to resist it, activated kraken eyes. There.. He saw it. A membrane made of distinctly multicolored lights is rolling over to them, then, rolling through them, then away from them. It’s like an unstable spherical jelly, wobbling on the sea. ‘ What in the world is that ? ‘ Neil exclaimed inside his mind. [ Time Worm. ] [ Kh
Since Adele is down, there’s no one who could move the ranch. Neil could, technically drive the raft, given his original skill is auto-navigate, but that consumes mana from Adele, who was recovering from being on death’s door. Even so, they could not remain on this brine ocean. Despite being better than the caustic pool they once fell into, this ocean’s salinity is not too far off. Thus, he used his own power to move the rafts at snail’s pace towards the halocline. The halocline is extremely defined in this particular ocean, given it went from ‘evil brine ‘ to ‘distilled water ‘. He did not notice when they came in, but there was a layer of steam in between the ocean and the brine lake. Neil stopped before he moved out. “ Record coordinates. We will call it Dungeon of the North.” Neil commanded Jack. [ yes ] Jack answered succinctly. After being outed as a serial killer pirate, Jack is laying low. Jack was the second on the list of killer soulskills, after Sage. However,