Chapter 24
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Prelude to a Fight
Soldiers are standing still while the rain is rhythmically pouring. Bathing on the bad weather, the people in the army feel their skin becoming soft; but, it won't wrinkle easily since their body is built up and-or-either already adoptable, so they can against any situation if possible, for survival, or etc.
Staring beyond, this old man —no! he's Altrass; undergoes a premonition. It visualizes to his eyes. Two long thin and floating swords are clashing inside the round ring and on the outside is surrounded by identical sculptures—figures of faceless humans, facing inside.
Each time one of the swords successfully thrusts forward and goes through the opposing one, behind the other sword, a sculpture suffers the separation of any part of its body. As the clashing goes on, some of the sculptures burn to ashes.
His consciousness recovers as a paled young man appears and outbalances at the front. This alerts those nearby soldiers of Altrass. Maritis appears also. She supports and keeps this exhausted man (in pain) to stand. Above the walls, Zahamara is confused, worried, and angry about what he's seen in front of his enemy.
"I didn't expect that you'll come here by yourself young prince." And Altrass grins. "You're a fool believing too much in your credibility. Are you aware of how heavy the responsibility concerning your presence here?" Altrass laughs, and then he announces to his army, "This shows he isn't caring for his people! Either way it isn't in my concern!"
Ruame's eyes pour tears. His chest is shaken. And his teeth gnash. Maritis' lips just smile and her eyes are sad staring at the face of Ruame. He yells, "I don't care anymore! I must do what I must as my dedication and obligation for my people!"
"Huh? Then release the barrier at once, so this war will be over."
"That I can't take into account— (cough, cough)."
"Stubborn as ever, my men! Suggest any kind of treatment for him to recognize our desire!"
"Hostage! Torture!" has yelled by someone, and it continually yells by Altrass army. They've asked it for an immediate action, too intimidating, hindering the prince to speak.
Am I such a failure? has thought by Raume. He hears a woman's voice whispers near his ear,
"I've been allowed to obey your command. Just say your words, my prince," has assured by Maritis.
While Altrass observes Raume, the young prince cries something and then vomits blood. Altrass raises his hand— gaining the attention of anyone —and he swings down, making the loud of the crowd minimizes until they silence. "Did you say something, prince?"
"At least, hear me out…"
"You seem like going to die." He's grinning. "Come on! Spit out your nonsense!"
His eyes are really weary and still pouring tears. Not sure if he's cold or hot; considering the rain is pressuring his body. And his body is trembling along by the pain inside his chest. He points his finger at the opposing person. "Your leader is invited by my sister to come at the throne. Any of my side that will confront our orders or commit harm against your side will be executed immediately if it weren't for self-defense. To assure his safety…" He loses conscious. Maritis disappears while she carries him as they appear above the walls behind of Jelfyr.
Zahamara yells and commands some of his troops to bring the prince to a medic or physician—he doesn't care anymore. He and Maritis talk afterwards.
"Sire, they've escaped!" Dakul has stated.
"I allow them to." Closing his eyes, settling and equilibrizing each event that comes to his mind. "Ramon!"
Kneeling in one knee, wearing a cloak, and only the eyes are could be seen, a person appears beside Altrass. "Forgive me sire, but my investigation prevails her disappearance. She isn't even at the kingdom neither in the fringe," Ramon has reasoned.
Altrass sighs, and he gazes at the walled kingdom. "Raise the blue flag!" has yelled by Altrass making his soldiers to obey and mutter. The soldiers above the walls reply by swinging a flag in similar color—the war is halted!
Afterwards Altrass' attention is on his platoon. He lets them marching heading into the woods for temporary settlement despite of their dispute, leaving him alongside of the selected five people heading into the open gate of the walled kingdom. He's thrilled by the premonition he saw.
Premonition or prophecy
Senses sometimes trigger these words
Speaking of the devil—look
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Prelude to a Fight
Soldiers are standing still while the rain is rhythmically pouring. Bathing on the bad weather, the people in the army feel their skin becoming soft; but, it won't wrinkle easily since their body is built up and-or-either already adoptable, so they can against any situation if possible, for survival, or etc.
Staring beyond, this old man —no! he's Altrass; undergoes a premonition. It visualizes to his eyes. Two long thin and floating swords are clashing inside the round ring and on the outside is surrounded by identical sculptures—figures of faceless humans, facing inside.
Each time one of the swords successfully thrusts forward and goes through the opposing one, behind the other sword, a sculpture suffers the separation of any part of its body. As the clashing goes on, some of the sculptures burn to ashes.
His consciousness recovers as a paled young man appears and outbalances at the front. This alerts those nearby soldiers of Altrass. Maritis appears also. She supports and keeps this exhausted man (in pain) to stand. Above the walls, Zahamara is confused, worried, and angry about what he's seen in front of his enemy.
"I didn't expect that you'll come here by yourself young prince." And Altrass grins. "You're a fool believing too much in your credibility. Are you aware of how heavy the responsibility concerning your presence here?" Altrass laughs, and then he announces to his army, "This shows he isn't caring for his people! Either way it isn't in my concern!"
Ruame's eyes pour tears. His chest is shaken. And his teeth gnash. Maritis' lips just smile and her eyes are sad staring at the face of Ruame. He yells, "I don't care anymore! I must do what I must as my dedication and obligation for my people!"
"Huh? Then release the barrier at once, so this war will be over."
"That I can't take into account— (cough, cough)."
"Stubborn as ever, my men! Suggest any kind of treatment for him to recognize our desire!"
"Hostage! Torture!" has yelled by someone, and it continually yells by Altrass army. They've asked it for an immediate action, too intimidating, hindering the prince to speak.
Am I such a failure? has thought by Raume. He hears a woman's voice whispers near his ear,
"I've been allowed to obey your command. Just say your words, my prince," has assured by Maritis.
While Altrass observes Raume, the young prince cries something and then vomits blood. Altrass raises his hand— gaining the attention of anyone —and he swings down, making the loud of the crowd minimizes until they silence. "Did you say something, prince?"
"At least, hear me out…"
"You seem like going to die." He's grinning. "Come on! Spit out your nonsense!"
His eyes are really weary and still pouring tears. Not sure if he's cold or hot; considering the rain is pressuring his body. And his body is trembling along by the pain inside his chest. He points his finger at the opposing person. "Your leader is invited by my sister to come at the throne. Any of my side that will confront our orders or commit harm against your side will be executed immediately if it weren't for self-defense. To assure his safety…" He loses conscious. Maritis disappears while she carries him as they appear above the walls behind of Jelfyr.
Zahamara yells and commands some of his troops to bring the prince to a medic or physician—he doesn't care anymore. He and Maritis talk afterwards.
"Sire, they've escaped!" Dakul has stated.
"I allow them to." Closing his eyes, settling and equilibrizing each event that comes to his mind. "Ramon!"
Kneeling in one knee, wearing a cloak, and only the eyes are could be seen, a person appears beside Altrass. "Forgive me sire, but my investigation prevails her disappearance. She isn't even at the kingdom neither in the fringe," Ramon has reasoned.
Altrass sighs, and he gazes at the walled kingdom. "Raise the blue flag!" has yelled by Altrass making his soldiers to obey and mutter. The soldiers above the walls reply by swinging a flag in similar color—the war is halted!
Afterwards Altrass' attention is on his platoon. He lets them marching heading into the woods for temporary settlement despite of their dispute, leaving him alongside of the selected five people heading into the open gate of the walled kingdom. He's thrilled by the premonition he saw.
Premonition or prophecy
Senses sometimes trigger these words
Speaking of the devil—look
Prelude to a FightSoldiers are standing still while the rain is rhythmically pouring. Bathing on the bad weather, the people in the army feel their skin becoming soft; but, it won't wrinkle easily since their body is built up and-or-either already adoptable, so they can against any situation if possible, for survival, or etc.Staring beyond, this old man no! he's Altrass; undergoes a premonition. It visualizes to his eyes. Two long thin and floating swords are clashing inside the round ring and on the outside is surrounded by identical sculpturesfigures of faceless humans, facing inside.Each time one of the swords successfully thrusts forward and goes through the opposing one, behind the other sword, a sculpture suffers the separation of any part of its body. As the clashing goes on, some of the sculptures burn to ashes.His consciousness recovers as a paled young man appears and outbalances at the front. This alerts those nearby soldiers of Altrass. Maritis appears also. She supports and keeps this exhausted man in pain to stand. Above the walls, Zahamara is confused, worried, and angry about what he's seen in front of his enemy."I didn't expect that you'll come here by yourself young prince." And Altrass grins. "You're a fool believing too much in your credibility. Are you aware of how heavy the responsibility concerning your presence here?" Altrass laughs, and then he announces to his army, "This shows he isn't caring for his people! Either way it isn't in my concern!"Ruame's eyes pour tears. His chest is shaken. And his teeth gnash. Maritis' lips just smile and her eyes are sad staring at the face of Ruame. He yells, "I don't care anymore! I must do what I must as my dedication and obligation for my people!""Huh? Then release the barrier at once, so this war will be over.""That I can't take into account cough, cough.""Stubborn as ever, my men! Suggest any kind of treatment for him to recognize our desire!""Hostage! Torture!" has yelled by someone, and it continually yells by Altrass army. They've asked it for an immediate action, too intimidating, hindering the prince to speak.Am I such a failure? has thought by Raume. He hears a woman's voice whispers near his ear,"I've been allowed to obey your command. Just say your words, my prince," has assured by Maritis.While Altrass observes Raume, the young prince cries something and then vomits blood. Altrass raises his hand gaining the attention of anyone and he swings down, making the loud of the crowd minimizes until they silence. "Did you say something, prince?""At least, hear me out""You seem like going to die." He's grinning. "Come on! Spit out your nonsense!"His eyes are really weary and still pouring tears. Not sure if he's cold or hot; considering the rain is pressuring his body. And his body is trembling along by the pain inside his chest. He points his finger at the opposing person. "Your leader is invited by my sister to come at the throne. Any of my side that will confront our orders or commit harm against your side will be executed immediately if it weren't for self-defense. To assure his safety" He loses conscious. Maritis disappears while she carries him as they appear above the walls behind of Jelfyr.Zahamara yells and commands some of his troops to bring the prince to a medic or physicianhe doesn't care anymore. He and Maritis talk afterwards."Sire, they've escaped!" Dakul has stated."I allow them to." Closing his eyes, settling and equilibrizing each event that comes to his mind. "Ramon!"Kneeling in one knee, wearing a cloak, and only the eyes are could be seen, a person appears beside Altrass. "Forgive me sire, but my investigation prevails her disappearance. She isn't even at the kingdom neither in the fringe," Ramon has reasoned.Altrass sighs, and he gazes at the walled kingdom. "Raise the blue flag!" has yelled by Altrass making his soldiers to obey and mutter. The soldiers above the walls reply by swinging a flag in similar colorthe war is halted!Afterwards Altrass' attention is on his platoon. He lets them marching heading into the woods for temporary settlement despite of their dispute, leaving him alongside of the selected five people heading into the open gate of the walled kingdom. He's thrilled by the premonition he saw.Premonition or prophecySenses sometimes trigger these wordsSpeaking of the devillook
