CHAPTER 12
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REINCARNATION
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ELFISIUS
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Trying to steer a mule to the right track can be very
tedious but when the necessary force is applied, it goes
where it is commanded. In my own case, I tried to show
Lucien the way but his stubbornness is nothing
compared to that of a mule. He refused to listen to my
pleas of diplomacy rather than brute force. I know it’s
been a while since he got involved in a battle and his
gift must be probably yearning for one, but trying to
burn down a kingdom just because of that is not the
way to go. He has always wanted to take control of the
North just as his father but that greed brought a man
so powerful to the grave and I don’t why he thinks his
case will be different. How Nero died exactly is still a
mystery as many said that someone whom we do not
know for certain turned one of his spells against him.
Lucien believes that strange person is no other than
Melfisius; a man who could be called Nero’s flesh and
blood. Lucien believes his father was betrayed by one
he called brother and has vowed to get him any chance
he got. He has one now and he has dedicated a few of
the gordands to bring him back in chains.
If he has just the intention of getting just the wizard
then he should carry that out quietly rather than kill so
many innocents because of a single man. My words
weren’t deem worthy of listening to and so he ordered
for the men of steel and quite a number of the gifted
ones. I expected him to lead the charge after all of his
words of rage and all but instead he decided to stay in
his palace and ordered my old bones to carry out his
evil plans. I was surprised at his decision to stay in the
palace, why doesn’t he want to lead the charge? Why
stay behind if he was so eager to taste blood again or
is he trying to avoid what happened to his father? If
that is the case, then it’s a wise choice from him. I
decided to put the young king and his strange decisions
aside and carry out the task at hand.
It took nearly a day for the legions of steel to get
ready with their commanders taking charge of their
divisions. I summoned the best of the gifted ones
available as some didn’t see any sense in wrecking havoc
on a little kingdom because a child said so. Of course,
they wouldn’t say such in the presence of the ‘child’ as
a single stare from him will make them change their
minds but I allowed them stay and went with the ones
who wanted to go. We left the next morning matching
towards the North and by nightfall, we should be
working to pulling down the high walls of the kingdom. I
wasn’t comfortable with what I was about to do but
then the foolish king didn’t help himself by going after
the one man that could end Lucien. it was an
unnecessary move and at the end, it didn’t work out as
he thought it would and now his subjects will pay for his
stupidity. A party to plead on his behalf should have
been sent but Lucien would have demanded for the
head of Melfisius, something the king might be hesitant
to give. I wish I could help here but this was beyond me
and I am bound to obey my king.
We were just one town away from the little kingdom
when I suddenly felt the powerful aura of a gifted one
as I couldn’t say for certain if he was a wizard or a
sorcerer but I could tell it was from a man. The aura
was all about rage, in its purest form. A rage that
couldn’t be compared to that of all the gifted ones
with me which includes myself. I heard murmuring
among the gifted with me; they must have felt the
aura too. Even the gordands looked worried; whoever
was coming had no joy in him.
I calmed the nerves of the gifted with me and ordered
them to hold their tongue in order not to unsettle the
soldiers. I urged us to continue our march towards the
North, the wizards and sorcerers didn’t look convinced
but they obeyed me anyway. The aura kept coming
closer and closer and finally it revealed itself to be the
other golden destiny who managed to escape from me. I
was surprised to see him and stopped my horse and the
others followed my lead. What was he after that led
him towards our way? Was he going after Lucien? I
waited for him to stop his charge and he did. There was
a woman behind him and then another woman too was
with him. The last woman was Nyasa, Lucien’s favorite
gordand.
“Where are you headed, young man.” I asked the
enraged man.
“Kieran, please don’t do this. Let’s go back; I don’t
want to lose you too.” The strange woman with him said
but he ignored what she said and answered my question.
“I am here for Lucien, where is he?” he asked.
“What arrogance! I will pretend I didn’t see you. Do as
the young woman said and return from whence you
came.” I replied him
“Leave my way, old man. I won’t say it again.” He told
me. I laughed and repeated what I earlier said and he
did as I said. He turned his horse around and then rode
back where he came. I thought he had gone until he
suddenly turned around and charged towards me and
my men. I stood my ground and my men did the same.
When he was close to me, I felt the ground rumble and
the sky darkened. The sudden rumble of the ground
knocked the soldiers off their feet but those on horses
managed to hold on. I wondered how he was able to do
it, but I will find the answer to that later. I sent forth
some men towards him but a lightning strike went
through them and turned them to burnt flesh. This man
had every intention to do as he said. The gifted ones
among me were scared to attack which forced me to
respond with the cursed flames. Immediately, I did
that, the gordands with me surrounded me with their
horses to protect me from the attacks of the man. The
hunter stopped my cursed flames and hurled it back
towards me and then added a powerful lightening strike
to it. I didn’t see the lightening coming as my focus
was on the flames. If it hadn’t been for the gordands,
I would have been dead.
His attacks went back towards him as they couldn’t
seem to penetrate the gordands. He once again sent
them towards my men who were charging towards him.
Their screams of agony pierced my heart as the
unfortunate ones hit by the flames burned to the
ground. His strange ability to redirect attacks made it
impossible for me to think of anything to use to harm
him. I had to think of something quickly before he finds
a way to get to me but nothing came to my head.
Facing him was just like facing Lucien only that he had
so much rage burning in him. How long before he
manages to get the women away from me. My answer
was given quickly as he once again caused the ground to
shake and then a wind came from the north and swept
us off our feet. He charged towards me after that and
then stopped when he got to me. He looked at the
gordands with me for a while. He didn’t seem to find
what he was looking for and then turned his attention
to me.
“That’s enough, Kieran. You have your passage way now,
there is no need for any more killings.” The strange
woman said again. He stared at me for a while before
continuing on his journey towards the south. I thought
of getting up to follow him but I knew that I wouldn’t
last long with him. Lucien can take care of himself as
he has an army of both steel and magic and the walls
of the gordands to protect him from this mad man.
Moreover, they both carried the same powers, the
match was balanced.
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THE UNKNOWN
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“Melfisius, it’s time to carry out the final part of the
plan. Ask Rachel to lead our attacks towards the men
from the north. You and I need to follow the hunter to
the palace of the mad king. It’s time to take get what
was stolens from me centuries ago.”
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**************************
REINCARNATION
**************************
ELFISIUS
**************************
Trying to steer a mule to the right track can be very
tedious but when the necessary force is applied, it goes
where it is commanded. In my own case, I tried to show
Lucien the way but his stubbornness is nothing
compared to that of a mule. He refused to listen to my
pleas of diplomacy rather than brute force. I know it’s
been a while since he got involved in a battle and his
gift must be probably yearning for one, but trying to
burn down a kingdom just because of that is not the
way to go. He has always wanted to take control of the
North just as his father but that greed brought a man
so powerful to the grave and I don’t why he thinks his
case will be different. How Nero died exactly is still a
mystery as many said that someone whom we do not
know for certain turned one of his spells against him.
Lucien believes that strange person is no other than
Melfisius; a man who could be called Nero’s flesh and
blood. Lucien believes his father was betrayed by one
he called brother and has vowed to get him any chance
he got. He has one now and he has dedicated a few of
the gordands to bring him back in chains.
If he has just the intention of getting just the wizard
then he should carry that out quietly rather than kill so
many innocents because of a single man. My words
weren’t deem worthy of listening to and so he ordered
for the men of steel and quite a number of the gifted
ones. I expected him to lead the charge after all of his
words of rage and all but instead he decided to stay in
his palace and ordered my old bones to carry out his
evil plans. I was surprised at his decision to stay in the
palace, why doesn’t he want to lead the charge? Why
stay behind if he was so eager to taste blood again or
is he trying to avoid what happened to his father? If
that is the case, then it’s a wise choice from him. I
decided to put the young king and his strange decisions
aside and carry out the task at hand.
It took nearly a day for the legions of steel to get
ready with their commanders taking charge of their
divisions. I summoned the best of the gifted ones
available as some didn’t see any sense in wrecking havoc
on a little kingdom because a child said so. Of course,
they wouldn’t say such in the presence of the ‘child’ as
a single stare from him will make them change their
minds but I allowed them stay and went with the ones
who wanted to go. We left the next morning matching
towards the North and by nightfall, we should be
working to pulling down the high walls of the kingdom. I
wasn’t comfortable with what I was about to do but
then the foolish king didn’t help himself by going after
the one man that could end Lucien. it was an
unnecessary move and at the end, it didn’t work out as
he thought it would and now his subjects will pay for his
stupidity. A party to plead on his behalf should have
been sent but Lucien would have demanded for the
head of Melfisius, something the king might be hesitant
to give. I wish I could help here but this was beyond me
and I am bound to obey my king.
We were just one town away from the little kingdom
when I suddenly felt the powerful aura of a gifted one
as I couldn’t say for certain if he was a wizard or a
sorcerer but I could tell it was from a man. The aura
was all about rage, in its purest form. A rage that
couldn’t be compared to that of all the gifted ones
with me which includes myself. I heard murmuring
among the gifted with me; they must have felt the
aura too. Even the gordands looked worried; whoever
was coming had no joy in him.
I calmed the nerves of the gifted with me and ordered
them to hold their tongue in order not to unsettle the
soldiers. I urged us to continue our march towards the
North, the wizards and sorcerers didn’t look convinced
but they obeyed me anyway. The aura kept coming
closer and closer and finally it revealed itself to be the
other golden destiny who managed to escape from me. I
was surprised to see him and stopped my horse and the
others followed my lead. What was he after that led
him towards our way? Was he going after Lucien? I
waited for him to stop his charge and he did. There was
a woman behind him and then another woman too was
with him. The last woman was Nyasa, Lucien’s favorite
gordand.
“Where are you headed, young man.” I asked the
enraged man.
“Kieran, please don’t do this. Let’s go back; I don’t
want to lose you too.” The strange woman with him said
but he ignored what she said and answered my question.
“I am here for Lucien, where is he?” he asked.
“What arrogance! I will pretend I didn’t see you. Do as
the young woman said and return from whence you
came.” I replied him
“Leave my way, old man. I won’t say it again.” He told
me. I laughed and repeated what I earlier said and he
did as I said. He turned his horse around and then rode
back where he came. I thought he had gone until he
suddenly turned around and charged towards me and
my men. I stood my ground and my men did the same.
When he was close to me, I felt the ground rumble and
the sky darkened. The sudden rumble of the ground
knocked the soldiers off their feet but those on horses
managed to hold on. I wondered how he was able to do
it, but I will find the answer to that later. I sent forth
some men towards him but a lightning strike went
through them and turned them to burnt flesh. This man
had every intention to do as he said. The gifted ones
among me were scared to attack which forced me to
respond with the cursed flames. Immediately, I did
that, the gordands with me surrounded me with their
horses to protect me from the attacks of the man. The
hunter stopped my cursed flames and hurled it back
towards me and then added a powerful lightening strike
to it. I didn’t see the lightening coming as my focus
was on the flames. If it hadn’t been for the gordands,
I would have been dead.
His attacks went back towards him as they couldn’t
seem to penetrate the gordands. He once again sent
them towards my men who were charging towards him.
Their screams of agony pierced my heart as the
unfortunate ones hit by the flames burned to the
ground. His strange ability to redirect attacks made it
impossible for me to think of anything to use to harm
him. I had to think of something quickly before he finds
a way to get to me but nothing came to my head.
Facing him was just like facing Lucien only that he had
so much rage burning in him. How long before he
manages to get the women away from me. My answer
was given quickly as he once again caused the ground to
shake and then a wind came from the north and swept
us off our feet. He charged towards me after that and
then stopped when he got to me. He looked at the
gordands with me for a while. He didn’t seem to find
what he was looking for and then turned his attention
to me.
“That’s enough, Kieran. You have your passage way now,
there is no need for any more killings.” The strange
woman said again. He stared at me for a while before
continuing on his journey towards the south. I thought
of getting up to follow him but I knew that I wouldn’t
last long with him. Lucien can take care of himself as
he has an army of both steel and magic and the walls
of the gordands to protect him from this mad man.
Moreover, they both carried the same powers, the
match was balanced.
**************************************
THE UNKNOWN
**************************************
“Melfisius, it’s time to carry out the final part of the
plan. Ask Rachel to lead our attacks towards the men
from the north. You and I need to follow the hunter to
the palace of the mad king. It’s time to take get what
was stolens from me centuries ago.”
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NYASA
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From the day that witch took Kieran and prevented me
from having my way with him; he has been quite distant
from me. His visits have become less and less, now he
barely looks at me when we meet. Most times, I see him
at the garden but I couldn’t be there with him as he is
always in a foul mood at that time of the day. He
smiles and laughs when he is with either of those
witches but when it is night, he becomes something
else. Nevertheless, his avoidance didn’t stop me from
watching him grow in both power and rage. I could feel
his aura from afar and it was beautiful as it usually
makes the air crackle. He was becoming too close to the
other witch and most times, I see them in each other’s
arms. They looked more like lovers than teacher and
student. I was angry that another took my man right
under my nose but my rage soon changed to fear as I
knew that the woman knows of how Kieran’s family were
murdered. I feared that she might tell him and that
would cause him to hate me forever and even kill me.
She could do that to erase me as a rival for her lover
that’s if she sees me as one. She is beautiful but I am
too, though she might be taller with more flesh around
her hips but I have more flesh on my chest than hers.
There is something about me that just makes men want
me and Kieran was no exception, I was positive he would
return to me but that didn’t happen as my fears came
to pass.
The moment I felt the change in aura, I knew that she
must have told him how I made sure his wife was hung
from a tree. How I watched as two of Lucien’s men
fvcked the life out of his wife. How I watched as
Lucien took the light out of his daughter after her
horrifying screams and agonies. I heard the voices of
the other witches, I didn’t want to come out for fear
that I was the cause of this change in him but when I
didn’t hear anything again, I changed my mind. I left
my room for the space down of the quarters when I saw
him arguing with that witch. He was close to a horse
and his bags were on it, was he leaving without me? I
walked through the other witches who have decided to
watch the hunter and his lover trade words back and
forth. As I got closer to him, his rage seemed to go
closer to its release like a dried wood expecting the
tiny lights from the strike of two stones. I knew there
and then that I was the cause of the rage and I was
certain after the wood caught one of the lights and it
caught flames.
Lightening like nothing I have seen or felt before
descended on me the moment he set his eyes on me. If
I wasn’t a gordand, I would have been roasted before I
could bring up a shield. The strike didn’t hurt me but it
was viscous enough to sweep off my feet. I fell back
into the guardians’ close by who quickly let go off me
as soon as they could. It was really strange that the
lightening didn’t harm anyone of them but just focused
on me. That just showed how much Kieran wants me in
the underworld. He left after I didn’t die from the
strike and the witch followed him. I know he hates me
now more than Lucien but I still have a duty to do, I
must protect my master as I was certain that’s where
he was headed. I rushed to the stables and followed the
witch before the huge gate closes as I had no magic to
open it.
Kieran rode all day and barely had a rest in the night,
he was so eager to avenge the death of his family; he
cared less about his own safety. He looked at me with
malicious intents but he couldn’t kill me, not with
magic. The witch tried really hard to convince to
change his mind but it didn’t work. She slept later on
but I couldn’t as I knew what would happen if I did. He
stared into the fire after he took his gaze from me
and I saw few tears drop from his eyes. I hated myself
that moment and I knew he would feel the same way
towards himself as he now knows that he fvcked the
woman who killed his wife.
He went back to the path that leads to the south and
by afternoon, he stopped his charge because right in
front of us was an army of steel and magic. Elphisius
was leading them and he promptly told Kieran to turn
back and return the way he came. Kieran did after a
little resistance but I knew it was just a move from him
to make the men feel calm and relaxed. The man I saw
crying with a lot of rage burning in him will rather die
than return without the head of Lucien in his arms.
Elphisius and his men were fooled by what Kieran did
and unsurprisingly, he turned back and did what I have
never seen done before, not even Lucien has done such.
He made the ground shake without stretching out his
arms or reciting any spells like other wizards do. The
men on foot fell but those on horses were able to hold
on. Elphisius sent the cursed flames towards Kieran and
my sisters immediately surrounded him to protect him
from the hunter’s next attacks which took place
immediately. Kieran returned the flames to its creator
and almost immediately, another lightening strike
similar to the one he summoned on me followed the
flames.
The wall of my sisters protecting the old wizard
prevented him from being killed and when the attacks
returned to Kieran after they couldn’t go through the
magical barrier, he turned them towards the men who
were foolishly charging towards him. Kieran was ruthless
and brutal and he showed a glimpse of what he might
do to me after he must have been through with Lucien
by causing the ground to shake once more and sending
forth a powerful wind that brought down my sisters to
the ground. He charged towards Elphisius but instead
he lingered on the gordands and I knew he was looking
for the rest of us who were there when his family was
killed. They weren’t there and soon he turned his rage
towards the old wizard but the witch saved the man’s
life. He turned away from the wizard and rode through
the army who knew better than to do anything stupid.
He didn’t stop and got into the kingdom and reached
the palace just after the sun left for the moon. The
guards who were at the gate received the wrath of the
hunter. He got down from his horse to see another
army of both steel and magic waiting for him. These
men looked more determined than the men with
Elphisius and were ready to die for their king. Lucien
must have sensed the aura of the hunter to have this
people waiting for him.
“Kieran, don’t do this. These men know nothing about
the tragedy that befell your family. If you do this,
then you are no different from the man you seek to
kill.” Ellen said but as usual, Kieran ignored her and
continued with his onslaught. He moved back a little and
for the first time, he used his hands to initiate some
kind of spell. He down to his knees and picked a handful
of sands and then robbed them all over his hands and
then he blew the remaining into the wind.
Instantly, the ground shook more violently then I
remembered and a wind so powerful, it cut through the
huge walls of the palace like it was made of wood ran
through the men. It cut them in all forms and after a
while, what once stood as a host of men became nothing
but blood and flesh. He walked through them and
blasted anyone he saw heading his way with a weapon in
hand with lightening. He walked through the palace and
when he got close to where Lucien was, he took a sword
from one of the dead soldiers and waited for the witch
before charging through the shields that prevents
anyone without the consent of the King from passing
through. I walked through it as magic doesn’t affect
me. I saw him stop and stared at the wall of gordands
around Lucien. Two of my sisters who were there with
him that day were with Lucien. His rage rose to a whole
new level when he saw them and immediately, he tried
the trick he has been doing by shaking the ground and
summoning winds but it didn’t work as it seemed Lucien
countered it with something else. Kieran gave that up
and charged with his sword towards the women, I tried
to stop him this time but he gave me an elbow to my
right eye that almost blinded me.
Two of the women came after him but it wasn’t the
ones he was after. He countered the first attack from
the gordand with his sword and kicked the lower
stomach of the other one, making her stop in her
stride. The one he countered came at him with her
knife once more but he countered once again with much
more force, pushing her knife to her body rather than
his and quickly sliced her throat with another knife that
I didn’t see with him earlier. He ran through the other
one with his sword after she seemed to find it difficult
to stand after that kick from Kieran. He must have
broken some of her ribs. Two others left their master’s
side and screamed, charging rather foolishly towards
Kieran after seeing two of their own killed. Kieran
watched them come and when they were close he
disappeared and then appeared almost immediately in
their middle, slicing their throat at the same time.
Foolish of them to come charging at him at the same
time. The two he wanted stayed with their master and I
joined them too. We were the four who remained of the
six who murdered his family.
Lucien stood up from where he had been sitting on his
throne all this time and clapped for Kieran, I suppose.
"Well, playtime is over; it’s time to do what I should
have done a long time ago.” He said.
Kieran smiled and stretched his left hand out for the
witch to join him.
“Let me be your sword of vengeance.” I heard him say
to her before facing Lucien. It was time to see who
would win but as it stands, Kieran had the
disadvantage.
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NYASA
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From the day that witch took Kieran and prevented me
from having my way with him; he has been quite distant
from me. His visits have become less and less, now he
barely looks at me when we meet. Most times, I see him
at the garden but I couldn’t be there with him as he is
always in a foul mood at that time of the day. He
smiles and laughs when he is with either of those
witches but when it is night, he becomes something
else. Nevertheless, his avoidance didn’t stop me from
watching him grow in both power and rage. I could feel
his aura from afar and it was beautiful as it usually
makes the air crackle. He was becoming too close to the
other witch and most times, I see them in each other’s
arms. They looked more like lovers than teacher and
student. I was angry that another took my man right
under my nose but my rage soon changed to fear as I
knew that the woman knows of how Kieran’s family were
murdered. I feared that she might tell him and that
would cause him to hate me forever and even kill me.
She could do that to erase me as a rival for her lover
that’s if she sees me as one. She is beautiful but I am
too, though she might be taller with more flesh around
her hips but I have more flesh on my chest than hers.
There is something about me that just makes men want
me and Kieran was no exception, I was positive he would
return to me but that didn’t happen as my fears came
to pass.
The moment I felt the change in aura, I knew that she
must have told him how I made sure his wife was hung
from a tree. How I watched as two of Lucien’s men
fvcked the life out of his wife. How I watched as
Lucien took the light out of his daughter after her
horrifying screams and agonies. I heard the voices of
the other witches, I didn’t want to come out for fear
that I was the cause of this change in him but when I
didn’t hear anything again, I changed my mind. I left
my room for the space down of the quarters when I saw
him arguing with that witch. He was close to a horse
and his bags were on it, was he leaving without me? I
walked through the other witches who have decided to
watch the hunter and his lover trade words back and
forth. As I got closer to him, his rage seemed to go
closer to its release like a dried wood expecting the
tiny lights from the strike of two stones. I knew there
and then that I was the cause of the rage and I was
certain after the wood caught one of the lights and it
caught flames.
Lightening like nothing I have seen or felt before
descended on me the moment he set his eyes on me. If
I wasn’t a gordand, I would have been roasted before I
could bring up a shield. The strike didn’t hurt me but it
was viscous enough to sweep off my feet. I fell back
into the guardians’ close by who quickly let go off me
as soon as they could. It was really strange that the
lightening didn’t harm anyone of them but just focused
on me. That just showed how much Kieran wants me in
the underworld. He left after I didn’t die from the
strike and the witch followed him. I know he hates me
now more than Lucien but I still have a duty to do, I
must protect my master as I was certain that’s where
he was headed. I rushed to the stables and followed the
witch before the huge gate closes as I had no magic to
open it.
Kieran rode all day and barely had a rest in the night,
he was so eager to avenge the death of his family; he
cared less about his own safety. He looked at me with
malicious intents but he couldn’t kill me, not with
magic. The witch tried really hard to convince to
change his mind but it didn’t work. She slept later on
but I couldn’t as I knew what would happen if I did. He
stared into the fire after he took his gaze from me
and I saw few tears drop from his eyes. I hated myself
that moment and I knew he would feel the same way
towards himself as he now knows that he fvcked the
woman who killed his wife.
He went back to the path that leads to the south and
by afternoon, he stopped his charge because right in
front of us was an army of steel and magic. Elphisius
was leading them and he promptly told Kieran to turn
back and return the way he came. Kieran did after a
little resistance but I knew it was just a move from him
to make the men feel calm and relaxed. The man I saw
crying with a lot of rage burning in him will rather die
than return without the head of Lucien in his arms.
Elphisius and his men were fooled by what Kieran did
and unsurprisingly, he turned back and did what I have
never seen done before, not even Lucien has done such.
He made the ground shake without stretching out his
arms or reciting any spells like other wizards do. The
men on foot fell but those on horses were able to hold
on. Elphisius sent the cursed flames towards Kieran and
my sisters immediately surrounded him to protect him
from the hunter’s next attacks which took place
immediately. Kieran returned the flames to its creator
and almost immediately, another lightening strike
similar to the one he summoned on me followed the
flames.
The wall of my sisters protecting the old wizard
prevented him from being killed and when the attacks
returned to Kieran after they couldn’t go through the
magical barrier, he turned them towards the men who
were foolishly charging towards him. Kieran was ruthless
and brutal and he showed a glimpse of what he might
do to me after he must have been through with Lucien
by causing the ground to shake once more and sending
forth a powerful wind that brought down my sisters to
the ground. He charged towards Elphisius but instead
he lingered on the gordands and I knew he was looking
for the rest of us who were there when his family was
killed. They weren’t there and soon he turned his rage
towards the old wizard but the witch saved the man’s
life. He turned away from the wizard and rode through
the army who knew better than to do anything stupid.
He didn’t stop and got into the kingdom and reached
the palace just after the sun left for the moon. The
guards who were at the gate received the wrath of the
hunter. He got down from his horse to see another
army of both steel and magic waiting for him. These
men looked more determined than the men with
Elphisius and were ready to die for their king. Lucien
must have sensed the aura of the hunter to have this
people waiting for him.
“Kieran, don’t do this. These men know nothing about
the tragedy that befell your family. If you do this,
then you are no different from the man you seek to
kill.” Ellen said but as usual, Kieran ignored her and
continued with his onslaught. He moved back a little and
for the first time, he used his hands to initiate some
kind of spell. He down to his knees and picked a handful
of sands and then robbed them all over his hands and
then he blew the remaining into the wind.
Instantly, the ground shook more violently then I
remembered and a wind so powerful, it cut through the
huge walls of the palace like it was made of wood ran
through the men. It cut them in all forms and after a
while, what once stood as a host of men became nothing
but blood and flesh. He walked through them and
blasted anyone he saw heading his way with a weapon in
hand with lightening. He walked through the palace and
when he got close to where Lucien was, he took a sword
from one of the dead soldiers and waited for the witch
before charging through the shields that prevents
anyone without the consent of the King from passing
through. I walked through it as magic doesn’t affect
me. I saw him stop and stared at the wall of gordands
around Lucien. Two of my sisters who were there with
him that day were with Lucien. His rage rose to a whole
new level when he saw them and immediately, he tried
the trick he has been doing by shaking the ground and
summoning winds but it didn’t work as it seemed Lucien
countered it with something else. Kieran gave that up
and charged with his sword towards the women, I tried
to stop him this time but he gave me an elbow to my
right eye that almost blinded me.
Two of the women came after him but it wasn’t the
ones he was after. He countered the first attack from
the gordand with his sword and kicked the lower
stomach of the other one, making her stop in her
stride. The one he countered came at him with her
knife once more but he countered once again with much
more force, pushing her knife to her body rather than
his and quickly sliced her throat with another knife that
I didn’t see with him earlier. He ran through the other
one with his sword after she seemed to find it difficult
to stand after that kick from Kieran. He must have
broken some of her ribs. Two others left their master’s
side and screamed, charging rather foolishly towards
Kieran after seeing two of their own killed. Kieran
watched them come and when they were close he
disappeared and then appeared almost immediately in
their middle, slicing their throat at the same time.
Foolish of them to come charging at him at the same
time. The two he wanted stayed with their master and I
joined them too. We were the four who remained of the
six who murdered his family.
Lucien stood up from where he had been sitting on his
throne all this time and clapped for Kieran, I suppose.
"Well, playtime is over; it’s time to do what I should
have done a long time ago.” He said.
Kieran smiled and stretched his left hand out for the
witch to join him.
“Let me be your sword of vengeance.” I heard him say
to her before facing Lucien. It was time to see who
would win but as it stands, Kieran had the
disadvantage.
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**************************
ANNA
**************************
I should have known, I should have known. Oh dear
spirits, I have failed in my duty as mother guardian. I
have watched anarchy and chaos slowly build up under
my nose and now, they are now in the flesh. How blind
could I have been to the glaring signs the good spirits
deemed fit to show me but I never saw them. Rachel
was the seed planted by that king whom I know isn’t
truly who he claims to be. How Nero died now seems
clearer, he was killed by the one he betrayed.
There were rumours that they were both working on
necromancy but I thought it to be just hearsay as the
abilities to carry out such things were no longer in the
living. But now, I wished I had given more thoughts to
such ‘hearsay.’ Nero and the king were not just working
together through his proxy; Melfisius, to break the hold
on the ungifted, they were also working on bringing
back the spirit of one of those who had both sides of
the gift from centuries ago. Now, the spell was
complicated and almost impossible to carry out, but the
question I keep asking myself is why something like that
could cross any of their minds, except if they had the
perfect vessel to put that spirit. A reincarnation would
have sufficed but what if the original body of that
spirit never actually died; what if we have been fooled
all this time that they were working on some spell when
what was actually going on was putting back what should
remain separated for good reasons?
Nero must have found out about this and saw the
enormous power the king of the North will possess and
smartly deposited the spirit in his unborn child for safe
keeping. Of course, the spirit wasn’t meant for his
vessel and he won’t be able to access the full powers of
the spirit. Which explains why his gift isn’t balanced and
why he has been trying ever since to even the scale.
Now, if that were to be true, then Kieran’s balanced
gifts will suggest that the spirit and his vessel are one.
It will suggest that Kieran has walked this earth before
in the time of the golden generation. This means that
the good spirits sent Kieran to stop the original owner
of the vessel which is the King of the North as he is
said to be ungifted. He wasn’t sent to stop Lucien and
him fighting the mad king will pave the path for the
original vessel to come take what’s rightfully is. Oh
dear, how blind have I truly been?
This was what I was assigned to stop but I have let
happen. It’s too late to stop Kieran now as he must be
in the south already. The king of the North must have
been planning this for a long time now and must have
used the prophecy to guide himself till this point. I
should have seen through his request to have one of his
gifted ones trained by us. He actually sent her to
carry out his evil plans.
I heard someone enter my Chambers and turned to see
Claudia locking the doors behind her.
“Mother, why did you allow him leave?” she asked.
“All that is happening is beyond just the thirst for
vengeance. What is happening now has been foretold a
long time ago. Two of the golden destinies from time
past live amidst us as we speak.”
“Yes, we have two golden ones in the persons of Lucien
and Kieran, but…………”
“No, there is another who has been alive long before
Kieran and Lucien were born.”
“Another? Why haven’t we heard of him or sense his
gift all this time?”
“That’s because his gift was taken from him but now he
will have it back from the one that shouldn’t have
housed it in the first place.”
She looked confused after what I said,
“Lucien’s gift was unlocked after whatever his father
did to him; therefore the gift in him is his and his
alone. How can his gift be for another?”
“You are wrong in what you just said. No one born in
this generation will ever have his or her ungifted spirit
ever unlocked by any spell or ritual. It’s impossible, I
know that because the gift in Kieran is that of a spirit;
the spirit from his previous life on this earth. The king
of the North is something else as he has somehow
managed to keep himself alive all these years waiting
for one who has the special abilities of Necrocmacy to
walk this Earth again. He found that person in Nero
and he got him to do the work of bringing his locked
spirit from the Underworld, which Nero was able to do.
But instead of putting the powerful spirit in the right
vessel, Nero kept it in his unborn son, which account for
the unbalanced gift in Lucien.”
“You mean the king of the North is immortal?”
“He probably is, we can’t be certain.” “So, what does
this all means?” she asked. This was the reason why I
preferred discussing such things with Ellen, she is far
more intelligent than any guardian here, except
probably Rachel.
“It simply means I failed to see the unseen game that
couldn’t be killed. I failed in my duty to prevent
another tyrant from continuing from where Nero and
his son stopped. Kieran was sent to stop this man and
not Lucien. This man is actually the flesh of prophecy
and not Kieran. There are actually two reincarnations in
him and Kieran; one knows already but the other
doesn’t. I thought Kieran was the broken destiny but
now I know he is not; the king is the broken destiny
while Kieran is the sword of vengeance. Kieran is a
vengeful soul from the good spirits but the mystery
question is who this broken man is from?”
*************************************
ANNA
**************************
I should have known, I should have known. Oh dear
spirits, I have failed in my duty as mother guardian. I
have watched anarchy and chaos slowly build up under
my nose and now, they are now in the flesh. How blind
could I have been to the glaring signs the good spirits
deemed fit to show me but I never saw them. Rachel
was the seed planted by that king whom I know isn’t
truly who he claims to be. How Nero died now seems
clearer, he was killed by the one he betrayed.
There were rumours that they were both working on
necromancy but I thought it to be just hearsay as the
abilities to carry out such things were no longer in the
living. But now, I wished I had given more thoughts to
such ‘hearsay.’ Nero and the king were not just working
together through his proxy; Melfisius, to break the hold
on the ungifted, they were also working on bringing
back the spirit of one of those who had both sides of
the gift from centuries ago. Now, the spell was
complicated and almost impossible to carry out, but the
question I keep asking myself is why something like that
could cross any of their minds, except if they had the
perfect vessel to put that spirit. A reincarnation would
have sufficed but what if the original body of that
spirit never actually died; what if we have been fooled
all this time that they were working on some spell when
what was actually going on was putting back what should
remain separated for good reasons?
Nero must have found out about this and saw the
enormous power the king of the North will possess and
smartly deposited the spirit in his unborn child for safe
keeping. Of course, the spirit wasn’t meant for his
vessel and he won’t be able to access the full powers of
the spirit. Which explains why his gift isn’t balanced and
why he has been trying ever since to even the scale.
Now, if that were to be true, then Kieran’s balanced
gifts will suggest that the spirit and his vessel are one.
It will suggest that Kieran has walked this earth before
in the time of the golden generation. This means that
the good spirits sent Kieran to stop the original owner
of the vessel which is the King of the North as he is
said to be ungifted. He wasn’t sent to stop Lucien and
him fighting the mad king will pave the path for the
original vessel to come take what’s rightfully is. Oh
dear, how blind have I truly been?
This was what I was assigned to stop but I have let
happen. It’s too late to stop Kieran now as he must be
in the south already. The king of the North must have
been planning this for a long time now and must have
used the prophecy to guide himself till this point. I
should have seen through his request to have one of his
gifted ones trained by us. He actually sent her to
carry out his evil plans.
I heard someone enter my Chambers and turned to see
Claudia locking the doors behind her.
“Mother, why did you allow him leave?” she asked.
“All that is happening is beyond just the thirst for
vengeance. What is happening now has been foretold a
long time ago. Two of the golden destinies from time
past live amidst us as we speak.”
“Yes, we have two golden ones in the persons of Lucien
and Kieran, but…………”
“No, there is another who has been alive long before
Kieran and Lucien were born.”
“Another? Why haven’t we heard of him or sense his
gift all this time?”
“That’s because his gift was taken from him but now he
will have it back from the one that shouldn’t have
housed it in the first place.”
She looked confused after what I said,
“Lucien’s gift was unlocked after whatever his father
did to him; therefore the gift in him is his and his
alone. How can his gift be for another?”
“You are wrong in what you just said. No one born in
this generation will ever have his or her ungifted spirit
ever unlocked by any spell or ritual. It’s impossible, I
know that because the gift in Kieran is that of a spirit;
the spirit from his previous life on this earth. The king
of the North is something else as he has somehow
managed to keep himself alive all these years waiting
for one who has the special abilities of Necrocmacy to
walk this Earth again. He found that person in Nero
and he got him to do the work of bringing his locked
spirit from the Underworld, which Nero was able to do.
But instead of putting the powerful spirit in the right
vessel, Nero kept it in his unborn son, which account for
the unbalanced gift in Lucien.”
“You mean the king of the North is immortal?”
“He probably is, we can’t be certain.” “So, what does
this all means?” she asked. This was the reason why I
preferred discussing such things with Ellen, she is far
more intelligent than any guardian here, except
probably Rachel.
“It simply means I failed to see the unseen game that
couldn’t be killed. I failed in my duty to prevent
another tyrant from continuing from where Nero and
his son stopped. Kieran was sent to stop this man and
not Lucien. This man is actually the flesh of prophecy
and not Kieran. There are actually two reincarnations in
him and Kieran; one knows already but the other
doesn’t. I thought Kieran was the broken destiny but
now I know he is not; the king is the broken destiny
while Kieran is the sword of vengeance. Kieran is a
vengeful soul from the good spirits but the mystery
question is who this broken man is from?”
*************************************
**************************
LUCIEN
**************************
If only I didn’t need this old man, he would have been
walking in the underworld a long time ago. Sometimes,
he seems to forget I am the king and he is only an
adviser and therefore I can decide to do what I want
with his so called words of wisdom. This time, I didn’t
even ask for any of such words of wisdom or whatever,
I only called him to carry out a task for me but he
suddenly remembered his duty. The other time, he was
busy looking into what was not his concern and when he
knew he was going nowhere, he suddenly remembered he
had a duty to his king. Since he was quite interested in
the outcome of the battle and somehow been able to
see the hundreds of people die, I ordered him to lead
the first charge towards the city wall and I would
follow closely behind later. He bowed and left my
presence to begin the first strike against the might of
the North.
I actually decided against going towards the North
because for some reason, the gift I stole from the
hunter’s daughter suddenly started working after all
this time. I had this uneasy feeling about leading the
assault against the North and since my father got
himself killed doing the same thing I was about to do, I
stayed in the palace with six of my gordands.
Something was going to happen sooner or later to me,
so it’s wiser and safer for to be in my palace where I
have the advantage of both magic and steel.
I waited patiently for whatever was coming throughout
the whole day but nothing happened but the feeling
remained. I managed to sleep with my gordands
watching me. I woke up with a start; I knew what was
chasing me. The hunter was back from the forgotten
lands and he was coming for me. The Aura from him was
quite powerful and filled with rage. He must have
found out the way his family was killed as that could be
the only reason why he was filled with so much rage. He
must be quite determined and even a battalion will be
unable to stop him. I got up immediately from my bed
and washed myself before putting on my royal robes
for battle. My gordands were surprised at my dressing
but I just ignored them and ordered them to get the
experienced ones who were quite gifted and foot
soldiers to guard the entrance to the palace. Deep
down, I knew they wouldn’t be enough to stop this man
coming as his rage knew no bounds and as someone who
wields the same gift as he was, I knew that to be true.
I waited patiently in my court for the man to arrive
and the morning came and went yet he wasn’t here.
Afternoon came too and passed but the man was yet to
arrive yet I could still feel his rage from where I was. I
told the men at the gates of the palace to stand their
ground but I didn’t need to because as soon as it was
nightfall, we are heard lightening ripped through some
men outside. Immediately, the wall of steel and flesh
moved closer to me. I could feel his aura more closely
now and I could tell that he was the one who just
summoned the lightening. We awaited his next move to
take out the men in the outer yard and it came in a
marvelous way. I felt the ground shake with so much
force; it made cracks along the walls of my court. The
gordands looked at me with fear in their eyes as they
have never experienced magic like this before but they
had more reason to fear as the next attack made them
hold hands together and prayed to the good spirits. I
never actually knew they still prayed. The next attack
after the earth moving one was a wind so powerful it
caused some of the parts of my beautiful palace to
collapse. If the wind could destroy stones and rocks, it
was no surprise what it did to the humans at the outer
yard. Their screams were everything one could only
imagine and soon everything died down. There was
silence and quiet and when I didn’t hear anything for
quite some time, I sent the foot soldiers with me to see
what was happening. They didn’t come back as I heard
lightening and then agonizing screams.
The gordands stetched to cover me as we awaited the
hunter and he came with a very beautiful woman. I
wonder why he brought the woman but I was even more
surprised when I saw Nyasa behind him. How was she still
alive? If he was truly out for vengeance, why would he
spare the woman that hung his wife?
He was with a sword as he knew he couldn’t fight the
gordands with Magic. He moved back and then I felt his
aura change, he was about to perform a spell and
somehow I was able to know that he wanted to shake
the ground. I stopped the spell by doing the same thing
he was about to do, the ground didn’t shake and same
thing happened to the spell of the wind. He was
frustrated and so decided to use his sword, two of the
gordands went after him but he took care of them
easily. Another set charged towards and he slit their
throats like they were sheep on the slaughter table. I
was enraged by what he just did but also astonished at
his clinical moves. This was a hunter not a swordsman
and even if he was the latter, most cannot match one
of the gordands but he put down four without doing
much.
The remaining two were wise to remain with me and
Nyasa who was nearly blinded by the man joined me. I
applauded his effort but I had enough of the killings, it
was time to put an end to all of this. I decided against
using magic against him but instead watch him waste
valuable energy. He was fighting through his rage and
despite all of what he has displayed; he was still yet to
be one with his gift. The only way to defeat him was to
focus our attacks on the woman with him, which will
distract him and allow the gordands put their rage on
him. I began by sending both the cursed flames and
ordinary fire towards the woman. Immediately, I did,
Nyasa charged towards him. He stood in front of the
woman and soon as the flames touched him, they were
extinguished. He left her to fight off Nyasa but
before he could counter her attack, I sent lightening
towards her. This was a lightening, simple witches such
the woman with him couldn’t stop and he knew and once
again went in front of her. That distraction was enough
for Nyasa, the best fighter among the gordands to
strike him across his lower abdomen. He countered back
by striking her forehead with the hilt of his sword but
the damage had been done as he was already bleeding.
The cut was deep as he staggered back to his feet
after hitting Nyasa. I call forth Lightening from the
underworld and hurled it towards the woman, and this
time the rest of the gordands followed. He stopped the
lightening from killing the woman and opened himself to
another strike from Nyasa, who was already on her
feet. She struck her knife across the arm that held his
sword and that enabled the other two to attack him
without any hindrance. Celine struck at his rooster to
bring him down while Cara gave me a kick to his
bleeding stomach which brought him to his knees in
grunts and pains. He should never have brought a child
to the arena where men battled. Nyasa smiled and went
after the powerless woman but the hunter reacted
quickest and rose to his feet to pull Nyasa back by
dragging her hair. She screamed in pain but the other
two came to her rescue by drawing their knives across
his back and thighs. He quickly released the woman but
somehow when Nyasa went towards the woman, she
couldn’t seem to touch the woman. Magic doesn’t work
on them so why would a shield made of magic prevent
Nyasa from doing what she wanted with the woman?
I left the woman and focused on the weak hunter who
was now at my mercy. His rage wasn’t enough to give
him his vengeance. I moved closer to him as Celine held
a knife across his throat and Cara kept playing with
the deep cut on his arm with her knife.
“You failed to save your family and once again you
failed to get them vengeance, what a failure of a man.
A man as yourself shouldn’t be alive.” I said as I gazed
into his eyes but instead of frowning, he smiled. He
spat out blood and then suddenly I realized why he sent
a shield so powerful it surpassed the spell on the
gordands, he was about to release his light. I wasn’t
fast enough to erect a shield before he release his gift
in the form of a light so powerful, no lightening could
be compared to it. The foundations of my palace were
shaken and then I felt something move through me
which made me fall to the ground.
*******************************
I woke up later to pains all over my body, I tried to get
up but I couldn’t as some powerful force held me down.
I saw candles lit around me which made realize I was in
some sort of circle. I heard footsteps approach and
then a familiar face was staring right into my eyes.
“It’s time to take back what was rightfully mine, young
king.” The king of the North said. Where exactly am I, I
asked myself.
LUCIEN
**************************
If only I didn’t need this old man, he would have been
walking in the underworld a long time ago. Sometimes,
he seems to forget I am the king and he is only an
adviser and therefore I can decide to do what I want
with his so called words of wisdom. This time, I didn’t
even ask for any of such words of wisdom or whatever,
I only called him to carry out a task for me but he
suddenly remembered his duty. The other time, he was
busy looking into what was not his concern and when he
knew he was going nowhere, he suddenly remembered he
had a duty to his king. Since he was quite interested in
the outcome of the battle and somehow been able to
see the hundreds of people die, I ordered him to lead
the first charge towards the city wall and I would
follow closely behind later. He bowed and left my
presence to begin the first strike against the might of
the North.
I actually decided against going towards the North
because for some reason, the gift I stole from the
hunter’s daughter suddenly started working after all
this time. I had this uneasy feeling about leading the
assault against the North and since my father got
himself killed doing the same thing I was about to do, I
stayed in the palace with six of my gordands.
Something was going to happen sooner or later to me,
so it’s wiser and safer for to be in my palace where I
have the advantage of both magic and steel.
I waited patiently for whatever was coming throughout
the whole day but nothing happened but the feeling
remained. I managed to sleep with my gordands
watching me. I woke up with a start; I knew what was
chasing me. The hunter was back from the forgotten
lands and he was coming for me. The Aura from him was
quite powerful and filled with rage. He must have
found out the way his family was killed as that could be
the only reason why he was filled with so much rage. He
must be quite determined and even a battalion will be
unable to stop him. I got up immediately from my bed
and washed myself before putting on my royal robes
for battle. My gordands were surprised at my dressing
but I just ignored them and ordered them to get the
experienced ones who were quite gifted and foot
soldiers to guard the entrance to the palace. Deep
down, I knew they wouldn’t be enough to stop this man
coming as his rage knew no bounds and as someone who
wields the same gift as he was, I knew that to be true.
I waited patiently in my court for the man to arrive
and the morning came and went yet he wasn’t here.
Afternoon came too and passed but the man was yet to
arrive yet I could still feel his rage from where I was. I
told the men at the gates of the palace to stand their
ground but I didn’t need to because as soon as it was
nightfall, we are heard lightening ripped through some
men outside. Immediately, the wall of steel and flesh
moved closer to me. I could feel his aura more closely
now and I could tell that he was the one who just
summoned the lightening. We awaited his next move to
take out the men in the outer yard and it came in a
marvelous way. I felt the ground shake with so much
force; it made cracks along the walls of my court. The
gordands looked at me with fear in their eyes as they
have never experienced magic like this before but they
had more reason to fear as the next attack made them
hold hands together and prayed to the good spirits. I
never actually knew they still prayed. The next attack
after the earth moving one was a wind so powerful it
caused some of the parts of my beautiful palace to
collapse. If the wind could destroy stones and rocks, it
was no surprise what it did to the humans at the outer
yard. Their screams were everything one could only
imagine and soon everything died down. There was
silence and quiet and when I didn’t hear anything for
quite some time, I sent the foot soldiers with me to see
what was happening. They didn’t come back as I heard
lightening and then agonizing screams.
The gordands stetched to cover me as we awaited the
hunter and he came with a very beautiful woman. I
wonder why he brought the woman but I was even more
surprised when I saw Nyasa behind him. How was she still
alive? If he was truly out for vengeance, why would he
spare the woman that hung his wife?
He was with a sword as he knew he couldn’t fight the
gordands with Magic. He moved back and then I felt his
aura change, he was about to perform a spell and
somehow I was able to know that he wanted to shake
the ground. I stopped the spell by doing the same thing
he was about to do, the ground didn’t shake and same
thing happened to the spell of the wind. He was
frustrated and so decided to use his sword, two of the
gordands went after him but he took care of them
easily. Another set charged towards and he slit their
throats like they were sheep on the slaughter table. I
was enraged by what he just did but also astonished at
his clinical moves. This was a hunter not a swordsman
and even if he was the latter, most cannot match one
of the gordands but he put down four without doing
much.
The remaining two were wise to remain with me and
Nyasa who was nearly blinded by the man joined me. I
applauded his effort but I had enough of the killings, it
was time to put an end to all of this. I decided against
using magic against him but instead watch him waste
valuable energy. He was fighting through his rage and
despite all of what he has displayed; he was still yet to
be one with his gift. The only way to defeat him was to
focus our attacks on the woman with him, which will
distract him and allow the gordands put their rage on
him. I began by sending both the cursed flames and
ordinary fire towards the woman. Immediately, I did,
Nyasa charged towards him. He stood in front of the
woman and soon as the flames touched him, they were
extinguished. He left her to fight off Nyasa but
before he could counter her attack, I sent lightening
towards her. This was a lightening, simple witches such
the woman with him couldn’t stop and he knew and once
again went in front of her. That distraction was enough
for Nyasa, the best fighter among the gordands to
strike him across his lower abdomen. He countered back
by striking her forehead with the hilt of his sword but
the damage had been done as he was already bleeding.
The cut was deep as he staggered back to his feet
after hitting Nyasa. I call forth Lightening from the
underworld and hurled it towards the woman, and this
time the rest of the gordands followed. He stopped the
lightening from killing the woman and opened himself to
another strike from Nyasa, who was already on her
feet. She struck her knife across the arm that held his
sword and that enabled the other two to attack him
without any hindrance. Celine struck at his rooster to
bring him down while Cara gave me a kick to his
bleeding stomach which brought him to his knees in
grunts and pains. He should never have brought a child
to the arena where men battled. Nyasa smiled and went
after the powerless woman but the hunter reacted
quickest and rose to his feet to pull Nyasa back by
dragging her hair. She screamed in pain but the other
two came to her rescue by drawing their knives across
his back and thighs. He quickly released the woman but
somehow when Nyasa went towards the woman, she
couldn’t seem to touch the woman. Magic doesn’t work
on them so why would a shield made of magic prevent
Nyasa from doing what she wanted with the woman?
I left the woman and focused on the weak hunter who
was now at my mercy. His rage wasn’t enough to give
him his vengeance. I moved closer to him as Celine held
a knife across his throat and Cara kept playing with
the deep cut on his arm with her knife.
“You failed to save your family and once again you
failed to get them vengeance, what a failure of a man.
A man as yourself shouldn’t be alive.” I said as I gazed
into his eyes but instead of frowning, he smiled. He
spat out blood and then suddenly I realized why he sent
a shield so powerful it surpassed the spell on the
gordands, he was about to release his light. I wasn’t
fast enough to erect a shield before he release his gift
in the form of a light so powerful, no lightening could
be compared to it. The foundations of my palace were
shaken and then I felt something move through me
which made me fall to the ground.
*******************************
I woke up later to pains all over my body, I tried to get
up but I couldn’t as some powerful force held me down.
I saw candles lit around me which made realize I was in
some sort of circle. I heard footsteps approach and
then a familiar face was staring right into my eyes.
“It’s time to take back what was rightfully mine, young
king.” The king of the North said. Where exactly am I, I
asked myself.
**************************
ELLEN
**************************
I wasn’t sure of how he plans to defeat three gordands
at once and a king who is said to be very deadly in
combat. I didn’t like the way he applauded Kieran’s
exploits of killing four of his women, that was no small
feat and I wondered myself how he learnt to use the
sword the way he just did. The way he moved and his
quick decisions to incapacitate the first two was what
only experienced foot soldiers could do but Kieran was
no soldier and hunters do not use swords in chasing
games in the wild. If I had any doubts that he must
have been a swords man at one point in his life, his next
moves confirmed everything. The manner the next two
gordands charged towards him scared even me but
Kieran was calm and he performed a simple but very
complicated trick that involves a lot of energy. I was
scared of him losing steam just before the main battle
as he has been using a lot from his gift which should be
telling on his body by now, it seems his rage is what is
still pushing him on.
Still, his accuracy and timing to move his sharp weapons
across the throat of his enemies showed not just
experience but perfection from not just the use of
swords but also from killing humans and not games.
Beasts do not stand at such heights like that of his
assailants, something is certainly wrong somewhere.
Some of the things he did especially the one where he
had to pick sand and blow to the wind were spells I have
never heard or seen done before. It didn’t even look
like a spell, it seemed like he was calling forth to those
elements. Which also reminds me of the fact that all of
his attacks since we met have always been elemental, he
has never used normal spells and enchantments. The
power behind his attacks were quite unusual, is Kieran
an Elemental too? People of his powers are no more and
not one who can control and manipulate even one of the
elements the way he does has been born for generations
now. But if he was also an elemental, mother would have
known about it, after all she watched him for years and
she would have known if he was a swords man too.
Regardless of his unusual gifts, no unlearned person
especially one who just had his gifts unlocked should be
able to carry out such difficult and complicated moves
that involves series of spells and spells. The way he
carries them out was like one who has done this over
and over again. It doesn’t make any sense but then,
the gift inside him was unusual too, so that being inside
him the controlling him? Still, something cannot control
one to carry out things he hasn’t done before with so
much precision, who exactly is Kieran?
I put Kieran aside and tried to think of a way to help in
whatever he had in mind for the king and his wall. He
held my right arm but I knew he wouldn’t be able to do
much if he has me in mind. I pulled my arm away from
him and tried to think of something, probably, I will use
the invisibility trick on the gordands if they attack us
but that didn’t happen. Kieran was waiting eagerly for
them to attack but that didn’t happen as the king used
his experience and instead focused on me rather than
his rival. He sent one of the deadliest and dreaded
things in the world of magic to me – the cursed flames.
I didn’t know how I was supposed to evade such as
Kieran will be preoccupied with trying to stop the
charge of Vanessa but instead of facing his own fight,
he came to my rescue which was lovely but equally
stupid as that opened him to the attack of Vanessa. I
thought she would be a little lenient on him as they
were once lovers and also, Kieran saved her life but I
was wrong. She cut him so deep into his abdomen that I
thought his intestines would fall out but they didn’t.
Despite her clear intents to incapacitate or kill her
former lover, Kieran was only able to hit her head with
his sword as he must have been surprised at what
Vanessa just did to him.
The king had found a weakness in Kieran and it was me,
so he continued to focus his attacks on me and Kieran
kept taking the bait and kept coming to my aid and
kept opening himself up to attacks from ones more
vicious than his former lover. They attacked him
relentlessly until they forced him to his knees with him
drenched in his own blood. I didn’t know what to do
anymore because the only who could protect me from
them was on the floor and it was no surprise that
immediately Kieran was where they wanted him to be,
the traitor came after me smiling from ear to ear. I
couldn’t use magic against her and my pony trick might
not work since their king was getting closer to where
Kieran was. When she was just a few metres from me,
Kieran suddenly stood to his feet like nothing was wrong
with him and held Vanessa from coming any closer by
pulling her hair. She screamed and her fellow women
came to her aid by cutting through Kieran like he was a
game. He returned to his previous position and I
wondered why he even bothered to stand up in the first
place as he only made Vanessa angry. She hurried her
steps and was about to drag me when she was stopped
by an invincible wall, she tried again but the same thing
happened. She was beyond shocked to discover that
magic could actually work against her. I was surprised
myself and wondered how Kieran could have carried out
something like that as quickly as he did, what sort of
shield did he put around me that even works against
beings such as gordands? I have never heard of
something like that before so how come Kieran knows
about something like that.
The king himself was surprised but then he thought he
had had it with Kieran and sought to finish him once
and for all as he was already bleeding to his death. As I
watched the king walk closer to Kieran, I realized that
I had failed in my duty to stop Kieran from doing what
he has just failed to do as well as protect him. I
couldn’t even stop an attack, I have only turned out to
be his weakness and if I wasn’t here, maybe he would
have had his vengeance. I wept as the king got closer
to put an end to the only man I had ever fallen in love
with but suddenly, I felt the weak aura of Kieran
change and then it seemed like his gift was leaving his
body on its own without anything calling it out. I was
wrong, it wasn’t leaving, it was changing to something
else. Kieran’s gift was turning into some kind of attack,
no a powerful beam of light. The one that is called the
light of creation, a light that destroys and as well as
creates. If Kieran was going to unleash his light, it
means he was ready to die just to make sure the people
behind the death of his family walk in the underworld
and not the world of the living. I tried to stop him but
failed as the light surged out from every part of his
skin and caused a thunderous sound that went deep into
the foundations of the palace. The gordands with him
were taken off their feet as well as the king. I turned
to find Vanessa but I couldn’t see her. The walls of the
inner court cracked and some broke to pieces but the
shield around me held. If the shield still holds, then it
means that Kieran still breathes despite the fact that
his body was horrible to look at as he was the first
casualty of what he called forth. The king was lying still
on the floor with the other gordands too. I tried to
move but discovered I couldn’t because of the shield, I
looked around me there was nothing but death and
destruction brought about by a single man.
I sat on the floor and hoped for Kieran to wake up but
I doubted if that would ever happen. After a while, I
heard footsteps and it revealed to be the feet of the
king of the North and his wizard, Melfisius. What were
they doing here? They looked around and saw that I was
the only one awake, the wizard immediately tried to
hurt me but it didn’t work because of the shield. He
realized he couldn’t as well as I wasn’t a threat and so
he walked towards Kieran. He shook his head after
touching him and quickly they left him and went for
the body of the king who was still lying still. They
dragged his body to a corner of the court and then the
wizard drew a circle around Lucien’s body and then put
candles around the circle. He lit the candles and just as
they were about to begin their ritual, Lucien opened his
eyes. I was shocked I thought he was dead but he
wasn’t. He tried to get up but something held him
back. Then I heard the king of the North say something
about taking what belonged to him in the first place.
Lucien was surprised and tried to get himself from the
strange hold but that didn’t work. The wizard drew a
circle too after the other king laid on the floor beside
Lucien. He didn’t put candles around him this time but
instead brought out a book and started calling out some
strange words.
After a while, Lucien who was screaming to be released
started screaming of pain as his body started shaking
furiously. The wizard continued and then slowly, a white
light started leaving Lucien’s body in the form of a
man and moved towards the king of the North. As the
light moved, Lucien’s screams became even more
agonizing but they soon stopped as soon as the light
entered into the King’s body. Another thunderous sound
similar to that of Kieran’s happened, followed by
lightening and then the king stood up. He was on all
smiles but the they disappeared when Kieran suddenly
opened his eyes. How is he still alive?
.............
ELLEN
**************************
I wasn’t sure of how he plans to defeat three gordands
at once and a king who is said to be very deadly in
combat. I didn’t like the way he applauded Kieran’s
exploits of killing four of his women, that was no small
feat and I wondered myself how he learnt to use the
sword the way he just did. The way he moved and his
quick decisions to incapacitate the first two was what
only experienced foot soldiers could do but Kieran was
no soldier and hunters do not use swords in chasing
games in the wild. If I had any doubts that he must
have been a swords man at one point in his life, his next
moves confirmed everything. The manner the next two
gordands charged towards him scared even me but
Kieran was calm and he performed a simple but very
complicated trick that involves a lot of energy. I was
scared of him losing steam just before the main battle
as he has been using a lot from his gift which should be
telling on his body by now, it seems his rage is what is
still pushing him on.
Still, his accuracy and timing to move his sharp weapons
across the throat of his enemies showed not just
experience but perfection from not just the use of
swords but also from killing humans and not games.
Beasts do not stand at such heights like that of his
assailants, something is certainly wrong somewhere.
Some of the things he did especially the one where he
had to pick sand and blow to the wind were spells I have
never heard or seen done before. It didn’t even look
like a spell, it seemed like he was calling forth to those
elements. Which also reminds me of the fact that all of
his attacks since we met have always been elemental, he
has never used normal spells and enchantments. The
power behind his attacks were quite unusual, is Kieran
an Elemental too? People of his powers are no more and
not one who can control and manipulate even one of the
elements the way he does has been born for generations
now. But if he was also an elemental, mother would have
known about it, after all she watched him for years and
she would have known if he was a swords man too.
Regardless of his unusual gifts, no unlearned person
especially one who just had his gifts unlocked should be
able to carry out such difficult and complicated moves
that involves series of spells and spells. The way he
carries them out was like one who has done this over
and over again. It doesn’t make any sense but then,
the gift inside him was unusual too, so that being inside
him the controlling him? Still, something cannot control
one to carry out things he hasn’t done before with so
much precision, who exactly is Kieran?
I put Kieran aside and tried to think of a way to help in
whatever he had in mind for the king and his wall. He
held my right arm but I knew he wouldn’t be able to do
much if he has me in mind. I pulled my arm away from
him and tried to think of something, probably, I will use
the invisibility trick on the gordands if they attack us
but that didn’t happen. Kieran was waiting eagerly for
them to attack but that didn’t happen as the king used
his experience and instead focused on me rather than
his rival. He sent one of the deadliest and dreaded
things in the world of magic to me – the cursed flames.
I didn’t know how I was supposed to evade such as
Kieran will be preoccupied with trying to stop the
charge of Vanessa but instead of facing his own fight,
he came to my rescue which was lovely but equally
stupid as that opened him to the attack of Vanessa. I
thought she would be a little lenient on him as they
were once lovers and also, Kieran saved her life but I
was wrong. She cut him so deep into his abdomen that I
thought his intestines would fall out but they didn’t.
Despite her clear intents to incapacitate or kill her
former lover, Kieran was only able to hit her head with
his sword as he must have been surprised at what
Vanessa just did to him.
The king had found a weakness in Kieran and it was me,
so he continued to focus his attacks on me and Kieran
kept taking the bait and kept coming to my aid and
kept opening himself up to attacks from ones more
vicious than his former lover. They attacked him
relentlessly until they forced him to his knees with him
drenched in his own blood. I didn’t know what to do
anymore because the only who could protect me from
them was on the floor and it was no surprise that
immediately Kieran was where they wanted him to be,
the traitor came after me smiling from ear to ear. I
couldn’t use magic against her and my pony trick might
not work since their king was getting closer to where
Kieran was. When she was just a few metres from me,
Kieran suddenly stood to his feet like nothing was wrong
with him and held Vanessa from coming any closer by
pulling her hair. She screamed and her fellow women
came to her aid by cutting through Kieran like he was a
game. He returned to his previous position and I
wondered why he even bothered to stand up in the first
place as he only made Vanessa angry. She hurried her
steps and was about to drag me when she was stopped
by an invincible wall, she tried again but the same thing
happened. She was beyond shocked to discover that
magic could actually work against her. I was surprised
myself and wondered how Kieran could have carried out
something like that as quickly as he did, what sort of
shield did he put around me that even works against
beings such as gordands? I have never heard of
something like that before so how come Kieran knows
about something like that.
The king himself was surprised but then he thought he
had had it with Kieran and sought to finish him once
and for all as he was already bleeding to his death. As I
watched the king walk closer to Kieran, I realized that
I had failed in my duty to stop Kieran from doing what
he has just failed to do as well as protect him. I
couldn’t even stop an attack, I have only turned out to
be his weakness and if I wasn’t here, maybe he would
have had his vengeance. I wept as the king got closer
to put an end to the only man I had ever fallen in love
with but suddenly, I felt the weak aura of Kieran
change and then it seemed like his gift was leaving his
body on its own without anything calling it out. I was
wrong, it wasn’t leaving, it was changing to something
else. Kieran’s gift was turning into some kind of attack,
no a powerful beam of light. The one that is called the
light of creation, a light that destroys and as well as
creates. If Kieran was going to unleash his light, it
means he was ready to die just to make sure the people
behind the death of his family walk in the underworld
and not the world of the living. I tried to stop him but
failed as the light surged out from every part of his
skin and caused a thunderous sound that went deep into
the foundations of the palace. The gordands with him
were taken off their feet as well as the king. I turned
to find Vanessa but I couldn’t see her. The walls of the
inner court cracked and some broke to pieces but the
shield around me held. If the shield still holds, then it
means that Kieran still breathes despite the fact that
his body was horrible to look at as he was the first
casualty of what he called forth. The king was lying still
on the floor with the other gordands too. I tried to
move but discovered I couldn’t because of the shield, I
looked around me there was nothing but death and
destruction brought about by a single man.
I sat on the floor and hoped for Kieran to wake up but
I doubted if that would ever happen. After a while, I
heard footsteps and it revealed to be the feet of the
king of the North and his wizard, Melfisius. What were
they doing here? They looked around and saw that I was
the only one awake, the wizard immediately tried to
hurt me but it didn’t work because of the shield. He
realized he couldn’t as well as I wasn’t a threat and so
he walked towards Kieran. He shook his head after
touching him and quickly they left him and went for
the body of the king who was still lying still. They
dragged his body to a corner of the court and then the
wizard drew a circle around Lucien’s body and then put
candles around the circle. He lit the candles and just as
they were about to begin their ritual, Lucien opened his
eyes. I was shocked I thought he was dead but he
wasn’t. He tried to get up but something held him
back. Then I heard the king of the North say something
about taking what belonged to him in the first place.
Lucien was surprised and tried to get himself from the
strange hold but that didn’t work. The wizard drew a
circle too after the other king laid on the floor beside
Lucien. He didn’t put candles around him this time but
instead brought out a book and started calling out some
strange words.
After a while, Lucien who was screaming to be released
started screaming of pain as his body started shaking
furiously. The wizard continued and then slowly, a white
light started leaving Lucien’s body in the form of a
man and moved towards the king of the North. As the
light moved, Lucien’s screams became even more
agonizing but they soon stopped as soon as the light
entered into the King’s body. Another thunderous sound
similar to that of Kieran’s happened, followed by
lightening and then the king stood up. He was on all
smiles but the they disappeared when Kieran suddenly
opened his eyes. How is he still alive?
.............
