Revenge would have to wait until Tame was well enough to move around more easily. So if he had to run for his life, he would be able to do so or at least run far enough to hide. Tank had gone off at first light. I wasn't sure what he was up to, but I hoped it wasn't something stupid like going after the rogues on his own. But my worry had been for nothing as he came trotting back with a rabbit bouncing around his closed j...
The darkness had come for her with determinationand he had destroyed it without mercy and without question.He had drenched himself in the blood of evil men, for her. ……… We could make a good life here, Hezekiah thought as he sipped his morning tea on the veranda of the Old Dutch Mission. An early morning rain was smashing against the tin roof, and the sound brought a deep peace from a source Hez could not pinpoint, but he...
The shackles chafed her wrists as they moved against the cold, wet metal. Her bare back is pressed to the frigid, damp, and lichen-eaten stone wall. The only light she could see was through the small barred window on the door. She leaned against wall starving, thirsting, and worst of all freezing from the cold northern air drafting in through the cracks at her back. Why is this happening to me? She thought. What do they w...
Sunny passed through the wall and stepped into the portal room of Undelumi Castle. It was a simple room with only a floor mirror at its center. The mirror had a thick wooden frame and along it was the carvings of gnomes and precious gems. Though it appeared ordinary, it was actually extraordinary.Because Undelumi Castle was below Avalsnow Land, it was perpetually cold. Thus, according to the legends, the gnomes sought for...
Richard and Sunny climbed the stairs from basement 10, but as the stairway was choked full of rubbles from basement 7 to basement 4, they had to stop for Sunny to restore the place. Snapping his fingers, Sunny powdered the rubbles into sand and cemented it to replace each broken step. “Richard, what’re we going to do after I’ve finished?” Sunny asked. “We’ll go to Combattre,” Richard said. “I need to look for my friends.”...
As she tightened the blue scarf around her neck, Ata wrestled the words out of her mouth. “Isn’t he Element Artist?” There was no reply coming, but Ata understood the implicit confirmation from the stern faces of her teammates. “Gor, the orders stated that we shouldn’t pursue the enemies. Do we flee?” Viore asked while she unknowingly stroked the silver snake ring on her right ring finger. As she waited for a reply, she h...
In the mind of Sunny, uncountable fibers of his consciousness wriggled out and stitched into the mind of Borrit. Rapidly, these fibers spun themselves into yarns and the yarns twisted themselves into strands. There were now three strands and each twisted itself firmly while holding its tension, careful not to kink, and when this was done, they gathered together and rekindled their memory of twisting, from which they were...
“You’ve lost your memories,” Richard said as he led Sunny to the destroyed stairway. “But it’s alright, Myrine and Shannen can help with their abilities.” The pair walked toward the wall opening of the stairway where it was blocked by a large shark of earth. With its head gouged into pieces by the moles inside the stairway, a small opening just nice for the pudgy moles was made. However, Sunny was not keen to squeeze into...
The moles near Sunny hustled at him while those that were far shot their nails. Quickly, he smashed through hordes of them as nails grazed and split his skin red. Overwhelmed, he used Earthen Shark and rode it down the stairs, all the while with two Storm Falcons buzzing and fending off the approaching moles.The breathing of Richard was labored. He did not expect to be this winded after facing the moles in the stairway. H...
Richard Clanden was a knight who braved through many battles. Many times, he shed blood instead of tears, but this was one of the few occasions when tears must be shed. The gold magic circle in the center of the room waned and dissipated, returning the room to its former green varnish. It was a magic room: besides crystals and runes that were carved concentrically onto the floor, it was empty. The runes were essential for...
“Ugh, Cursed Red Fangs!” She peeked out from behind a rock. Six or seven rust monsters stalked the trail ahead of her. This was the only way to the goblin’s camp. She knew she didn’t have any choice but to continue, and the goblins certainly knew that, too. She reached behind her back and tugged at the straps holding her armor on. It would be easy to pass them, as long as she stripped off her armor. It was cold tonight, t...
Everyone needs some kind of sign to help them believe everything is going to be all right. Everyone looks to the sky; to some deity. The funny thing is there is something out there and no matter how much we cry out it whispers back that it didn’t create us in order to fix everything wrong with us. He gave us the ability to cry…to feel pain because he also gave us the ability to heal those in pain. There is no better feeli...
Chapter One - Look to the Skies“Have we managed to locate Vix?” a deep voice echoed from the shadows. “She slipped away from us… We are searching everywhere…” a soldier responded with vibrated fear in his voice. “Not good enough, soldier!” the soldier winced from the sudden roar. “U-understandable…” the soldier spoke in a low breath. “No chances after this…” The deep voice had gone quiet and the soldier could only salute...
4THE PIT BOSS When all was said and done, what mattered most was the end result. Nothing was more important than ensuring the bottom line was in her favor. Rising through the ranks of a criminal organization meant producing more profit than the next criminal. To her, this was life in its purest form. This was why she embraced an existence of villainy. Stripping away, what was to many a fabricated sense of nobility or wors...
3THE PIT During his first visit through the so called underbelly of society, Kaszbein found it difficult to hold back the gagging his body demanded. Mixtures of blood and sweat combined with an assortment of animal and human feces; a retched concoction born from basic human vices. Yet now Kaszbein’s senses were fully acclimated to the atmosphere of lust and brutality. A different world pulsed with activity near the southe...
