K I N H I L L * * * * * * * * * As it was upon Metrá, so it was also upon Kin and its hill. . .The whole land basked underneath the moonlight. The kranìans had retired, and they had gone into their tents. The women and the young ones were all asleep, some of the men too had fallen asleep, but there were some who were charged with the responsibility of keeping an eye on the prisoners and the surrounding as well. It was not as if the Kranìans were scared, if anything, but Malak, who was just a new member and was still not used to everything, thought it to be safer if some of them were awake. . .Amongst those who he had given these orders was Lokaa, the Kranìan who was charged with the responsibility of guarding the prisoners in the cage. After breaking Isher's wrist, he had refused to let his eyes off him, not even for one second. Lokaa kept staring at Isher and rarely looked at any other person in the cage. It made him focus on the cage as a whole, including the people in it. H

* * * * * * * * *K I N H I L L * * * * * * * * * The fire was still burning, and the night wasn't young anymore. There were deep into the night, but still not so close to dawn. There was utter silence, and nothing could be heard apart from the chirping sound of the birds that came once in a while. . . Everyone had retired, even the Kranìans that were extremely stubborn and hardly felt the need to rest their heads. They had all spent the day preparing for the siege on the Syrn empire. Isher gave up some moments ago, after he could no longer see the figure. He glanced through the other prisoners who were his men, and he saw through the tiny space between them that Lokaa had fallen asleep. . . He never would have believed it if someone had told him Lokaa was going to fall asleep. Keeping an eye on Isher had been his priority, so it made Isher wonder if he would ever take a break. . .But at this moment, not only were his eyes off Isher, he was also in a deep slumber. This was so

* * * * * * * * B O R H N* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * K I N — M É T R A B O R D E R* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Lokaa wasted no time. He tried his best to follow through with Malak’s order as quickly as he could. He walked out from Malak’s tent with Isher's body, and he didn't go anywhere else. His walk took him straight to the border between Metrá and Kin, and at the border, he dropped Isher's body and turned back towards the great hill of kin. . .Silence reigned, and the wind coming from around the hill swept over Isher's still body. . .Lo. . . there had been a man in the woods nearby. Isher's body was to being watched. Mafik was only waiting to confirm Lokaa's departure from the border. He was waiting patiently until he saw that Lokaa had taken the turn which was definitely going to take him to the hill, and then he looked around one more time just to be sure no other person was watching. He walked out from where he was hiding b

E A S T L A N D. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .D I G A R. . . . . . . . .[ S Y R N E M P I R E ]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .SAO'MA'S Q U A R T E R . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .The moon fell upon Digar, and just like every other land in Digar, the Syrn empire had been covered in darkness. . .The light from the moon was sufficient to an extent, but a city that large would need more than that to keep through the night, especially one that was this cold. The rain was pattering on almost everything, and the night was wet. It occurred to the guards to keep the torches burning no matter what in order to keep the watch going as Faral had instructed them.Faral had been singing about it into their ears. He made sure that every guard had a good rest in the afternoon, and they were all forced to drink a special night tea that was meant to keep them awake —helping them to resist the urge to fall asleep— through the night.Etri came into the city after leaving the

* * * * * * * * F Y R M O T, * * * * * * * *[ A L A N D T O T H E E A S T OF E A S T L A N D ]* * * * ** * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *N I N I A S, F Y R M O T* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *There was silence, and only the sound of the disturbed waters stood dominant. The morning sky was pale, and there were few clouds that stood noticeable. The water that rested under the sky above Fyrmot was, well, the only source of water in the whole of Fyrmot. . .Fyrmot was only an outskirt of the great desert of Deñark, and for this, it only escaped the wrath of the sands by accident —causing the land to be dry in every other region apart from the small water body that was found at the edge of Eastland.A pale young woman who had just clad herself in an attire made of black leather, had just walked out from within the sea, and no single drop of water dripped from her hair. Her pupils emitted a bright blue light, and her hair had not lost its sheen.She looked around to see if anyone had s