“There he is, shoot him!” Commander Zhain ordered his men who were running along with him in pursuit of Alves, a 19-year old boy who sneaked into the soldier's camp to steal bread for himself and his little sister. “Shoot that little thwart! What are you waiting for?” Commander Zhain screamed and his soldiers launched a rain of arrows at the hungry teenager who couldn't think of any other way to feed but only to manoeuvre his way into a den of soldiers, the Doshikan camp. A group of soldiers who submitted their loyalties to the most evil man in the world, Lord Arman Butshaf. “Oh spirits, please protect me. Let life not slip from my hands today. I beg of you.” Alves prayed as he ran faster, jumping over fallen trees and thumbs in the forest that everyone in the village never dared to enter.“You all can't get your aiming right. You can't even shoot a little boy. You're letting him fade away.” Zhain uttered angrily at his soldiers who's arrows couldn't get to Alves as intended. “Give

Alves walked around the small prison looking at the Medallion in his hand, he'd contemplated wearing it since it was handed over to him, but he wasn't so sure if he should. “When will I be freed from this place? Will they ever let me go? Or they'll cut my fingers like Trent told me? I guess I shouldn't wait to find out.” He took the Medallion closer to his neck. “If this can give me some super power, let's see what kind of power it has. I might be needing it to escape this shitty place!” He hung it around his neck and it glowed again. “Oh… what's happening?” Alves felt his body shaking, his eyes glowed heavy blue along with the necklace and the prison guard was stunned to see that. “Magic! The prisoner has magic!” The soldier quickly drew his sword and called more of his men “Get over here. The boy's got magic!”Alves felt a kind of strength he'd never felt before, fire burning inside him and his body heated up like a battery being charged. He felt the energy filling him up so fast

“No one has ever survived a sting from the Kodrogo! I'm sorry Nhevia, but it seems your friend will surely lose his life!” An elderly man said to Nhevia who sat beside Alves, with a wet piece of fabric she used to clean his sweat periodically.“There's still life in him.” She insisted. “Yes, but how long before life goes out of him?” “Not before I get him to Arithayal”“What?” The man asked in shock. “Yes, the wizard will surely have a way of curing him with his magical powers.” “But that is a very long distance. His body is already heated up and I don't think he'll make it to the Eastlands.”“Should I rather sit and watch him die, or should I try and see how it goes? This man saved me without even knowing who I was. I would do the same for him.”“I hope the spirits protect you child.” The man offered his blessings then left the room. *****Water, food, a few clothes in a backpack, and Nhevia embarked on her journey to the Eastlands with Alves carefully tied at the back of the ho

“Now that Arman Butshaf has put a bounty on your head, we have to act fast. We need to find a way of getting to his villa, and you can get close enough to kill him.” Wise words from Arithayal as he walked restlessly around the room. He knew there was no time. Word spread fast in the Eastlands and it could take less than two days before every bounty hunter comes looking for Alves. “When everyone hears that the tyrant is dead. The search for you will be over, because there will be no one to pay the bounty.” Nhevia said. “But how can we get to his villa? From what I've heard, it's the most protected place anyone has heard of.” Alves needed suggestions. Arithayal, his palms rubbing against each other, continued with his steps around the room as he spoke “Yes it's seriously guarded, there is only one known entrance into the villa. And only his most trusted General leaves the Villa whenever he wants to.” “His most trusted general? Who could that be?” Alves asked as though a thought just

“You good for nothing fools! How could you be here and let the prisoner escape!” Lord Arman screamed at the guards who were left to watch over Alves when he escaped. “We are very sorry. We were standing right here and all of a sudden, we lost consciousness. By the time we could know what was going on, the prisoner had already gone.” The guards pleaded. “You failed to do your duties and you shall pay with your lives. You shall die by hanging before night falls!”*****The hunt for Alves had become more intense after his unimaginable escape with the great wizard Arithayal. The reward for his capture was increased to a hundred and fifty thousand gold pieces, making the bounty hunters more aggressive. Jasper, a popular bounty hunter in the Eastlands moved around in the wilderness searching patiently to find the Bushika, he was a professional and his skills were praised among everyone. “What is that?” Jasper heard a sound, he stopped his movements and silently drew his sword as he looke