Florian notices that the red aura covering the massive ax looks shaky and weakened. He squeezes the edge of the ax and crushes it.Crack!!!He hits Amanet once in the face, slamming him to the ground. It’s just that, without any intention to continue to inflict further damage.Florian stands there while glaring condescendingly at Amanet, and indeed Amanet really no longer has the determination to retaliate.Amanet looks so resigned Pride and honor, those are the main sources of his strength. But it seems like it has been completely destroyed. It’s not only by Florian's strength, but also by the burden of the past.“So, you are not totally ignorant about that story, huh?” says Florian rhetorically, quite understanding what Amanet is currently feeling.Of course, as a tribal leader, Amanet knows about his tribe's biggest disgrace. As a group that upholds honor, his parents always told him about this disgrace, so that he won’t repeat the same mistake.But what can he say now, when Floria
This situation reminds Namsqeem of Dean’s fight with Levi Schopenhauer. He rushes to help Dean, even though only with his shadowy form which is only the size of a kid.He flies so fast, but Dean is already trapped in the black sphere. He tries to break it, but to no avail.Zamir also tries to help. But none of his magic can deal any significant physical damage to break that black sphere either.“He is going to turn him into a vampire!” grumbles Namsqeem as he keeps trying to break the black sphere with his tiny claws.“Oh, God! We can’t let that happen!” mutters Zamir as he keeps casting his lightning mark. “No one in our group can stop him if he becomes one of them.”A moment later, that black sphere becomes fluid again, and whips those two in its flurry. The black sphere opens, and there Dean is kneeling in pain, groaning while holding his neck.Zamir, who has almost run out of mana, can no longer cast any magic spells, still insists on beating Florian. He keeps hitting Florian with
Namsqeem notices that there’s almost no spirit energy leaking from him. He believes Dean needs it to push that corrupting curse out of his bloodstream.“He has been weakened after this long battle. There’s almost no spirit energy leaking out from his body.”Hearing Namsqeem’s words, Marvini comes over while taking out a few Azutime gemstones. She brings the gemstone closer to Dean’s wound on his neck, and then breaks it.Zfff!!!A soothing and warm aura blows right after she manages to break the gemstone into two shards. After that, she sticks the two shards into the two bite holes on Dean’s neck.Dean's moans of pain haven't stopped yet, but not as wild as earlier. There is a white aura leaking from the Azutime gemstone fragment, and it seeps into Dean’s wound.“We have to bring him to elder Camran,” says Mary.***Meanwhile, not too far from the downtown area on the east side, Florian and Venera are blocked by a city car. Charlie Fox gets out of the car, and rushes over.“Florian! Wh
Dawn breaks, dispersing the cold fog in Gishil Town, a small town in a mountainous area on the northern side of Gostrela province.It is so quiet here. Most of the residents have become vampires and are involved in the war.For the rest, either they died after receiving the curse of immortality, or were detained in concentration camps.It’s like a ghost town, with several crows inhabiting the few houses full of corpses. Only these crows make the city look a little lively with their joy.Until suddenly…Brakk!!!A city car explodes from inside, with one teenager blown out so hard until his back hits the metal fence of a house.Most of the front of the car has been destroyed with the roof gaping wide. Venera flips her bituminous wings, and then afloat before slowly coming to Florian.“Go get as much blood as you want, then come see me in Sanctity Ridge Tower,” she says before she slowly ascends higher.“You coward!” Florian grumbles, clenching his both hands in anger. “Let her go and fi
Meanwhile, little Yerzhan hasn’t stopped crying since he woke up this morning, in the middle of the living room, with his mother busy calming him down.The kid is in a tantrum, begging to see his dad who hasn’t stopped groaning in pain.“I wanna see my dad! Let me see him.”In fact, Mary herself is also filled with the same endless anxiety. But here she has to lie to the kid, telling that his father is just having a fever.“You can’t go there! Elder Camran is treating your dad’s fever right now.”“No, mom,” denies the kid, still trying to break free. “He is having a bad dream! He must be scared now! I need to be with him! He was always there with me when I had a bad dream.”The Miarnin women, who also live in that big house, can only show their sympathy. They know how strong the bond this kid has with his father.Until suddenly, one peculiar old lady, having a unique attire with a long cloth and shawl, appears and greets them with her soothing smile.“Having this many people worrying
Once she gets downstairs, she finds everyone in the living room has been fallen asleep, the same with Camran.But there are still so many people ready with their weapons outside the house. Judging from the atmosphere, Daniela knows that they are preparing themselves for the worst situation.Of course, she doesn’t want them to kill Dean. With her mind so confused, she rushes back upstairs. And there, she finds Lady Shynar already unconscious lying on the floor.“Oh, no! Lady Shynar!”“She's been like that for a while,” says Musgly.“Why didn't you call me?” argues Daniela.“You think I can leave Dean alone?” replies Musgly.“He is still fighting. Why don’t you replace that old lady, and use your healing magic on him?” says Namsqeem.“But I can’t use my spirit energy,” replies Daniela with an awry face.“It doesn’t matter,” says Musgly. “The idea is only to help him calm so he can fight the curse himself. That’s all we’ve been doing so far.”“Okay! I’ll do what I can.”And so, Daniela t
Amanet's eyebrows twitch at those words. Not only because of what is being said, but also because of his familiarity with the voices of the two men who have just stated their arguments.How come it’s not? It was the voice of his own son, Zulfik, and also Zulfik's best friend, Baurzhan.He looks back, towards the crowd, with an annoyed expression. But he can’t find Zulfik and Baurzhan there. This is strange, because they are both much bigger than the other, and should be easy to spot.“Zulfik!” Amanet calls. “I don't remember ever having a coward son. If you really have something to say, don't hide behind the crowd. Show your face!”Of course, Amanet's reaction also arouses curiosity from the crowd, and they also glance at each other and to their backs.Some of the crowd creates some space. And there Amanet finds Zulfik and Baurzhan sitting on the terrace of an unoccupied house next door.Zulfik gets up. Only then does his presence look dominant just like the other Amanet warriors.“I’m
Camran nods, accepting his older sister’s advice. He calls Amanet and Dastan to ask for their approval, and this is not the first time he brought this issue before them.And just like always, they never mind it. They admit, among the existing noble tribe leaders, Dean is the most worthy to receive this mandate.“I know I wouldn’t be able to handle it,” says Amanet. “I have faith in my strength. But you know, Amanet always went berserk when we let an apparition enter our bodies.”“What about you, Dastan?” asks Camran. “You often let those six apparitions enter your body, and you can still control your mind.”“I actually did it because I’m weak,” replies Dastan. “Miarnin could handle it too. We’ve tried it before a few times. There is no one more worthy than him. That's also why I want him to be the next king.”“The question now, will he accept it?” asks Amanet.“We have to convince him,” says Dastan. “He can’t run away now. There’s no other way.”Camran nods, and then gets up from the