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Demon Ascension Skullgorn
He was tired of the kneeling position since he was thrown into prison. His golden shackles had magic in them that no being could break. His wings were clipped downward with the same chains that restricted him to move significantly. He could so much wince as one of the available movements he could make, including the screaming. His armor was stripped from him, the fine sheet of a cloth that made his shirt had served little to protect him from grazing himself from the rough points of the chain that wound up his body. It was an interrogation room, not the actual prison cell. In front of him was a transparent glass, probably unbreakable, offering the view of the Capital beyond the patches of heavy forestation. Footfalls were now audible from behind him, closing on as somebody entered the chambers. The clanking of armor as they moved was music to Nethaniel’s ears. They were the prison guards addressing somebody who entered. He missed those clanking sounds of warriors’ armors moving so sh
Demon Ascension Old But Wise
Viriel took the book out. Dreygo stopped from munching his food. “Aren’t you gonna eat first? I never saw you eat.” Dreygo asked. “Well, we angels can survive even without eating,” Viriel answered. “Good for you. Ok then. Let’s see what's good about the forbidden spells.” “You may not find this book helpful, Dreygo.” “Why not?” Elaine asked, interjecting. “Because…” Viriel stuttered. “Because what?” “Because someone’s coming. Put out the smoke.” Viriel demanded. “Who?” Dreygo asked, unsheathing his sword from beside him. Elaine put out the fire with her feet. “I don’t know. But he’s close.” Dreygo stood up. His eyes trained on the surroundings, swept from left to right. He saw nobody. Not a soul. Not until he found shrubs moving from a distance. “I see something,” Dreygo said. Unknowingly, a cold sharp edge blade caressed gently Dreygo’s neck. The blade was a quarter-inch closer to his jugular vein and one quick sweep would deliver his death. So, he stood still instead. Th
Demon Ascension Hell Cat
Three Angel Guards, believed to be Skullgorn scouts had different armor in them, camouflaging along the forest with their grey armor and green regalias. Their black wings were kept folded for further obscurity. They have spears instead of swords. “Clever as you are, Blacksmith. But you are the one who is trapped.” The one in front said with a hint of mockery on his expression. “Such tone, scout, is insulting your senior,” Zudkiel said. “I have rarely met with an attitude like yours in this realm. All of them met their embarrassing deaths.” “Well, there is no escape for you now, Blacksmith. All we have to do is attack you at your back. You can’t turn with both feet on the ground.” “Seems that you do not know my powers, scout,” Zudkiel replied. “There is no need.” The scout gripped his spear strongly and danced it deftly turning with both hands. Such speed calls upon the sound of the wind as the blade slice through the mist. The mist dance along with it. Then stopped, the blade poin
Demon Ascension Hell Cat II
Skullgorn, Manuheim, Heaven *** It climbed down the pillar, head first. Its claws were buried against the stonework. His head with whiskers like spears, and his forearms were the first to reveal from the mantle of darkness from above, then its torsos with stripes like tiger but skin like a snake, then its tail was long and strong. Its eyes, yellow and luminous, locked on them like they were helpless prey. Its size was gargantuan like they were a little mouse. “What the…” Dreygo reacted first. “The same but a different kind of breed, I guess.” “Why do you say so? It’s the same ugliness, I suppose.” Zudkiel said. “I have a bad feeling about this,” Dreygo said, his sword ready. Hell beasts were pure ugly and rotten as if they all came from one creator. But this Hellcat, it’s not the same anymore. First, he had ever seen, seemingly modified, or experimented to become hybrids of several kinds. “Elaine, hide!” The words came almost involuntarily. Elaine scuttled immediately behind the
Demon Ascension It has Begun
Skullgorn, Manuheim, Heaven *** The third level of Skullgorn was not what they expected. It somewhat emulated a King’s chamber. Chandeliers, bright and golden, hung overhead but without chains, seemingly an invisible energy kept them afloat. Carpets weaved with rare linen of Oshengard, placed on sides, and to the hallway. The stonework of walls and columns was molded impressively, shiny and marbled, and patterned with symbols. The room was wide and columned. Weapons with high-class sophistication were displayed on the walls, on the columns, and together with shields and armor. Three prison guards, the same regalia as the Angel scouts they had met outside Skullgorn, greeted them with hostility. “Prison Guards of Skullgorn, I am Zudkiel. The Hero of Manuheim. If you know me, let us pass to that door.” Zudkiel pointed to large double doors behind the three prison guards as he ambled first among the group. “We know who you are old soul. And your agenda is not welcome here.” “Call yo
Demon Ascension Battle Formations
From afar, they saw an image distortion, seemingly a minute or a slight light refraction, in the air. They saw Nethaniel fly past the distortion and some static electricity was discernable. It was the barrier. Zudkiel and Elaine passed through unharmed but as Viriel Dreygo passed, the transparent barrier restricted the Demon's entry. A cluster of Electricity was visible and prohibits Dreygo’s body to pass through, electrocuting him, and eventually, he fell. Viriel’s grasp released Dreygo in mid-air. Dreygo felt the biting pain of electricity burning his innards and tingling his spine, paralyzing his body right after hitting an invisible and indestructible wall. Viriel stormed on an accelerated descent with strong flaps on his wings and chase the falling demon. Dreygo screamed, his hands waving in the air and spinning as he crashed again the barrier as he descended. He can take the fall, he assessed. But knowing the crash would be enormously painful, it would take significant time to
Demon Ascension The Sacrifice of Spells
Manuheim, Heaven *** Rooms after room greeted them. Large doors, towering among them, opened and showed the utmost sophistication of artistry and design. Guards stood by beside the doors as they sauntered in, escorted by Alketh and a few other Angel warriors. The Castle had carpet all over the floor, Dreygo had found difficulty in cleaning his shoes with the mud covering his soles. “Shit all over.” He muttered by himself as he brushed the mud off with soft linen near him. The Angel warriors in that room squinted with anger at the Demon that disrespected such a fine and exquisite collection. A ballroom, Alketh took them, where a series of chandeliers hung above were floating precariously. The room, even with its vast size, was filled with magic. Dreygo felt it as he took a step inside the room. The atmosphere shifted, an invisible load had burdened his shoulder. Seemingly, he was the only one being affected by it. Elaine took time to inspect the diamond-filled walls that glistened
Demon Ascension Reunion of Blood
A sea of angel warriors populated the vast clearing in the city boundaries of Manuheim. A sharp array of golden, silver, and white armor, in battle formations with only the Pylon Shields as the first line of defense. Their armors seemed not soiled with dirt and had outshone the bright sky above them. Dreygo and his comrades landed from behind the ranks of the Angel warriors, Nethaniel took point. There they found a War general, an Angel of the Second Ranks, Krastius. He introduced himself and greeted them in a friendly manner. “Nethaniel. I had a word with Captain Alketh. The odds are better this time having you in this war.” The general said. The sharp features of his build unmatched the ragged features of his face. His eyes though had matched with his scars on his cheek. “An update from my scouts. Kragus have about a million of his troops. They can’t count properly, they were scattered all over the Mierka hills down the valley of Treefall. It is the route of our scouts to take a g