"Why…?" Rollo asked his voice hoarse. He was on the ground, his lower half was lost, both of his arms as well. His wounds were frozen preventing him from regenerating. The frost was spreading killing his cells one by one. "I dont really know what you were expecting." Drake said, scratching the back of his head. He hated Rollo. Killing him was only natural. Still, seeing a kid laying on the ground having suffered such grave injuries Drake almost felt bad for him. Almost. He wasn't about to feel sympathy toward someone who planned to enslave him. "I… thought… we could be… friends…" the boy struggled to speak. His lips had turned blue and the breaths he struggled to release with each word turned into white fog. "I wanted you… by my side… we could've… we could've ruled… the upper realm…" "Friends? That's a really bad joke." Drake snorted, mocking the idea. "I only saw you as the bastard who wants to turn me into a weapon. I guess you have succeeded in that regard. Bet you didn't exp
A lot of things happened after the battle against the Dragonspears. When they reunited with the others, Drake learned that Peter had saved Edda and her hound as well. Turns out the two were actually in a secret relationship and she was the one who came up with the whole plan of destroying his contract and escaping. Apparently she was of a rare race of Beastkin that possessed healing abilities. Since her bloodline was too valuable the Dragonspears wanted to make her a part of their family instead of enslaving her then harvesting her Soul. Healers were a rare commodity so even if they're Beastkin they're always treated well. That said, she couldn't get over the fact that she was sold like an object and was looking for the perfect opportunity to betray them. The weirdest part of all was that she had fallen in love with Peter despite him being nothing but a cloud of smoke. Drake was confused about how they planned on making it work, however the girl said that a magic that allows Beas
I don’t know how I ended up like this.No, I know precisely how I ended up like this. I just find it hard to believe.I had just placed my pen down after finishing my studies and was about to get some well deserved rest. Since I had already brushed my teeth, I turned off the lights headed to my bed.I was about to close my exhausted, heavy eyelids when I noticed something strange in the corner of my room. A shadow much darker than the darkness of my surroundings.By this age I was no longer afraid of sleeping with the lights off, even so I couldn’t stop it from bothering me.I got up and used my phone’s flashlight to see what’s there, however there was nothing.
Throwing the unconscious intruder into a crudely made prison cell, the disciples quickly left to resume whatever ritual they had gathered for.The tunnel went dark as the light from their simple oil lamps followed them and since they never bothered to look behind no one noticed the yellow eyes gleaming in the darkness of the cell.“How cruel…” the shadow murmured. “They didn’t have to be so rough…”The shadow extended forming what vaguely resembled a hand. Once the darkness settled, a faint green light began emitting from it gradually enveloping the restrained young man. A few seconds later the bruises from the beating he got slowly faded.Though he wanted to heal him back to health, the faint sound of footsteps heading i
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It wasn’t too difficult to guess that the men in black weren’t careless enough to not lock the cell which could only mean one thing, someone is trying to help him escape.Whoever it is, they came here, cut the ropes tying his arms and left the cell open before leaving. But if that was really the case why didn’t they wake him up? Is it because this is all the help they could offer him?This place is filled with cultists. He couldn’t imagine what the black cloaks would do if they discover that one of them is helping a prisoner escape.Guess I’m on my own from this point...He has to move quickly before they come to check on him and discover what was going on. He didn’t have enough time to come up
As the cultist led the other prisoner his way Drake found himself with two choices; either he escapes to the tunnel opposite to the one they were in or return to his cell.Thinking fast he picked the later realizing how things would go the moment the cultist finds out he wasn’t where they left him.Drake climbed back into his cage and closed it careful not to make any sound. He then laid on his side and hid his arms behind his back pretending that they’re still tied.Seeing the orange glow drawing closer he shut my eyes and played dead praying that the cultist doesn’t notice anything.Even with his eyes closed Drake could still see the miniature map in the corner of his vision. When he focused for a few seconds it expended showing the entire area
Drake’s conversation with the other prisoner provided him with some useful information, however that alone didn’t increase the odds of his escape being safe.He tried to summarize what he learned to get his thoughts into order. The place that shadow had taken him to is a series of tunnels inside a mountain called Icewyrm. Drake had never heard of such location and since the name sound like it’s something out of a fantasy the hypothesis of him being in a game or a completely different world started to become more believable. Though he still refused to accept it.Putting aside how unrealistic things sounded, Drake realized that the likelihood of anyone coming to their rescue was null. If one were to assume that the nearest community, the one the guy below him came from, is really six hours away, even if they send someone out to look for hi