The lieutenant looked to the sky. He could not believe what he was seeing. one might think it was something from pictures in a book or mythical from stories but before him, it was reality.A series of high-pitched whistling notes was heard.For a slight second there, every sword, knife, gun pointed, spear or any weapon stopped in it's assault.Every body looked up in the sky. And then, the chaos continued, except that it was not the way it was before were every body was fighting each other. Now, they were running for their lives. Two big beasts landed from the sky. They were made entirely of Yellow glowing aura. One was a chimera and the other a Cerberus.One was a mythical creature known for its three heads of lion, snake and goat that vomited fire, poison and gas respectively.While the other was a beast that the legendary stories proclaimed was a guardian of the gates of hell itself. A giant three headed dog of pure chaos.These two beasts made home in the battle field and start
"wait!" Tiny called to him. "Yeah!" "Hu..try up!" "Of course." Derek smiled at her as he dived out of the ship. "Lydia. Take her somewhere safe." The engines of the ship roared a bit and it went through the hole Madeline had created on the wall. Derek joined the fray once more. Fighting against the Ebora members that seemed like an undying ever flowing stream. Just pouring into the hall. It was chaos every where, or at least in most places. Some fights between particular opponents was avoided at all cost. One of which was the brawl between Farida and Mr Woody. Farida was a level four(4) Whisperer. Even though she was not of Noble blood, she was still a Writer. In truth, she was never suppose to be in the central Mesis Humus in the first place since she was not at least a noble, but to every rule, there were exceptions and this was definitely one of them. Are undying love and loyalty to Esther won her the opportunity as an escort to a place such as this. To Esther, she wa
At nearly the same time. Esther was also making quick work of the elder.No matter what he did. Whether it was usage of aura into technique, he was not her league and she made sure that the lesson made home in his head with the hard punches and kicks she gave.He was made to feel tremendous pain even when he tried to block her attacks with Aura.For her, his aura was as Strong as a sheet of paper.*Pow!pow!!pow!!!*Like she was spanking a child for the error of his ways and not a middle aged man.Finally, the elder could not take it again as he was sent to the ground like a ragged doll.Blood came out of his nose, ears and mouth. His body was also not in the best of shape. His muscles were swollen at some points and at others, curved in.Esther walked to him. One step at a time. Never in a rush neither was she too slow. She had felt a bit insulted that a child like the elder had even thought that he was her opponent.She lifted her hand to the sky. Runes gathered around her hands glow
....Meanwhile, back at Bastets temple, a crisis had come knocking. A very bad crises. And at the moment, Bastet was at a loss for what to do. Although she did have contingency plans especially for situations such as these but at the moment, she hesitated to use them. And the reason for that, was non other than the fact that her most precious Derek was currently out of the nest and fighting with his friends for a friend.If she took that step now, it might not be an easy fix. But she had no choice. She had to do it.Because, right at the moment, the forces of not one but two noble families were at her door step.She did not know how they had managed to find the node in the outside world that led to her temple, but at the moment, it did not matter. Bastet was smart. in fact, she was very smart for her age of barely a few thousand years. She had managed to outsmart the entire nobility of the Writer world and stayed hidden for a very long time. She had outsmarted old Writers of severa
And to make matters worse, there was this continuous ringing in her head whenever both of them came close enough.The ringing made for concentration to be impossible. But that was no excuse for this warrior maid to back off from a fight.She thrust her chain with knives at its edges at him, but he blocked it with a bone knife. Moving his hand in a circular motion, he wrapped her chains around his hand and pulled her closer.By now, he understands that she was somehow weakened before him.As he dragged her closer, the ringing sound in her head increased. She was forced to once more let go of her rune chain.But not before his attack brushed past her thighs, taking with them three lines of flesh. One for each bone knife his elbow had to offer."Hahaha!!!" His maniac laugh was loud and irritating to the ears. It sounded like an echo of laughs came after his own."Yes! I have always wanted to know.what the colour of a Writer's body was like. I am indeed disappointed that your kind does no
"DEREK! MOVE!!" Hayaa screamed in his head and he barely rolled over to the side in time.A massive red gas of souls left Mr Woody's dead body. Dissolving into the air as there did. Derek looked back at the body on the ground. It had shriveled into skin and bones."You are very lucky. That was really close. If those demented souls had gotten into you, you would have very much regreted your identity as a Writer." Hayaa adviced."Wait is that what was caught all the ringing in my head?" "Yes! Writers are destiny's instrument for maintaining balance. The deafening ringing you heard standing close to him was as a result of their beg and resentment towards your kind. Mortals being what they are have little to no control and sensitivity to the soul. But once they become dead and in soul form, they can sense the authority your soul rune has over them. They can also sense the abundance of life your soul rune carries. Normal dead souls would have done nothing and maybe even stay away. But no
"Damn it! At this rate,we will not be able to switch nodes in time." Bastet lamented in annoyance."We have to stall them. Before they get through."She turned to an acolyte beside her. "Bring out the canons!""Yes madam!" She responded and left but then she turned back, "which of them, madam!? Mortal cannons or the ones used during the war?" She asked panicking.Bastet faced palmed. It was moments like these that she missed the presence of Lydia. She would have probably brought out the cannons even before Bastet ordered it."ALL OF THEM!!!" She screamed in anger."Yes! Madam Bastet." The acolyte bowed in panic before running out of the room.Walter opened a small zodiac gate that led to his room. Stretching his hand in, he brought out a bottle of wine and a glass. He poured the contents of the bottle into the glass and using his walking stick, he walked to Bastet."Here, have some. You need it." Bastet took the glass from his hand and downed it's content in one gulp."You should tak
Yes! Erugard was a fire elemental Norminer. And he was a very high one at that too. Just the appearance of his quill pen alone that was deep red and looked like it would burn his hand was enough for the surrounding temperature to rise.And as more of the feathers of fire surrounded his body, the more the hit in the environment increase.His hands moved and walls of fire were formed that protected against Bastet's assault.And then he willed again and his pen wrote runes in the air. These runes morphed into large scary balls of fire. And the moment he stretched his hand, they went in the direction he pointed.They went straight for the Zordia gate. Some of the acolytes were already shivering in fear. Nobody here was dumb. If those things were to get in here, they knew there were as good as done for. After all, who would survive such a blast from a high level Norminer.But just before the blast would make home, Bastet suddenly had a smile on her face. Her fingers moved and the so wide