After no more than a few paces forth, Mon'Ter and Leonidas were dragged into the next memory, the day right after Elyenora had found out. By this point, the news was circulating across the entire capital city of Banul, and nearly everyone debated what would be happening now that king Elduin had passed away.
This memory which followed was not any more pleasant than the former. Perhaps, it was even more gray than its predecessor. A sickly feeling wretched the guts of both the memory viewers, and they could feel pits getting emptied in their stomach from the sheer depression surrounding them. Whatever she was feeling, it was quite obvious that this moment in time was a memory which Elyenora hated with all her being.
Mon’Ter and Leonidas found themselves in a room together with Elyenora, she wasn't standing, much less sitting. The princess had tucked herself deep in her covers, hiding from sight and hoping to be out of mind. Though she could never escape her own mind
When Mon'Ter and Leonidas reached the void again, Mon'Ter felt himself become a lot calmer than before. "Sam is... Really good," he mumbled out with thoughts of the previous memory. During it, he didn't dare interrupt or speak, he only watched as the young man did his thing and made Elyenora feel ever so slightly better than before. He helped her heal not by talking to her about the tragedy but by being there for her, it was certainly a thing that the Chimera could admire. A thing he could learn. "Aye, that kid sure is amazing," Leonidas grinned as he spoke, crossing his arms before continuing. "He's talented at lots of things, that's for sure, and I sure am glad he and Ely are on such good terms. It brings joy to me as a grandfather, you know?" "I think so," Mon'Ter replied. "I too am happy that my friends are on good terms, so, maybe that's similar?" he mused on it, though he wasn't quite certain whether being a friend and being a grandfather had anything in common
"I think that about confirms it," Leonidas spoke with his arms crossed. "He doesn't know about Elduin being alive, and is genuinely disturbed by it. Looking at him now from an outside point of view like this, makes it awfully obvious." "Yeah," Mon'Ter nodded. "Though, what worries me is his thought process... I think it probably has something to do with why he's causing such a ruckus in the current time." "More than likely," Leonidas sighed, scratching the back of his head. "I'll talk to him in the real world when I see him. That may honestly be the most important thing of the upcoming events that still need to play out." "Agreed," Mon'Ter said. “Aydian needs a talk to, I have my doubts whether we actually have to kill him or even fight him for that matter. Things might be resolved a lot easier with him if we played it out right. He might even help against the dragon cult?” “Potentially,” Leonidas nodded. “Though there’s also the concern that he’s inf
Everyone gazed at Elyenora with wonder in their eyes, her sudden proclamation enamored them. With this, they knew. She had certainly inherited the will of her father, the will of Benulis’ ruler. A will which for them, was the one most desired for inheritance. Immediately they ruptured in a round of applause for her words, if anything, to encourage her on the path she is choosing to follow. And as she honorably watched them do so, raising her hand to the air for further facilitation of her claim. Mon’Ter couldn’t help but see nothing except pain in her eyes. Even if she’d forced out a smile for the nobility around her, it couldn’t be said to be anything other than a facade to show how ‘strong’ she was. To show she was ready to uphold her words, to send off her father in the proper way. Even if in her mind, she still felt weak over it. Her body could move accordingly. Her voice could thunder powerfully. Her figure could continue to stand tall, and she could continue to grow un
Elyenora halted her stride and stared at the prince whose eyes had gone from crazed to mellow, they weren’t the eyes of someone mad but someone who hated the feelings surging up from within him. Those strikes of red across the whites… Could he have been crying? “What are you talking about…?” Elyenora gulped down on her saliva as she asked, watching Aydian intently for every movement he did. “You’re blind, sister! You’re so blind that it makes me want to hurl!” the prince clenched his fists and ground his teeth. Unimpeded, he waltzed over straight toward the princess. “Hey, wait a minute!” Samuel shot up to intervene, he went in between the two siblings and extended his hand towards Aydian. “Don’t do anything rash-” The back of Aydian’s fist found its mark dead on Samuel’s chin, his body flopped as his head rang like a bell, bringing him to the ground in an instant. Elyenora widened her eyes in shock, but reacted all the same. She hovered her hand over
Aydian stared at the spot where Elyenora and Samuel had vanished from, he grinned, and the memory began to cease. Everything returned once more to the void of memories, the scenery shattered and flickered away like flower petals blown away by the powerful gusts of the outdoors. Mon’Ter and Leonidas stood there, and the chimera contemplated over what he’d just witnessed. “So, that’s how it started? Really…?” Leonidas sighed, “It would seem so, sadly.” “Bloody hell… Why would he do that?” Mon’Ter clenched his fists. “It seemed so weird given how he acted in all the other memories, Elyenora was right to be as confused as she was over it… Ugh… I want to pummel his face into the ground for how he treated them now…” “Don’t go doing that before I talk to him properly, alright?” Leonidas pointed to him. “Fine. But if he dares to claim being our enemy even after that, I’m not listening,” Mon’Ter pointed at him back, almost as if mimicking the old man.<
One final walk across the golden path of streams, one last look at the bubbles of memories that surrounded them. Within them, they could see the images of battle deep within the depths of Lydia’s Caves, they could see the long hallway leading to Finis’ large room, as well as the door that divided the caves from the then corrupt spirit’s soul realm. Mon’Ter could tell by those memory bubbles, this was their destination. They had arrived. “This should be it now,” he said to Leonidas with a meaningful look, cautioning him. “If we are going to be fighting something that came about from That battle, I’d get my guard up if I were you.” Leonidas merely grinned in response until that grin turned to a laugh. “Hahaha! Whatever it is you kiddos fought, I’ve seen worse, don’t worry bout it Laddy!” “Just telling you beforehand,” Mon’Ter shrugged whilst they made their way to the transit point of the pathway, the moment they stepped in the right location, the world
The air surrounding Leonidas began to change, and the glow which emanated from his pupils began to soar in luminosity, it started creating a flaring aura that came out of every pore in his body. The old man grinned gleefully, his grip tightened even more than before, and he could even feel his muscles bulge from underneath his armor.“Let’s get to it, Mon’Ter! I'll force the one of Elyenora away, you can go all out with Samuel's shadow entity!” Leonidas roared as his legs launched him from the dark nothingness of the realms of memories, straight towards Elyenora’s shadow with the intent of killing it.He did not go for a conventional attack, no, instead as he flew towards it with sound shattering speed, he turned his body horizontally and began spinning like a top with his arms outstretched, the scimitars in his hands turned him into a cyclone that would butcher anything in his path.And as the first blade nearly reached its target,
“Wh–What?!” Leonidas bellowed from the far reaches of the branching gold path. Even from that distance, he could see that Mon’Ter must be dead.The shadow entity had torn his arms off, half of the lower part of his torso was also missing and there was only a gaping hole in its place. Even his wings were only at half length at best. And as mentioned before, his face was more or less gone, with only half of his head still there.“Kid!” Leonidas’ eyes shone with a bright hue, he forced out the aura and vigor to once more surround him even if his body couldn’t quite take the pressure and exertion these eyes of his caused. Still, as his skin burned through the pores, he bit his lip and held out through the searing pain.The old knight grasped both his scimitars as tightly as his fingers could latch on, his legs stomped onto the paths and he bolted straight towards the seemingly dead chimera. Within a fraction of a secon