L A K E O F Z U B R I S. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [ T R I N I K A, M E T R A ]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .K I T A’S H U T. . . . . . . . . . . . ..The wind rushed past her ears as she maintain her balance on the rock that was halfway buried in the lake. The roughly circular top of the rock was where she had been standing, motioning her hands through the wind. . . The night had just passed. . .now, it was the time that crept between night and day. The sky was grey and silver clouds embedded in it. “No! That is not it. You are getting it all wrong!” Kitá shouted from behind Era, and she trembled and almost fell from the rock top into the lake. She had been trying to get what Kitá had been teaching her since very early in the morning and she had not got it yet. It was though for her to learn all the steps in one single training session. Besides, this was her first ever. Kitá insisted she must learn how to assimilate it that very da
* * * * * * * * B O R H N* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * K I N — M É T R A B O R D E R* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Lokaa wasted no time. He tried his best to follow through with Malak’s order as quickly as he could. He walked out from Malak’s tent with Isher's body, and he didn't go anywhere else. His walk took him straight to the border between Metrá and Kin, and at the border, he dropped Isher's body and turned back towards the great hill of kin. . .Silence reigned, and the wind coming from around the hill swept over Isher's still body. . .Lo. . . there had been a man in the woods nearby. Isher's body was to being watched. Mafik was only waiting to confirm Lokaa's departure from the border. He was waiting patiently until he saw that Lokaa had taken the turn which was definitely going to take him to the hill, and then he looked around one more time just to be sure no other person was watching. He walked out from where he was hiding b
L A K E O F Z U B R I S. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .[ T R I N I K A, M E T R A ]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .K I T A’S H U T. . . . . . . . . . . . . .“Hands to the side!” Kitá shouted, instructing her. . .“Call forth!”“Possess!”Era followed the instructions strictly. She was beginning to learn. She had not rested since they started. The began the training at dawn, and now the sun was setting, but she was still in the process of learning the first step. . .Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, and her legs began to shake violently on where she stood at the roughly circular top of the rock that was buried halfway in the lake.She was tired. She has been up there for so long that her bones had weaken. Her entire body was begging for rest but she could not rest, Kitá won't even let her come down from where she stood at the top of the rock.Kitá was frustrated. For every single time Era started afresh, she felt like she was wasting her time. It
E A S T L A N D. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .D I G A R. . . . . . . . .[ S Y R N E M P I R E ]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .SAO'MA'S Q U A R T E R . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .The moon fell upon Digar, and just like every other land in Digar, the Syrn empire had been covered in darkness. . .The light from the moon was sufficient to an extent, but a city that large would need more than that to keep through the night, especially one that was this cold. The rain was pattering on almost everything, and the night was wet. It occurred to the guards to keep the torches burning no matter what in order to keep the watch going as Faral had instructed them.Faral had been singing about it into their ears. He made sure that every guard had a good rest in the afternoon, and they were all forced to drink a special night tea that was meant to keep them awake —helping them to resist the urge to fall asleep— through the night.Etri came into the city after leaving the
E A S T L A N D. . . . . . . . . . . . . .D I G A R. . . . . . . . .[ S Y R N E M P I R E ]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .SAO'MA'S Q U A R T E R . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .The volume of air in Faral's lungs thickened and he could not control the frequency at which he gulped. Only a hundred kranìan was enough to wipe the entire army. 1000 Syrnese soldiers was nothing compared to 100 Kranìan soldiers. Faral knew they were only still breathing because the Kranìan were waiting for their commander to give them a signal, and this frightened him.“But this had been our home for over 200 years now. It was built from scratch, and it was not claimed from anyone with a kranìan blood,” Faral said, trying his best to make Malak consider his actions.“Yes, the Syrn empire once belonged to the Syrnese, but now it belongs to the Kranìans. Lay down your weapons, and maybe I'll spare your lives. . .” Malak said and Faral gulped once more. He could not let his men down
* * * * * * * * F Y R M O T, * * * * * * * *[ A L A N D T O T H E E A S T OF E A S T L A N D ]* * * * ** * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *N I N I A S, F Y R M O T* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *There was silence, and only the sound of the disturbed waters stood dominant. The morning sky was pale, and there were few clouds that stood noticeable. The water that rested under the sky above Fyrmot was, well, the only source of water in the whole of Fyrmot. . .Fyrmot was only an outskirt of the great desert of Deñark, and for this, it only escaped the wrath of the sands by accident —causing the land to be dry in every other region apart from the small water body that was found at the edge of Eastland.A pale young woman who had just clad herself in an attire made of black leather, had just walked out from within the sea, and no single drop of water dripped from her hair. Her pupils emitted a bright blue light, and her hair had not lost its sheen.She looked around to see if anyone had s
7 D A Y S A F T E R T H E S E I G E. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .L A K E O F Z U B R I S. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .[ T R I N I K A, M E T R A ]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .K I T A’S H U T. . . . . . . . . . . . . .Era had been practicing. She was now skilled in two areas. It was not an easy road, but she believed it was worth the struggle. She was halfway through the process of harnessing the magic, and the only step she had not learn yet was the process of discharging, that was the actual point where the magic would be put into use. Assimilating and storing without learning how to discharge it was useless.Kitá was so impressed with the fact that Era had learnt so much even while she was recovering. Era had not retrieved her memories yet, but she was physically strong. She could do all manner of trainings that Kitá made her go through, some of which she performed excellently well and wondered how she
L A K E O F Z U B R I S. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .[ T R I N I K A, M E T R A ]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .K I T A’S H U T. . . . . . . . . . . . . .Lyris placed two fingers on Era’s forehead, and Era screamed in pain. Kitá tried to go after Lyris, but she was sent to sleep with a spell line that came out of Lyris’ mouth. . .Era’s eyes tore open that very moment, and she felt a sharp burn in her head as fragments of her lost memories began to assemble back in her head slowly, and then some moments after, it came in a flash, and she could remember every single thing she was not able to remember, including the day she killed Callagh to save Castar, and the bitter moment in all that was the part where she saw Castar pushed her off the hill.Lyris released her from the influence of her magic. Her eyes watered as she saw Lyris in tears. Lyris was in such great pain. She went through Era’s memories as well and she saw the image of the time Era pl