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"I feel ashamed to have someone like you come from this clan." Koorban frowned. "You sold us away and now you will pay dearly for it." "Hey hey please, I understand that you minotaurs are not at peace with Lord Bjorfuran Boldfury but can you settle whatever scores you have a day after tomorrow because -""Shut up human and step aside, this is non of your business." Koorban said dismissively. Lord Mordian was now confused and if these hornless minotaurs were about to do what he thought they were going to do which was to kill him, then it was likely he was about to witness the perfect plan he and prince Elrond plotted about to shatter right before his very eyes. "what will I say to convince this minotaurs, first it was the dwarves now it is some angry hornless minotaurs, who look hell bent on exerting revenge on Lord Bjorfuran, our only key to finding the Badorna lotus." Lord Mordian thought to himself however before he was done thinking, Koorban ordered for the nine hornless minotaurs
STEEL AND FLESH LORD KOORBAN
The minotaur forced his labrys out of Lord Bjorfuran's head causing the regent to drop down dead on the spot with blood gushing out of his severed head and mouth."Nooooo!" Lord Mordian yelled at the top of his voice with the hope of finding the Badorna lotus completely shattered. "You bastards - my nephew's life depended on Lord Bjorfuran, the elves, goblins, trolls and dwarves depended on the information he was going to give us concerning the Badorna lotus, now he is gone - just because of the useless revenge you wanted to take not minding the consequences of your action." He mumbled bitterly.Gordnag turned to him. "Mooo! You have no idea the minotaur you put your trust in - it is preferable to trust a serpent than to trust Lord Bjorfuran bright horn at least, the serpent cares for its own eggs more than he does." He said."Quiet Gordnag - Bjorfuran does not deserve the name Brighthorn, he is a shame to our clan - he seized to be a Brighthorn when he led king Arron's goons to sla
STEEL AND FLESH THE HORNLESS FACTION
"Yes!" Lord Mordian grunted. "I am the Aran Sereng - what will you do to me now huh."The was an indistant chatter among the minotaurs both well and injured due to the fact that all of them including Koorban were shocked at the sight of Lord Mordian who now identified himself as the man that became the worst terror to their kind in a dispense of just eight years.Koorban sniffed deeply then moved his face more closer to Lord Mordian's. "You have grown old." He began to move his fingers across his face trying to feel his skin that was a bit wrinkled and cold."Lord Koorban do you mean that this is the King of Blood, the harbinger of terror and death to our kind?" Another minotaur asked while looking uncomfortable."Unfortunately yes." Koorban replied flatly."Lord Koorban if you say this human that kind of looks like an old timer to me is the Aran Sereng, I think it would be in our best interest to cut him down as we did to Bjorfuran." Said Browneye who was holding his bleeding side wh
STEEL AND FLESH THE PLANTATION
"Hmmm - I like your confidence." Gordnag said. "However I pray I do not get to experience your savagery ever again, that is if you are as dangerous as you claim to be." Said Gordnag. Lord Mordian clenched his jaw as a response to what Gordnag said. Gordnag noticed that Lord Mordian was annoyed by that statement but instead of apologizing he stared back at him with cold eyes.After staring coldly at each other for about ten heartbeats, he turned away from Gordnag and looked over to the dinning table. "Lagnin, Hoglor, both of you can come out now." He called out.Both dwarves crawled out of the dinning table shivering in fear, however their faces brightened when they saw that the atmosphere was clear, but Lagnin screamed when he saw Lord Bjorfuran's corpse with his forehead severed open."Quiet Lagnin, you scream like a girl." Hoglor hissed while he moved to hold his mouth, so he could halt the high pitched tone Lagnin let out due to fear."Lord Mordian - are we safe?" Hoglor asked."Y
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"Do you have any plan set so we could pull down the gates, or better still draw the minotaurs out, so we do not cause much stir?" Lord Mordian asked."No, I do not have a plan." Koorban replied. "I thought you had a plan." He continued.Lord Mordian squeezed his face in anguish, he contorted his lips and clenched his jaws because apparently, he became lost due to the fact that he could not not come up with a plan or something tangible, that would see them get through the gates that surrounded the Badorna lotus plantation. "Damn it." He hissed in anger."You cannot blame the minotaurs Lord Mordian, from what I have read about minotaurs, they are not very intelligent." Romeo who was standing beside his horse whispered meekly."I heard that!" Said Gordnag, with a calm face, which meant he held no grudge against Romeo for saying that."So what are we going to do?" Galrut asked."I do not know." Lord Mordian replied disappointedly.Some time later, they heard the sound of a horse neighing
STEEL AND FLESH LEVICORPUS
"Yes, the Badorna lotus, we have come to get the Badorna lotus." Lord Mordian replied Klara. "I am sure Romeo had told you everything about the Badorna lotus." He turned back to Romeo, staring disappointedly at him."It can be used to cure the Skaezer, apart from that, I know nothing of the Badorna lotus.""Well fortunately for you, that is all there is to know about the Badorna lotus." Lord Mordian smiled.Klara noticed the tall brick wall below the valley and the sentry minotaurs that patrolled around the ramparts. "Is that were the leader of Goreland lives?" She asked."No." Romeo replied, creasing his eyebrows to the center, putting up a fake smile expressing how arkward the question was. "No king would live in a place such as that.""Then why is it heavily guarded? - wait, are you all planning to attack a minotaur chieftain?" She asked. "If so, what are you doing with minotaurs Lord Mordian?""You ask too many questions Klara. But anyways I will answer all of them - Firstly, no,
STEEL AND FLESH THROUGH THE GATES
Klara rode on her horse, along the straight track, that led to the walls of the Badorna lotus plantation, while Lord Mordian, Romeo, Galrut, and the six minotaurs hid along bushes and the barks of trees, that were situated close to were the plantation was."I never believed that I would have to kill a group of minotaurs, before I get to the Badorna lotus here in Merveilland." Lord Mordian hissed. "However, since it is the will of the gods, I gladly welcome the challenge, and by Heykzan's golden xiphos sword, victory will be ours." He continued."If the plan goes well, I am confident of success, not just in getting the Badorna lotus, but also in bringing Arron Thickroar down to his knees." Koorban Brighthorn said.Klara steered closer towards the wooden gate, passing through the the bushes and trees that were on the both sides of the road, and at last she became exposed, now in the full view of the minotaur sentries."Halt there you hooded creature." One of the sentries bellowed. Klara
STEEL AND FLESH AN ELEGENT FLOWER WITH PURPLE HUES
One of the horned minotaurs, rushed to were a big, long horn was kept, presumably for the purpose of sending a signal so he could alarm their fellow warriors of the need for help in critical cases of infiltration, such as the one they found themselves in at the moment.The minotaur grasped the horn and readied himself to blow it, however before he could pump some air into the horn, an arrow flew out of the nothigness of the cold night, and plunged right deep into his skull.The horned minotaurs now fourteen in number, struggled to ready themselves with their weapons, grasping both labrys and spears of different varieties, but forged according to Gorelish style, with the sharp edges of the labrys arching up to the wooden shaft.They wore nervous expressions on their faces, as the infiltrators charged menacingly at them, however it did not take up to five heartbeats before he fighting started.Koorban rushed fearlessly towards one of the horned creatures, who out of desperation, aimed h
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EPILOGUE
Epilogue:Days had passed since Lord Mordian's successful but perilous attempt to harness the arcane forces and restore the fallen soldiers. The initial triumph had given way to a relentless and sinister consequence that now gripped him with an iron hold.Lord Mordian's once vibrant complexion had faded to a sickly pallor, his skin appearing almost translucent under the harsh daylight. Dark circles etched themselves beneath his eyes, marking the toll of sleepless nights and restless vigils.His once steady hands now trembled, the faint quiver betraying the constant strain he was under. His arms and legs felt as if they were aflame, an unrelenting burn that surged through his veins like molten lava. The physical torment was unceasing, a constant reminder of the power he had dared to command.The palms of his hands bore the brunt of the adverse effect. Sections of skin peeled away, leaving behind raw, tender patches that stung with every touch. Lord Mordian's fingertips were bliste
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SHADOWS OF DOUBT: BENEVOLENCE IN QUESTION
"In times of war, there must be consequences for actions taken," Bongan Rodbar's voice carried an air of authority as he addressed the captive commander. "You are responsible for the pain and suffering this invasion has brought upon these lands. And now, you must face the consequences.""I was carrying out my orders!" The chief commander replied coldly, with a malevolent look at Bongan Rodbar.Bongan Rodbar turned to Lord Mordian and Lord Barthine Loust, his eyes steady. "Gentlemen, as a symbol of justice and retribution, one of you may choose to deliver the final blow. The choice is yours."A heavy silence hung in the air as Lord Barthine Loust exchanged a contemplative look with Lord Mordian. Then, in a surprising turn of events, Lord Barthine Loust unfastened his own sword from his side and stepped forward, his eyes locked on Lord Mordian."Lord Mordian," he began, his voice carrying a weight of sincerity, "it is you who deserves this chance. For all you have done, and for what yo
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UNEXPECTED IDENTITY
As the dust began to settle on the battlefield, Lord Mordian and Lord Barthine Loust exchanged weary yet triumphant glances. The unexpected intervention of the Elerian warriors had turned the tide of battle in their favor, saving Prodloust from the clutches of Quanian annexation.Amidst the aftermath of the chaotic struggle, a presence drew their attention. Among the Elerian horsemen, a mounted soldier stood out, his demeanor exuding an air of command and authority. Even from a distance, it was clear that he was the leader of this formidable force, and his presence was a beacon of hope and strength.As the Bauthinian soldiers continued to regroup, Lord Mordian and Lord Barthine Loust's eyes were drawn to the mounted leader. His attire spoke of his status and prowess. He wore intricately designed chain mail that gleamed even in the dim moonlight, each link a testament to the craftsmanship that had gone into its creation. His helmet was a work of art in itself, adorned with elegant
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RENEWED VALOR TRIUMPH
With a fierce determination, Lord Barthine Loust carefully lowered Lord Mordian to the ground, his movements deliberate and calculated. His grip tightened around the hilt of his sword, the cold metal a comforting weight in his hand. As the two Quanian soldiers charged towards him, he took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest.Ducking beneath the first swing of a Quanian blade, Lord Barthine Loust's movements were fluid and precise. He sidestepped another strike, the air whistling as the enemy's weapon sliced through the space where he had been. His mind raced, analyzing every movement of his opponents, seeking out their vulnerabilities.With a swift motion, Lord Barthine Loust parried a blow and countered with a calculated strike of his own. His sword met the Quanian soldier's weapon with a resounding clash, the force of the impact reverberating through his arms. He lunged forward, his blade finding its mark and carving a deep gash across the soldier's chest.However,
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 7
Amidst the chaos, the spectral warriors led by Lord Barthine Loust and Gorloth charged into the heart of the Quanian forces with an otherworldly ferocity. Their armor gleamed with an ethereal radiance as they clashed with the enemy, cutting through the Quanian soldiers with unmatched skill and precision. The Bauthinian foot soldiers, who had been struggling earlier, were awestruck and filled with renewed hope as they witnessed the terrifying warriors with their haunting helmets fighting on their side.Amidst the clash of steel and the cries of battle, the Bauthinian soldiers couldn't believe their eyes. "Who are these warriors and why do they wear such haunting helmets?" one soldier exclaimed in disbelief. Another shouted, "We're not alone! They should be mercenaries hired by Lord Barthine Loust to help us defend our city!" The sight of these fearsome warriors turned the tide of morale, igniting a newfound fire within the Bauthinian ranks.Gorloth, with his long sword and battleaxe,
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 6
Amidst the sea of chaos and carnage, Lord Mordian's focus was unyielding, his sword an extension of his indomitable will. Every strike he made was a tribute to the countless lives he aimed to protect. As a Quanian soldier's shield smashed into his face, a blinding flash of pain erupted, and he staggered backward, his vision momentarily blurred.But even in the midst of this disorienting blow, his training and instincts took over. The burly Quanian soldier lunged at him, his swift movements designed to exploit the momentary weakness. Hammering blows rained down upon Lord Mordian, testing his defenses. Steel met steel as Mordian parried and blocked the onslaught, his muscles straining against the powerful attacks.With each parry, he calculated his opponent's movements, his mind racing even as the world spun around him. His resolve was unshaken, his determination unwavering. In a lightning-quick motion, he sidestepped an incoming strike, his body moving with a grace that belied the
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 5
As the evening wore on, the relentless exchange of missiles between Bauthinia and Quania showed no sign of abating. The darkening sky became a canvas for streaks of fire and trails of smoke as projectiles cut through the air with deadly precision. The grim toll of casualties mounted on both sides, with soldiers falling amidst the chaos, their battle cries drowned out by the cacophony of war.The Quanian siege towers, though battered by the unyielding Bauthinian artillery, continued their slow advance with an unwavering determination. The massive wheels of the towers rumbled over the rugged terrain, inching ever closer to the towering walls of Prodloust. The defenders of Bauthinia were caught in a cruel dilemma, torn between diverting their attention to the menacing siege towers and retaliating against the unrelenting Quanian artillery.The relentless onslaught from both sides created a maelstrom of confusion and chaos on the battlefield. The Bauthinian soldiers worked tirelessly,
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 4
As the battle raged on, the defenders of Bauthinia swiftly set their plan into motion. On the ramparts, soldiers bustled around three massive cauldrons perched above an open flames, the air thick with the acrid scent of boiling oil.With practiced precision, they worked to ensure the oil reached a searing temperature, its surface shimmering with the intense heat.Lord Mordian's voice carried across the ramparts, his tone firm and resolute. "Prepare to release the oil on my command!"Soldiers lined up along the ramparts, ready to execute the order. Their faces were grim, hearts pounding with a mix of anticipation and dread as they awaited the moment when they would unleash the scalding oil upon the Quanian forces.Down below, the Quanian soldiers continued their determined advance, their synchronized march pushing and pounding the massive battle ram onto the gates. The ground trembled beneath their feet, each step and effort to ram the gates weakened the locks more and more, thus brin
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THE SIEGE OF PRODLOUST 3
The cacophony of battle reached a crescendo as the exchange of arrows between the Bauthinian and Quanian forces continued with unyielding determination. The sky was painted with the arcs of deadly projectiles, each arrow a messenger of death and defiance.The defenders of Bauthinia, knowing the importance of maintaining their archers' position, worked tirelessly to reinforce their fortifications. They scrambled to bring more bricks, stones, and timber, building makeshift barriers to shield the archers from the incoming arrows.Across the field, the Quanian archers adjusted their strategy, seeking to find gaps in the Bauthinian defense. They aimed for the weak points in the battlements, targeting the areas with fewer defenders and where the makeshift cover was not as effective.As the sun hung low on the horizon, casting an eerie glow over the battlefield, the archers on both sides continued to pour arrows into the air. The sky was a storm of wooden shafts, each one carrying the ho