Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, Azkia locked eyes with Gilgash, a sly smile curling at the corner of her lips. She let out a mocking chuckle, her body language displaying a hint of cheekiness and wit.
"You call yourself an orc lord?" Azkia taunted, her voice carrying above the din of battle. "Yet here you stand, too afraid to defend your honor and tarnish the traditions of our ancestors."
Gilgash's face contorted with anger and disgust at Azkia's words, his body language betraying his fury. "You know nothing of our traditions, human," he retorted, his voice venomous. "Your feeble attempts at mockery will not save you from the inevitable."
Azkia's smile widened, her body language exuding confidence as she continued to goad Gilgash. "Oh, I know more than you think," she replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "I know that real orc warriors don't cower behind their armies. They face their enemies head-on, defending their honor with every ounce of their being.
The battlefield crackled with tension as Azkia faced off against Gilgash, their gazes locked in a fierce struggle. The air grew heavy with anticipation, both combatants fully aware that this was the defining moment of their clash. Azkia's eyes shimmered with determination as she tapped into the depths of her power. A surge of energy coursed through her veins, and her body glowed with an ethereal light. She raised her arms toward the heavens, calling upon the celestial forces that governed the universe. Above them, the night sky seemed to respond. Stars blazed brighter, their light intensifying until it filled the atmosphere. A cascade of twinkling luminescence rained down upon the battlefield, bathing the area in a mystical glow. It was the manifestation of Azkia's Nature Stargazer ability—the legendary rain of stars. Gilgash, initially taken aback by this display of power, recovered quickly, his determination undeterred. With a bellowing roar, he charged toward Azkia, swinging his
As Azkia's determination burned within her, she made a bold decision to confront Gilgash head-on, disregarding the overwhelming odds stacked against her. With every ounce of strength and resilience, she charged towards the Orc Lord, her eyes fixed on his enraged visage. Azkia's mind is running at full speed thinking... As I fought on, my thoughts raced amidst the chaos of battle. The toll of the prolonged and intense clash with Gilgash was becoming evident in my weary body. Fatigue crept in, slowing my movements and dulling my reflexes. I could feel the weight of exhaustion settling upon me, threatening to sap my strength. But I refused to let weariness overcome me. I had a duty to protect Stormhaven Port, and I would not allow fatigue to cloud my judgment or weaken my resolve. I reminded myself of the lives depending on me, the city relying on my unwavering determination. Each labored breath served as a reminder of the importance of the task at hand. I acknowledged the reality of
Dududduum! Dururum! BADUM!! BADUM! Battle anthemic music is being played in the coliseum. The drums are being hit with so much passion it burns the heart of the audience, it was much louder now that only a grid separated Aiden from the arena. The beating of the drums hammered into their heart, bloodlust and savageness sounds plunging them into some kind of tribal and hypnotic trance on the basement.. For Aiden, the rhythmic and heavy sound of the drums helped him calm his mind and remain a vigilant and focused state. He had learned to suppress the urge to go berserk as time and time again he failed to control his primal instinct every time he entered the coliseum. “Vexira, my patron. Bless me as i am going to vanquish the foes once again so i can return to your embraces, milady” Aiden prayed silently. There was a time when he was practicing his Extrasensory Perception and reflexes, his mentor Falkrontol beat the drums in the practice area and incite his bloodlust greatly that h
10 minutes earlier, looking behind him, from where the presenter's voice had come from, Aiden recognized the lodges of the Houses. These were more spacious, with real leather seats that looked comfortable. Massive braziers half encompassing each of the fourteen alabaster columns light up the lower levels of the circular throne and coat everything in an orange glimmer. The intricately carved woodwork hanging from the domed ceiling dances in the flickering light while carved images and statuettes look down upon the granite floor of this elegant hall.A lilac rug runs in a circle around the room, with two paths at the throne and the main entrance while matching banners with gilded ridges swing gently from the walls. Between each banner hangs a small luster, they've all been lit and in turn illuminate the depictions of late heroes below them.They were also sheltered from bad weather by a carved granite roof. The largest imperial lodge in the middle was occupied by several thrones aligned
The Gods Descend once again in the air above the coliseum. Duna then speaks once again seeing nobody moves from their places. “Arise warriors of Titanoire” , suddenly, a wind of rejuvenation blows around everyone as their body becomes healed. No more wounds appeared in everyone’s body in the whole coliseum. “We thanked the gods for their blessings” everyone voiced, including the vertelixes in their own language. “Sólskin ceetas” or “thank you my sunlord” the vertelixes shouted with awe.“Brave warriors, today it's ignorant who think the cause they follow is just.It's what a lot of people think, but the ideal is not a wrong way, it's just a way we can follow, it can be a reason to live.If you die for your convictions, you will be an extremist for your enemies and a hero for your friends, but everyone will remember that you were brave and that is the most important.” said Traust.Today, we are witnessing a new dawn. a new legend. The stars have spoken. He has been chosen as the one w
The four people suddenly hold Aiden’s body and pinned him down. Aiden tried to free himself, when he heard a voice he knew. “Calm down Aiden, just listen to us first.” Hugo speaks. “Hugo, is that you? Wait, you all five are here? What happened?” Aiden was confused. “Gentlemen, let’s release him first.” Hugo says as the others release their locks on Aiden’s body. Aiden turned his body and lay down on the ground, exhausted. “Well, we all have been tricked since the beginning…” Hugo seems ashamed admitting something. Suddenly, The Minotaur came and laughed hard at Aiden. “ Let me rephrase the words, All your running is for naught, but still i enjoyed the game…” Hugo then explained that the first one who run away as he informed them that this is a game of chase and run actually the minotaur himself, as he caught the first one as he is the one in the back all alone guarding everyone, we all are so focused on the murals so our cognitive mind react when we are told to run for a game ad
Seven lean, square towers dwarf everything below them and are connected by giant, solid walls made of white marble.Stylish windows are scattered here and there around the walls in seemingly perfect symmetry, along with symmetric crenelations for archers and artillery.A huge gate with hefty wooden doors, a regular bridge and various artillery equipment guards the last stronghold along this rough shoreline and it's the only way in, at least to those unfamiliar with the castle and its surroundings.Various large houses are scattered outside the castle gates, surprisingly the rich are comfortable with living outside the gates as well. This castle looks very new, but without knowing its history it's impossible to tell if it's a newly built castle or a well kept one.Aiden was walking towards a door, this is another part of God’s Abode. His mind is empty at the moment, but his heart grows restless… he only wears a simple garment, a white shirt and brown leather pants. nothing more…Pushin
"Are you full?" Aiden clapped his hands and asked. He and Rena stopped for a while and talked about Sylgarth, Rena then extracted some knowledge about Sylgarth from Aiden’s memory with a unique magic inborn for technomagi golems, Intelligence Sharing. "I'm done, my lord," Rena said. "Let's go then, I hope to find a village or town today and find out where we are..." Aiden sighed. "Okay sir," Rena replied as she put down the fire and conceal it with some dirt to avoid wildfire since that is the first thing Aiden asked him to do when they entered the forest. … Aiden and Rena run for about 100 minutes with some breaks in between to recover their breathing... "My lord! We may be in trouble!" Suddenly Rena stopped Aiden's footsteps… "This is the dung of the Gray Warg!" After scanning and pointing at the dung on the left path behind the stones Rena explained. "So..." Aiden looked ugly. "That's right, there is half-humanoid wolf cavalry in the vicinity!" He realized that Intelligen