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THE DRAGON SWORD Chapter Twenty-Eight
The hills stretched before them, bathed in the silvery glow of moonlight. Ravenhelm was visible in the distance, its smoky remnants clawing at the starless sky, a grim reminder of the battle they had just left behind. The fires from the attack still flickered faintly, making the city appear like a wound on the landscape. Gideon’s eyes lingered on the scene, his thoughts tangled in the revelations of the past days.Their camp was modest, tucked among the hills to avoid detection. A faint breeze rustled through the grass, carrying with it the distant howls of wolves. Jareth sat by the fire, strumming a lute he had purchased in Ravenhelm. The soft, melodic notes provided an eerie contrast to the unsettling quiet of the night.Lucinda, perched on a fallen log, leaned closer to the firelight, her dark eyes gleaming with mischief. “Did I ever tell you the tale of the Shadow-Walkers?” she asked, her voice low and conspiratorial.Kai, who had been poking at the embers with a stick, froze. “Sh
THE DRAGON SWORD Chapter Twenty-Nine
“They attacked the Knights Academy,” Gideon said, breaking the heavy silence as he gazed at the campfire. His voice was low, almost hollow, but it carried the weight of everything he’d been holding back since reading Lord Roderick’s letter.Jareth looked up sharply, his lute forgotten. “What?”Gideon nodded, staring into the flames. “It happened days ago. Dark creatures breached the academy. They came out of nowhere, slaughtering knights in their wake.” His hands tightened into fists on his knees. “Lord Roderick was injured. Badly.”Seraphina, sitting closest to him, reached out a hand. “Gideon...”“I should’ve been there,” he said, cutting her off, his voice filled with regret. “If I had known sooner, I could’ve fought alongside them. I could’ve—” He stopped himself, the words choking in his throat.“You couldn’t have known,” Seraphina said softly. “Don’t do this to yourself.”Kai, who had been leaning against a tree, looked confused. “Who’s Lord Roderick?” he asked, glancing between
THE DRAGON SWORD Chapter Thirty
Gideon and his companions trudged down the winding path from the hilltop, the looming shadow of Ravenhelm fading into the horizon behind them. The group had barely rested after the night’s events, but there was no time to waste. Gideon’s vision of the girl consumed his thoughts, the memory of her golden hair and the fox on her shoulder vivid in his mind.“We’re close to the village,” Seraphina said, pointing ahead. “It’s small, but someone here might know something about the girl.”Gideon nodded, his jaw set with determination. “We’ll ask everyone if we have to. Someone has to know.”Kai, walking a little behind them, yawned loudly. “And if no one knows? What then?”“Then we keep searching,” Gideon said firmly, glancing over his shoulder. “We don’t give up.”The village came into view as they rounded a bend. It was quaint, with narrow cobblestone streets and tightly packed cottages. Smoke curled from chimneys, and villagers bustled about, carrying baskets of goods or chatting in small
THE DRAGON SWORD Chapter Thiry-One
Seraphina’s heart was pounding as she ventured deeper into the forest. The silence that surrounded her seemed to press in on all sides, suffocating her thoughts. She had been searching for hours, calling out for Gideon, but there had been no sign of him. The others were nowhere to be seen either.As she moved, her boots crunching on the forest floor, a sudden noise made her freeze in her tracks. The sound was faint at first, like a whisper carried on the wind. But then it grew louder, more distinct. It was a voice, one she recognized.“Seraphina…”Her breath caught in her throat. She turned slowly, her eyes scanning the trees around her. There, standing under a tall oak tree, was a figure she had not seen in years. Her father.“Father?” she whispered, taking a hesitant step toward him.He stood tall, his arms crossed over his chest, a disappointed look on his face. “I can’t believe you chose this path,” he said, his voice cold. “The Knights, Seraphina? You were meant for more than thi
THE DRAGON SWORD Chapter One
Gideon Justiceborn stood by the frost-covered window of the barracks, his breath misting in the cold mountain air. Beyond the cracked stone walls, the moon cast its silver glow over the academy’s training grounds, revealing scars etched into the earth by countless drills and battles. A year ago, Gideon had been a farmer’s son, his days spent tending fields and dreaming of heroics told in the village square. Now, his hands bore the calluses of a sword, and his dreams felt distant, buried beneath the grueling trials of the White Knight Academy.The academy was nothing like the stories his mother had told him. Songs of valor and banquets of triumph gave way to endless bruises, sleepless nights, and the sharp sting of failure. For every knight who emerged victorious, dozens faltered, their dreams shattered by the academy’s brutal reality.“Still pretending to belong, Justiceborn?”The voice sliced through Gideon’s thoughts like a blade. He turned to see Jareth Holyblade leaning lazily in
THE DRAGON SWORD Chapter Two
The sky above the battlements churned like a storm of fire and shadow. Lightning streaked across the heavens, illuminating the jagged fissure that had split the ground. Gideon Justiceborn tightened his grip on the Dragon Sword, its radiant light clashing with the dark, seething energy of the blade wielded by the woman before him.She stood as an enigma fierce, commanding, and unsettlingly familiar. Her obsidian armor glinted in the eerie glow, and the Blade of Shadow in her hand seemed to drink the light around it. Her smile was sharp and calculating, but her crimson eyes betrayed something deeper: recognition.“Brother,” she said again, the word dripping with both mockery and strange affection. “Do you feel it? The bond that ties us? The truth that neither Roderic nor your precious academy dared to tell you?”Gideon’s chest burned where the mark had appeared, pulsing in rhythm with the tension in the air. He felt a pull toward her, as though the very forces of fate were entwining the
THE DRAGON SWORD Chapter Three
The aftermath of the battle left the White Knight Academy in a fragile silence. The fissure that had split the battlements now loomed like a dark scar, the acrid smell of smoke still lingering in the air. Gideon stood at its edge, his knuckles white as he gripped the Dragon Sword. The mark on his chest pulsed faintly, as though alive and waiting.But for what?“Justiceborn,” Roderic’s voice was stern but laden with weariness. “We need to talk. Now.”Gideon turned, his mind still replaying Lysandra’s words. Roderic’s face, usually unreadable, betrayed the weight of unspoken truths. Without a word, Gideon followed him through the rubble-strewn halls to the inner sanctum a chamber few knights ever saw.Roderic lit the braziers along the walls, casting flickering light over the room’s contents. Ancient tapestries told stories of battles long past, and shelves overflowed with dusty tomes. At the center of the room stood a pedestal, and upon it lay a single object: a fragment of a shattered
THE DRAGON SWORD Chapter Four
The collapse of the Wailing Caverns was a deafening cacophony of stone and shadow. Gideon sprinted through the crumbling tunnels, the black crystal clutched tightly in his hand. The Dragon Sword flickers erratically at his side, its once-steady glow dimmed, as if recoiling from the artifact’s dark energy.The mark on his chest burned hotter with every step, pulling him forward like an unseen guide. His breaths came in ragged gasps, his legs trembling from exertion, but the instinct to survive overpowered his fatigue.As he rounded a final corner, the exit loomed ahead, a faint glimmer of moonlight cutting through the suffocating dark. With a desperate leap, he burst into the open air just as the entrance caved in behind him, a wall of dust and debris billowing out in his wake.Gideon staggered to his knees, coughing and clutching the crystal. Its surface pulsed rhythmically, emitting a faint, sinister hum that resonated in his bones. He stared at it, unease gnawing at his gut. What ha
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Seraphina’s heart was pounding as she ventured deeper into the forest. The silence that surrounded her seemed to press in on all sides, suffocating her thoughts. She had been searching for hours, calling out for Gideon, but there had been no sign of him. The others were nowhere to be seen either.As she moved, her boots crunching on the forest floor, a sudden noise made her freeze in her tracks. The sound was faint at first, like a whisper carried on the wind. But then it grew louder, more distinct. It was a voice, one she recognized.“Seraphina…”Her breath caught in her throat. She turned slowly, her eyes scanning the trees around her. There, standing under a tall oak tree, was a figure she had not seen in years. Her father.“Father?” she whispered, taking a hesitant step toward him.He stood tall, his arms crossed over his chest, a disappointed look on his face. “I can’t believe you chose this path,” he said, his voice cold. “The Knights, Seraphina? You were meant for more than thi
Chapter Thirty
Gideon and his companions trudged down the winding path from the hilltop, the looming shadow of Ravenhelm fading into the horizon behind them. The group had barely rested after the night’s events, but there was no time to waste. Gideon’s vision of the girl consumed his thoughts, the memory of her golden hair and the fox on her shoulder vivid in his mind.“We’re close to the village,” Seraphina said, pointing ahead. “It’s small, but someone here might know something about the girl.”Gideon nodded, his jaw set with determination. “We’ll ask everyone if we have to. Someone has to know.”Kai, walking a little behind them, yawned loudly. “And if no one knows? What then?”“Then we keep searching,” Gideon said firmly, glancing over his shoulder. “We don’t give up.”The village came into view as they rounded a bend. It was quaint, with narrow cobblestone streets and tightly packed cottages. Smoke curled from chimneys, and villagers bustled about, carrying baskets of goods or chatting in small
Chapter Twenty-Nine
“They attacked the Knights Academy,” Gideon said, breaking the heavy silence as he gazed at the campfire. His voice was low, almost hollow, but it carried the weight of everything he’d been holding back since reading Lord Roderick’s letter.Jareth looked up sharply, his lute forgotten. “What?”Gideon nodded, staring into the flames. “It happened days ago. Dark creatures breached the academy. They came out of nowhere, slaughtering knights in their wake.” His hands tightened into fists on his knees. “Lord Roderick was injured. Badly.”Seraphina, sitting closest to him, reached out a hand. “Gideon...”“I should’ve been there,” he said, cutting her off, his voice filled with regret. “If I had known sooner, I could’ve fought alongside them. I could’ve—” He stopped himself, the words choking in his throat.“You couldn’t have known,” Seraphina said softly. “Don’t do this to yourself.”Kai, who had been leaning against a tree, looked confused. “Who’s Lord Roderick?” he asked, glancing between
Chapter Twenty-Eight
The hills stretched before them, bathed in the silvery glow of moonlight. Ravenhelm was visible in the distance, its smoky remnants clawing at the starless sky, a grim reminder of the battle they had just left behind. The fires from the attack still flickered faintly, making the city appear like a wound on the landscape. Gideon’s eyes lingered on the scene, his thoughts tangled in the revelations of the past days.Their camp was modest, tucked among the hills to avoid detection. A faint breeze rustled through the grass, carrying with it the distant howls of wolves. Jareth sat by the fire, strumming a lute he had purchased in Ravenhelm. The soft, melodic notes provided an eerie contrast to the unsettling quiet of the night.Lucinda, perched on a fallen log, leaned closer to the firelight, her dark eyes gleaming with mischief. “Did I ever tell you the tale of the Shadow-Walkers?” she asked, her voice low and conspiratorial.Kai, who had been poking at the embers with a stick, froze. “Sh
Chapter Twenty-Seven
The darkened skies were lit with the crackling bursts of Seraphina’s magic and Kai’s glowing fists as the fight against the dark demons raged on. The leader of the horde a towering demon with obsidian wings and a gnarled blade pulsating with malevolent energy screeched commands to its minions, directing their fury toward the city.Jareth’s sword clanged against a demon’s claws as he shouted, “Gideon, we can’t keep this up forever!”Gideon swung the Dragon Sword in a wide arc, the blade igniting with radiant energy that seared through the ranks of the approaching demons. “We hold the line! They cannot breach the city!”The leader of the dark demons roared, its voice echoing with unearthly menace. It dove from the sky, aiming directly at Gideon, who stood firm, the Dragon Sword glowing brighter as if sensing the magnitude of the threat.“Gideon, look out!” Seraphina shouted, sending a bolt of magic that narrowly missed the demon leader.The massive creature swung its blade at Gideon,
Chapter Twenty-Six
The city was shrouded in a tense silence as Gideon, his companions, and the king’s guards stood in the courtyard, chained and surrounded. But suddenly, a deafening roar shattered the stillness, shaking the ground beneath their feet.Far above, dark, winged shapes soared across the sky, blocking out the moonlight. The creatures were massive, with scales like molten iron, wings that spanned the width of entire buildings, and eyes that glowed like burning coals. They swooped in toward the city, their wings flapping in unison like a storm that had come to ravage everything in its path.Gideon’s eyes widened in disbelief as the creatures descended. His heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing. These weren’t mere demons they were the same creatures he had seen in his vision. The ones who served the dark lord.King Aden, pale and trembling, stood frozen in place, his hand raised as if trying to halt the inevitable onslaught. “No! This is not what you promised!” he shouted, but the creatur
Chapter Twenty Five
The night was still, but an unsettling quiet hung over the House. Lucinda paced back and forth, her violet eyes darting nervously to the window of the house it every few moments. Seraphina was seated near the entrance, her staff resting across her lap, while Jareth leaned against one of the a wooden crate, arms crossed and expression skeptical.Gideon sat on the floor, his back straight and his gaze fixed on the witch who had just guided him through the strange vision. He was still processing the revelation about King Aden and the dark lord’s creatures when an unfamiliar sound broke through the silence.A faint shuffle. The crunch of boots on dirt. The unmistakable clink of armor.Gideon’s head snapped up, and Seraphina tightened her grip on her staff. Jareth straightened, drawing his sword halfway from its sheath.“What was that?” Kai asked, his voice tense as he looked around the dimly lit tent.The sound grew louder, closer. Lucinda froze in place, her face pale.“It can’t be,” she
Chapter Twenty-Four
The witch’s house was unnervingly quiet, the kind of silence that makes even the most courageous heart waver. Gideon stood rooted to the spot, his companions behind him exchanging uncertain glances. The witch, seated cross-legged on the floor, motioned for him to sit in front of her.“Come, child,” she said, her voice steady, low, and filled with an ancient weight. “Your journey is riddled with shadows. Let us lift some of them, even if only briefly.”Gideon hesitated for a moment, then lowered himself onto the floor before her. His legs folded beneath him, his hands resting on his knees. He glanced at his companions: Seraphina, whose grip on her staff betrayed her concern; Jareth, standing with his arms crossed, an expression of skepticism on his face; Kai, pacing nervously near the tent flap; and Lucinda, who stood quietly, her violet eyes watching the scene unfold.“Will he be safe?” Seraphina asked, her voice edged with worry.The witch looked up, her sharp gaze meeting Seraphina
Chapter twenty-Three
The air was tense as Gideon and his companions huddled in the cramped cellar of an abandoned building on the outskirts of Ravenhelm. Flickering candlelight cast long shadows on the walls, and the sound of distant guards patrolling the streets reminded them of the danger lurking outside. Since their escape from the king’s palace, they had been on the run, each step weighed down by the bounty now placed on their heads. Lucinda sat cross-legged on the dirt floor, her dark hair falling into her face as she studied the room in silence. Jareth paced in tight circles, muttering curses under his breath, while Seraphina leaned against the wall, her staff resting at her side, her keen eyes scanning the room as if anticipating an attack. Kai sat quietly, looking at his hands, as if replaying the chaos of the palace in his mind. Gideon, seated on a crate, stared intently at Lucinda, his brows furrowed in thought. “We can’t keep hiding like this,” Gideon said finally, breaking the silence. “The
