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THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 102: TRUSTED DOUBTS
Suddenly, a movement in the distance caught her eye, and she froze, her heart pounding in her ears. Squinting into the darkness, she could make out the silhouette of a figure, slowly approaching them. Caitlyn gripped her arm tighter, her own fear palpable."Who's there?" Cassandra called out, her voice trembling slightly. "Show yourself!"The figure stepped forward, and Cassandra's breath caught in her throat. It was a servant, his expression neutral, his hands clasped in front of him."What are you doing here, human women?" he said, his voice a bit shaky as well.The servant's words sent a chill down Cassandra's spine. She thought of hitting him quickly on his third leg and running as fast as she could, she dissuaded her mind from such. Maybe it wasn't such a noble idea after all. She couldn't help but wonder if this was a trap, a ploy to lure them deeper into the castle's ominous embrace.Caitlyn's grip on Cassandra's arm tightened, her eyes wide with apprehension. "Caitlyn, I don'
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 103: THE WALLS DO HAVE EARS
CHAPTER 94Khalodi woke up before Duraho and it was still dark, his hands and legs still tied and he presumed it was the right time to make a move. He moved with his shoulder, his bruised shoulder asn he winced in pain. But he had , he dragged the shoulder roughly on the ground till he got to the sharp glasswares. He picked the small ones his halfway fingers could hold onto and started cutting through. Like a baby with trying to masticate biscuit bone, he struggled for over fifteen minutes and sweating profusely like a christmas goat, he was finally free hand wise and went for his leg. It was quite easier to get his legs free although ample time was spent and it was already getting bright.The position of his tied legs made him have a sharp pain immediately he released them. He groaned sharply but without sound then straightened them. He cleared the ground quietly and went into a diamond push up position, he went at least twenty times. With his bones crackling and straightening to fu
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 104:SIGNIFICANT ROLES WE PLAY
~~~~~~~~~~~Wake up! Wake up!” The first guard whispered in desperation.What?! What happened? Is the king awake?” The third guard woke up asking in confusion and fear.“Talk man, you just woke us and you're scaring us with your quietness,” the second guard said.“I think I saw Khalodi outside,” he finally answered.“But you confirmed he was in the room?” The second guard asked.Yes I did, but maybe he passed when you all were fast asleep,” the first guard replied.“Why are you standing here asking useless questions, get in there and confirm it's not a false alarm.” The third guard said, angry and frustrated.The first guard was reluctant at first but saw it as the only reasonable way to confirm that Khalodi was in. He opened the door , it was a bit dark and he strained his eyes to see if Khal Duraho was awake. Coiled to the left, Khal Duraho was fast asleep so he stealthily passed him and behold Khalodi wasn't there. His breath became louder and his heartbeat became faster. The earl
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 105: The Long search
Where were you? We knocked for quite some time without response so we decided to leave-“I thought you ran away again, I told you not to leave the room but you went out, what if you got into the wrong hands? This is not Southeros, you'll either die a gradual painful death or you'll serve the king till you die.” Khalodi cut Rafi's question short but spoke with a rising tone.Cassandra peeped in as Khalodi was ending his sentence. Caitlyn pointed to Cassandra as the progenitor of the idea and that she refused to go at first but needed to follow as her mind was made up already. She did this with her interpreting hands and body language and said no word to Khalodi.“Khalodi, nice to see you again,” Cassandra said. The place was quiet, everybody taking turns to stare at each other. Cassandra saw that the stare on her was longer and from Khalodi it was rather a glare than a stare. She knew if she didn't break the silence that it would last longer.“ What's happening here? Why is everyone s
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 106: IN THE DARK TURN.
“What have you come up with? I've got nothing for now but I'm not worried.” Khalodi said taking a sip from his cup.“Is this a joke? Is this a prank? You called us here and you've got nothing?” Gray snapped“I called you out here so that we could share ideas and come up with something solid, that doesn't seem as a joke.” Khalodi hit back.“This is all bullshit, the young boy who sees himself as the smartest has no cognitive ideas but brings drinks to celebrate our sharing of ideas, if this is not a hoax, then we're the stupid ones who came!” Gray said angrily, hitting the table, his tumbler turning over.“Let's stop the fighting, we're bigger than this,” Kaminski protested.“ Now if you're done, sit down let's discuss as old wise men that we claim to be.” Khalodi said shifting from the spilled wine .Gray fumed, Kaminski signalled him to take it easy. He was a young lady and had his own ways of doing his things. It might be disrespectful but he was the smartest in the room and no doub
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 107: THE REINCARNATION RITUAL, A BATTLE AGAINST EXTINCTION
There was joy whenever they could feel the blood of the twins closeby. Far down the pinnacle, they assembled together empowering themselves. Their return will connote massive destruction and to take back what belonged to them, power. The history of the witches goes way back and in every twenty families, there was one witch. Their dominance in the affairs of the outside world was prominent because they were fierce in battle. They defeated the werewolves and then the vampires. Their longest battle was with the hybrids- werewolf and vampires in one body. The fiercest of them all, Roosevelt, she never backed down. The oldest living witch whose power no man could contend. She occasionally dwelt in the body of witches, those who needed her help to demystify unresolved puzzles. Her ghost was everlasting, her body containers only died but she lived eternally. Isabella was only the third victim, and there was definitely going to be a fourth if the war was going to be won.In the enchanting re
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 108: Walls Apart
The other witches joined in, their voices blending together in a haunting, mesmerizing melody that seemed to reverberate through the very fabric of reality. With each passing moment, the energy in the clearing grew more palpable, a tangible force that seemed to caress their skin and fill their lungs with a sense of profound connectionSuddenly, Andinille opened her eyes, her gaze piercing and intense. She moved with a fluid grace, her cloak swirling around her as she approached the central altar, where a large, iron cauldron sat, its contents bubbling and steaming.One by one, the witches stepped forward, each adding their own unique contribution to the brew. Crushed herbs, shimmering crystals, and even a few drops of their own blood, offered as a sacred sacrifice. The mixture swirled and churned, emitting a faint, ethereal glow that cast dancing shadows across the faces of the gathered practitioners.Some sprinkled fragrant herbs into the central cauldron, while others danced in a m
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 109: THE EXECUTIONER, NOW THE EXECUTED
In the dimly lit chamber of Khalodi, the night’s executioner, the flickering torches cast dancing shadows on the stone walls, creating an eerie atmosphere befitting of the clandestine plot unfolding within. Khalodi, a man of imposing stature with eyes as sharp as the blades he wielded, paced with restless energy, his mind consumed by the intricate details of the plan he had meticulously crafted.Beside him stood Rafi, his loyal messenger and representative, his features masked in an inscrutable expression. Despite the weight of their impending actions, Rafi exuded an air of quiet confidence, a testament to his unwavering loyalty to Khalodi.With each passing moment, the tension in the chamber grew palpable, like a taut bowstring on the verge of snapping. Khalodi's thoughts raced as he replayed the steps of their scheme in his mind, ensuring that every detail had been accounted for. Their plan was bold and perilous, yet Khalodi knew that the prize at stake was worth the risk.It was s
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