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THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 45: UPTURNED
The oppressive darkness of The Serpent's stronghold concealed its secrets, but Homeboy navigated the labyrinthine passages with unwavering determination. He moved like a shadow, swift and calculative. His hands clung to his gun, each step a calculated risk. He had a dangerous card up his sleeve—a strangled gang member lay lifeless at his feet. Homeboy had donned the dead man's attire, his face hidden under the cloak of his disguise, the Serpent's masking. In the dimly lit chambers, he discovered a locked room. He couldn't see inside, but the muffled sounds of anguish reached his ears. This had to be where Roselvett's family was held. The lock gave way under his skillful hands, and as the door swung open, he was greeted by a mixture of fear and relief. "Who are you?" "Please don't hurt us"... one of the captives whispered, uncertainty and fear in their eyes. Homeboy's voice was a hushed reassurance. "I'm here to get you out. Quietly, now." As Roselvett's family was freed and gu
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 46: THE CLOSE LINKS
Moonlight washed over Roselvett as she traversed the city's labyrinthine alleys. Her steps were purposeful yet laced with the poignant uncertainty of her mission. Each footfall resonated with the heartbeat of a fugitive on a path of desperation.Deep within the secluded chamber of their suburban sanctuary, a well furnished apartment, Margaret and Williams clustered around a wall of monitors, faces illuminated by the ghostly glow of screens. Coded messages scrolled relentlessly, digital lifelines that connected their fractured family in a realm where shadows danced with hope and despair.Williams leaned in, voice laden with a fragile blend of anxiety and optimism. "Look, Maggie, it's her. She's out there, fighting to reach us."Margaret squinted at the flickering words and symbols, her fingertips almost tracing the invisible bonds that tethered her to Roselvett. "Our daughter's leaving us a trail, breadcrumbs through this digital wilderness. We must follow it to lead her home."In the
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 47: The Awakening
Ethan awoke from a dream that felt more real than the world around him. He sat up, blinking away the remnants of the vision that still danced behind his eyelids. Outside, the dawn was breaking, casting long shadows across the quiet streets of Crestwood.As he emerged from his home, Ethan found Williams waiting for him at the convergence, his expression a mix of excitement and determination. They exchanged a knowing glance, their shared journey beckoning them toward the unknown."Did you dream too?" Williams asked, his voice barely a whisper in the hushed morning air.Ethan nodded, the memory of the dream still fresh in his mind. "It felt like a glimpse of something greater, something beyond our understanding."Together, they set out on their quest, their footsteps echoing against the cobblestone streets as they made their way beyond the boundaries of Crestwood. The world seemed to shift around them, the landscape morphing into strange and unfamiliar shapes with each passing moment.As
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. Chapter 48: Dooms Day.
Ethan woke up from a dream that felt really real. He got up and rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the leftover bits of the dream. Outside, the sun was coming up, making long shadows in the streets of Crestwood.He went outside and found Williams waiting for him. Williams looked excited and determined. They looked at each other, knowing they had a journey ahead of them."Did you have that dream too?" Williams whispered, the morning quiet around them.Ethan nodded. "Yeah, it felt like something big, something we can't understand yet."They decided to go on a trip together, leaving Crestwood behind. As they walked, the world around them changed. Mountains rose up, valleys spread out, and forests stretched far and wide. Each new sight made them more eager to find what they were looking for.They met strange creatures and saw old ruins along the way. These things only made them more curious about the journey they were on."What do you think we'll find?" Williams asked, looking at the hor
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 49: The Fall of Williams
when Ethan and Williams returned to Crestwood, the village seemed different somehow. There was a heaviness in the air, a sense of unease that hung over the streets like a dark cloud. As they walked through the familiar cobblestone paths, they noticed the villagers whispering to each other, their faces drawn and anxious."What's going on?" Ethan asked, his voice filled with concern.Williams shook his head, his brow furrowed with worry. "I don't know, but something doesn't feel right."As they made their way to the center of the village, they found Chief Harland and the elders gathered, their expressions grave. The usually bustling square was quiet, the air thick with tension."Ethan, Williams, you've returned just in time," Chief Harland said, his voice somber. "We need your help."Ethan and Williams exchanged a look, their hearts heavy with anticipation. They knew that whatever had happened, Crestwood needed them now more than ever."What's happened?" Ethan asked, his voice steady de
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 50: A Retreat to Restart.
As Ethan drifted into a fitful sleep amidst the ruins of Crestwood, his mind swirled with visions of darkness and despair. Images of Williams' lifeless form haunted his dreams, the echoes of Roselvett's malevolent laughter ringing in his ears. And amidst the chaos, a flicker of determination burned bright—a resolve to confront the darkness head-on and banish it from their midst, once and for all.As the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, Ethan awoke with a sense of purpose burning in his chest. He rose from his makeshift bed, the remnants of his dreams still clinging to the edges of his consciousness. With each passing moment, his resolve hardened, his mind set on a singular goal—to seek aid from beyond the borders of Crestwood and rally the forces needed to confront the spirits that threatened to tear their village apart.Gathering his belongings, Ethan set about preparing for his journey. He packed supplies—a bedroll, some provisions, and a map of the surrounding lands. But
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 51: Famine in the paths.
As Ethan journeyed further from Crestwood, the road became increasingly rugged, winding its way through dense forests and rocky terrain. With each passing mile, his supplies dwindled—a loaf of bread here, a flask of water there, until finally, he found himself running short of provisions.His throat parched and his stomach growling, Ethan pressed on, his determination driving him forward even as fatigue threatened to drag him down. But as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the road, he realized that he could go no further without replenishing his supplies.With a heavy heart, Ethan scanned the horizon for any sign of shelter—a farmhouse, perhaps, or a traveler's inn where he might find respite from the road. And then, just as despair threatened to overtake him, he spotted a flicker of light in the distance—a lone cottage nestled amidst the trees, its windows glowing warmly in the gathering darkness.Summoning what little strength remained within him, Ethan q
THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return. CHAPTER 52: A DANCE TO THE TUNE
The road stretched out before Ethan, winding its way through dense forests and rugged terrain as he journeyed further from Crestwood. With each passing mile, his supplies dwindled, leaving him parched and famished. Determination drove him forward, even as fatigue threatened to drag him down.As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the road, Ethan realized he could go no further without replenishing his provisions. Despair threatened to overtake him until he spotted a flicker of light in the distance—a lone cottage nestled amidst the trees, its windows glowing warmly in the gathering darkness.Summoning what little strength remained within him, Ethan quickened his pace, his footsteps echoing against the quiet of the night. The promise of food and shelter beckoned him closer with every passing moment until he reached the cottage, its weathered door standing slightly ajar.With trembling hands, Ethan pushed it open, the hinges creaking softly in protest as he step
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CHAPTER 134: THE INVINCIBLES ENDING
The dragon hovering over them lunged forward, Khalodi was flexible and skilled. He pushed them to the opposite direction while backflipping swiftly. The arrows passed his head ‘phew phew’ before he landed. Before they knew it, it was a sunny day. He dragon first tanned the skins but before giving them a hot bath. Zamorah didn't delay, he swiftly charged forward with anything that he picked first he used to define and smite the enemy.Khalodi had tried but it wasn't enough to save Rafi. One of the arrows caught him, this time in a place that he would have to lose the battle to death, his neck. He laid down in throbbing pain, there was no coming back whatsoever from this battle, death had won the battle over this life. Swiftfox was lucky, only a flesh wound on her arm as she struggled to safety watching the warriors exchange blows and iron clanging sounds reverberating the castle walls. She squeezed her arm and rolled under the dinning table. Zamorah, a man you could rely on when it w
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CHAPTER 133: IT'S WHITE OUTSIDE, ITS LIES INSIDE
His brother was down; he took it personally. He had to fight for redemption now. Aliyah looked like she had just won a lottery, he was about to wipe away that smile. With his bow and arrow and his dragon, he was going to destroy her no matter what it took. Brotherhood and family was a concept he didn't joke with.He didn't even let them regroup, he sent arrows flying into their side landing on several chests. While he was at that the dragon spread his wings and rained fire down on the witches, giving them no room to heal.Zamorah's mind was lost in a web of thoughts as they walked, his eyes darting nervously from side to side. If only they knew that there was no Lateefah and the twins now dragons etched to destroy him, he would wake up from his fantasy. It was just a ploy to make him gain absolute control over them. Khal Duraho was not a man with an aota of mercy or compassion, once you are wrong you face the consequences of your actions. So definitely if he had Lateefah and the twins
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CHAPTER 132: YOU DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING
They rushed down to see what was happening at the castle’s ground floor. Zamorah instructed, “ keep an eye on him, let see what happening down there. Let's go!”Khalodi, Marx, Bonkey, Pronto and some other senior cadet members joined Zamorah. They scaled through the staircases with precision wondering who it was. Khalodi didn't wonder, he knew it was Khal Duraho. Underestimating Khal Duraho was like giving less credit to a snake in a room. If that snake wasn't confirmed dead, one should not sleep in the room because if you do, you may not tell the story to another. He played the chess move, he had only the queen and two pawns but he wanted to checkmate the other side who had the queen, knights bishops, rooks and a number of pawns. With the right strategy, he aimed at a stalemate if checkmate wasn't feasible. Khal Duraho was still so much in this battle!The first torch went out, then there was pandemonium. General Silver smiled, he wished Henry was present to witness the plan working
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CHAPTER 131: WHO IS ON THE LORD'S SIDE?
Aliyah stood at the edge of the camp, her eyes fixed on the dark silhouette of Zamorah's camp in the distance. The night breeze caressed her face, soothing her weary soul. This was the last night she would be ruled, the last night she would live as a subordinate. She was vindictive and would wreck vengeance on all giants, she didn't care whether they were all at fault or there was a particular group, she wanted all to suffer. As for the humans, that was Roosevelt's decision. She didn't have control over that besides she was a human, she wouldn't naturally want to hurt themThe night breeze whispered secrets as Aliyah stood at the edge of the camp basking in the moon's silver light. She snickered when she saw Olga, the runaway recalcitrant.She was determined that the transition from night to morning will begin new chapter in her life. She was no longer to be ruled but the ruler of her own destiny.As the darkness slowly faded away, giving birth to faint streaks of golden light, Aliyah
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CHAPTER 130: THE PREPARED MEETS THE CUNNING IN BATTLE
What happens when you walk around with a group of friends who are armed with swords and all? You should feel like no fiery darts can harm you. What happens when you walk around with a lion? You feel secured, I'm not sure if you feel better with your armed friends or with a lion, perhaps we can never know because one lion may equal ten men. But what happens when you walk around with a dragon? Lions don't fly neither do humans. Dragons spit fires and humans don't, do lions do? Then we wanna talk about strength, maybe a lion is stronger but the peculiar attributes of a dragon give it's an edge. It was the most confident stride he had taken in a long while. After seeing it's capabilities, he felt Khal Duraho didn't stand a chance.Zamorah and his men stood at the edge of the underground tunnel, their excitement palpable in the cold night air. They had been planning this attack for so many days and now the time had come.Zamorah could feel a surge of power coursing through his veins as
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CHAPTER 129: WHEN YOU'RE NOT ADVANTAGED ANYMORE
It was the second night without his priced possession in his chambers. It was happening too fast. Funny thing is that as much as he hated it he couldn't execute all his guards. How incompetent were they? To let one man and weakly pertulant female get through them and elope from the castle. Now he was desolate, with no one to trust and no one to rely on. Khal Duraho stood in front of his balcony, his heart racing in his chest. He had been restless for days, his mind consumed with thoughts of Khalodi and Marx. The two men had managed to evade capture for far too long, and Khal Duraho was determined to show them what he was made of.The balcony became small all of a sudden, it couldn't contain him. His heart alone was getting bigger than the vast space. He had no leads, he had failed woefully. He knew they laughed at him secretly and it pained him so much. How smart was Khalodi ? What was the limit to his deception? He had deceived him down to the night of his escape. Life was indeed no
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CHAPTER 128: ALL HANDS ON DECK
In the depths of the ancient forest, where the trees stood tall and proud, a circle of witches gathered beneath the light of the full moon. Their faces were illuminated by the flickering flames of their torches as they stood in solemn silence, their eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before them.They had sensed the shift in the balance of power, felt the ripple of magic that had swept through the forest like a whisper on the wind. And now, as they watched the babies transform into dragons, they knew that their time had come.With a sense of purpose that bordered on obsession, the witches set to work, gathering their ingredients and preparing their spells. They knew that the dragons were a force to be reckoned with, creatures of immense power and strength. But they were not afraid, for they wielded a power of their own – a power that had been passed down through generations, a power that had been honed and refined over centuries of study and practice.As the dragons took flight and dis
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CHAPTER 127: Williams AND THE BORN TWINS
Williams was reluctant about it. He had suffered enough for this children. Now they wanted him to gove them out?“I have just escaped the ungodly hands of the ruthless Khal Duraho. And I promise you, whatever you saw here, it might only be worse compared to what the king has in mind for this group here.” Khalodi had a black look, trying to show the urgency of the help he needed.His decision mattered but he was all for the victory of the team. He didn't want any harm to reach his child but life was a risk. Even in his arms, the child could be harmed. Ethan thought otherwise they were warriors and they fought as well, Ethan persuaded him to profee solution to the problem at hand and finally he agreed. All hands were on deck as everyone was busy with what will bring them to success. Caitlyn, a skilled healer and caretaker would tend to the wounds of the fallen in battle. Cassandra after arriving with the veteran witch will head the medical unit and perform her duty well.He had read
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CHAPTER 126: METAMORPHOSIS
Rafi had never had anyone ask about him. He always seemed inconsequential and for someone to notice him, then there was a liking. Not that he wasn't all what the women would want or need, but he was a mere guard and guards never got that special treatment. He didn't know Caitlyn had something for Rafi, that means he made a good first impression. Rafi my man, why are you not here to see your first crush? He imagined shaking him in their traditional way, Rafi was like a brother and amongst all other wonderful characteristics in which he possessed, he was fun!O poor Rafi, he hoped he was still alive. He sacrificed a lot for them to be there. He wasn't where he was without him, he was a crucial part of his journey. If Khal Duraho was smart, he won't kill him, he will use him to get to them. He didn't mind that as far as it made a possibility for him to be alive. Bul Khal Duraho always never thought with his brain, his actions were mostly by impulse and it lacked firm reasoning.Caitlyn r
