A tall, dark man walked towards them, wearing a grin on his face. He was dressed in Normal outfits that showed no extravagance. His hair was neatly cut and so were his beards. As the man continued to approach, Cecilia could feel the tightness in her chest. She could barely breathe, and everything about him made her crazily aroused."Cecilia. How are you?" He asked as he stood closer to them, his shoulders standing at equal heights with those of Blaize's."Ragnar. It is good to see that you have not changed a bit." Cecilia said and he just smiled at her."Come. I was not expecting you. Are these your friends?" He asked while gesturing to Blaize and Victoria."Yeah. Ragnar, meet Victoria and Vector. Everyone, meet Ragnar. The love of my life." Cecilia said and Victoria nodded. She was not expecting that."You must be hungry, tired. I will get rooms prepared for you immediately. Come."He led them toward a table and gestured to Victoria and Blaize to a seat. Before they knew it, food was
Victoria gasped as Blaize hurried to her side, worry written all over his face. He grabbed the coat he had placed on the chair he was sitting on and glanced back toward the window."What is it? What's wrong?" Victoria asked him."We have been sold out. Ragnar sold us out to the Buba and they are on their way here." He told her and she just stood transfixed.Of course, she had her doubts about Ragnar but she did not really expect him to betray them. Why would he do that? Did he and Cecilia not claim to be in love? People in love do not sell the other out. Something was wrong."Where is she? The princess, where is she?" Blaize asked Victoria as he walked towards the table she and Ragnar had taken. She was no longer there. Her meal was not finished. Victoria stood up and joined him."I could swear she was here just two seconds ago." She said to Blaize who just cursed."We need to find her, right now..."Blaize's words were interrupted when a member of the Buba walked into the inn. The la
Blaize blocked the first hit from the Buba with his sword, but the strength of the Man that struck him made him struggle to get a grip on his sword. The man struck again and Blaize dodged it and tried to attack, but the Buba was wise.He quickly dodged Blaize's strike and tried punching him in the face, an attack which Blaize saw coming and dodged. The man groaned, hurled at him, and struck again. Blaize quickly leaned to the side and when the man had lost his footing, Blaize slashed his back, but what slashed instead was the armor the man wore beneath his clothing.He chuckled as he kicked Blaize in the chest, sending him to the ground. Blaize did not see that coming. Who wears armor on their backs? The man twisted his axe and tried to strike Blaize again but Blaize dodged it. There was a similarity between the way the Buba fought and the way the leader of the band that attacked them at first fought.Plus, the other members of the Buba all stood, watching the fight, like they wanted
Victori cried as Blaize carried her through the streets, the knife still fixed to the now gory sight surrounded by blood clots. She whimper and held on to Blaize as tightly as she could, crying into his shirt with his nails digging into his back."Hold on, Victoria. Hold on. I will get you somewhere safe." Blaize said to her as she kept crying."Vector, they're following us!" The princess said to Blaize and he looked back.Hurling after them were about three Buba, all holding axes as they ran towards them."Fuck!" Blaize cursed and adjusted his grip on Victoria. Her wound had begun to bleed even more and she was becoming pale. But what could he do? He was not a healer. How could he save her? How?"Run as fast as you can. Do you hear me? Just keep following me and never stop!" He said to the princess who quickly nodded as they dashed through the streets.By that time of the day, the streets were filled with people. Traders displayed their goods, fisherman brought out their newly caught
Blaize stood by the side of the window, watching the little movements that seldom occurred in the alley. He did not understand why the alley was so dark and secluded. The alley would be a perfect place to orchestrate a crime and those were the kind of places people were taught to avoid in Elderien. Mages and guards took shifts to prevent Lawbreakers to perpetuate immoral things at such places.But there he was, tired, hunted, and doing the freaking best he could at that moment. He didn't want the Buba to find them by surprise. He did not like surprises, to begin with. He wanted to be aware if they managed to find them and curb their efforts before it was too late.Blaize glanced at Victoria who was sleeping on the table. The wound had been dressed but her shirt was ripped to get her access. A clean piece of clothing was placed over her to protect her decency. Surprisingly, it was the ride woman who did it.The princess was by her side. Cecilia say on a chair beside Victoria and watche
"How is she?"Blaize asked Cecilia as she walked towards her. She smiled when she raised her head, and the smile was genuine. It showed sorrow, but yet, relief and affection. She was beginning to care for Victoria as well, which is more reason why Blaize knew he needed to keep her safe and get her to her people. It was no longer about the money. Things had changed."Well, she is still breathing. That is a good thing, right?" She asked Blaize who just nodded."As far as I can tell." Was the response."Why couldn't you heal her? Is it too tasking?" She asked, trying to understand how magic works."Healing is not what I do," Blaize responded. She tried to wrap her brain around the response but she was not really getting it."There are mages that can heal, there are mages that can read minds. There are mages that can manipulate minds, and there are mages that can move things with their minds. There are several gifts, and it is actually impossible to figure them all out." He said to her.
He was back at the inn.Blaize gasped softly as he found himself standing at the entrance of the inn again. It was dark, and the moon was nowhere to be found. The air was chilly with a pungent smell that seemed to irritate Blaize to the depth of his soul.He groaned while he slowly stepped inside. As he did so, he could feel the wave in the air, the antigravity around him, almost pulling him from the ground. The force of antigravity was already levitating some people, leaves, dirt, and other light materials from the ground.How did he get there? The last time he checked, he was at the healer's place, taking care of Victoria. He had eaten something there when it was nighttime and stood guard by the door. He must be dreaming then. That was the only logical explanation for what was happening to him.Blaize looked back into the streets and found them empty. The darkness spread across it like a cloak and it prevented him From seeing more ran a few feet away from him. There was no sound fro
Blaize groaned as he crashed to the ground. The dust from the ground he fell in smeared all over his face. Although he did not bleed, he knew his body probably had a bleeding nose at that moment. Blaize dragged himself up. He needed to wake up but the sorcerer had taken control of everything. She was using dark magic to keep him in that state. Bloody bitch!He looked around and saw he was inside the cave where he and the princess had spent the night before Victoria arrived. Did the sorcerer also have access to his memories? And if that is the case, how much does she know about him already? Blaize wasted no time but tried to leave the place. However, there was a powerful forcefield preventing him from leaving. The field was nothing he could not break if he had his magic. But since that was not an option, Blaize decided to find other ways to exit the place.There was always a way, a backdoor. He just needed to find it.He walked deeper into the cave and along the way, he saw the fire t