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The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The end of Sphinox The Giant
Nobody suspects a thing. Not that they know of, anyway. Golind dives down and landed on a tree. His claws grappled on the tree trunk. He began to pry and look around — but the vision of a bird never really did him any favors. This time he looked around for a bug to consume. Looking around the ground— he finds a creepy-crawler. A centipede. Not ideal but he has little to no choice. So he flies and dives and consumes the thing. In a matter of seconds after consuming the critter he was able to transform, his body getting used to the feeling of being an insect. He crawled towards the direction of his Creature — making sure to mask his aura. Golind had always had this unclean and sinful desire. He transformed into a centipede and crawled towards Cecilli and Geralt of Solaria’s direction. He watched what the two Centaurs were doing. Wanting to find the right to escape while Sphinox keeps the third one — the boy occupied. But then he saw the half-breed hide on the back of a big rock. Soo
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Golind The Despicable Giant
The three magical beings checked if Sphinox’s body was still moving. Cecilli, Fraco and Lerroy circled around her body. Up close, they noticed that there was a pattern of scars that branches out across the monster’s body like the limbs of a tree.It’s as if the lightning traced the vessels. Like how a lightning strike traces the body of a tree.As the lightning strikes and then exits the body, it leaves deep wounds, often accompanied with third degree burns. Sphinox’s hair and clothing had singed and caught fire. The bones sticking out of her body have turned into ashes.Her armor and the bones covering her could even be shredded by the explosive force of the surrounding air being superheated to up to 50,000 degrees Fahrenheit which is five times hotter than the surface of the Sun.Lerroy looked at Fraco, and felt a bit threatened and intimidated by his presence. He bumped Fraco’s torso with her elbow, making the young man grunt.“What?” Was Fraco’s question as he rubbed his side.Ler
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Twelve Gods and the Traitor
He noticed that the young man named Fraco, as well as the half-breed named Lerroy had stopped and camped in a house. The centaur half-breed named Cecilli… as he heard the name, was on the lookout for his creator.‘Here goes nothing.’ He said to himself as he approached them. And as he crawled --- tiptoed closer and closer, he recalled everything he learned from the Fortress. Anything. Every information to make them believe.He approached the three, and noticed that Geralt of Solaria was no longer with them.“Good evening.” He informs the three with a grin. As predicted, the Centaurs stood up from their seats and were ready to end his life.He’s an intruder, of course. But he managed to stand his ground. Fraco already had a ball of fire on his hand. Cecilli was commanding black and red water. And Lerroy was pointing a sword at him.He knew he had to be bold.“I’m a survivor.” Was what he said first. And he noticed it caught Fraco’s attention. Though the words sting against his tongue,
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Twelve Gods and The Child
The deep voice whispered faintly but the sound rang loud in his ears as if someone was screaming. He stood up, and looked everywhere. He tried to check the Dark Druid through the faint light coming from the torch. The fire flickered and he heard someone crawling… creeping. The sound of footsteps was light and did not sound human. Fast. Fast footsteps and weary. Creeping and crawling carefully back to where it came from or where it had hidden.‘Find the traitor!’ The voice screams this time. Angry. ‘Find him. Find him!’He decided to sleep at the Forest of Zodiacs.It seems like his own mind will not let him sleep tonight. He walks closer to Lerroy instead. HYe looks like he needs more rest than he does.“Half-breed, hey.” His deep voice echoed. And Fraco watches as he looks up to him with a tired smile.“What?” “I think I’ll keep watch this time.” Was what Fraco said, “And I’m not asking. You sleep. I’ve had enough rest.” The half-breed agreed. Soon the fire in the torch will bur
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Land of the Sorcerers
The griffon’s mighty wing flutters and moves faster and faster. Kane and Dalton were wearing a uniform similar to that of a Sorcerer assigned to work on a fortress. “We’re ready to fly – sir.” Kane’s head whips up in incredulity, and he watches, almost nervously — and his eyes are shaking as Dalton straps on the belt on his body for protection. The belt on his body had been secured too. Now all that’s left is for them to take off. “Are you good?” Dalton doesn’t look up. Not until he had fastened himself and was ready for the flight. “Ready.” Kane took a deep breath. Truth be told, he was more nervous about seeing Lerroy than the risk of flying. “You think he’s alive?” He shouted, mainly because of the noise created by the griffon. Dalton rolled his eyes. “Of course he’s alive. Lerroy is strong.” “Seriously you shouldn’t have left him there.” Kane swears Dalton gave him a look that he could only describe as intimidating. “What?!” He spat, looking offended. “What if he dies? W
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Worst is Yet To Come
Rowan the Creator had always loved watching as a storm built in the skies below him. He loved watching as the dark clouds seemed to coalesce into one large mass of storm clouds even as distant streaks showed the clear juxtaposition between the clear and dark clouds, like streaks of light against the building darkness. And the winds swirled and buffeted him with strength, tossing strands of his hair around, feeling the cold chill of the winds no matter what season it was. He loved smelling that rich, strong, almost electric scent that told him that lightning was building in the clouds, a prophecy that would always hold true as a sudden blast of lightning erupted against the dark heavens above him. A play of light, too quick for most eyes to do more than get a quick glimpse of the expected trajectory. And then, the low booming sound of thunder that usually followed after. Perhaps it was not normal, this strange love of storms but he always supposed that it was just one of the we
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Warning From Rowan
Who would have thought that Kane would learn how to fly in such a short amount of time. Kane was flying through the air, his hands against the side of his body, the winds whipping strongly against him. Below him was cloud cover, striated clouds tinged with slight pink, rose and gold like the colors of a sunrise… He knew he was rushing, that hurrying somewhere was a matter of utmost importance right now, but he couldn’t remember why. He couldn’t recall what had happened. As he looked ahead, he saw it. A column of dark storm clouds, twisting together to form a miles-high column. Even from this distance, he could see what appeared to be dark specks circling that storm cloud and, without a doubt, he knew a battle lay ahead.At his side, he knew without knowing how he knew, four other forms had joined him in flight, keeping pace with him as he soared ahead. A mixture of different faces and different looks, at once, they were strangers to him and also his closest friends.A woman with ice
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Gwendolyn and Daimon
She raised her hand into the air and signaled Daimon to come closer. Within minutes, he walked towards Gwendolyn with a chair in his hand. And she thought Daimon would bring a jar full of Sangria too. Seems like Scorpio’s taste in food is preventing the tall beautiful man from feasting on something he’s unfamiliar with. ‘How overly cautious.’ Gwendolyn thought. Daimon was eating something out of a banana leaf and it smells heavenly too. At the sight of the sunset hitting his face, Gwendolyn can’t help but smile. This is going to be her life once the Dark Druid has been contained and punished for his crimes. Now, all that’s left is to wait for Geralt of Cecilli to come and descend from the stars once more. While they were landing on the Helicopter, Daimon kept telling her to be wary of Lucas’s moves. And it annoyed the hell out of her when he’s being so overprotective of her. Not only that, but Daimon had been a bit rude to Lucas. Lucas was only asking her harmless questions, y
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