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2024-10-29 19:42:56The villagers’ expression turned into fear as the Fallen Knight glared at them. Her mere existence seemed to be enough to make them reconsider their actions, and the dwarf in mithril armour was more than enough to tip the scales towards regret.
“Do you expect us to believe and trust the words of a devil worshipper?” The old man shouted. He was the only one of the villagers who still had some fight left in him. His eyes continued to burn with passionate belief, and he tightly clenched his fists as he spoke. “You will come and kill us in our sleep!”
“I am Thornir, son of the King Under The Mountain.” The dwarf raised his voice. “Do you expect me to steep so low to worship demons? To come and kill a bunch of useless, powerless, helpless commoners in their sleep just because I can?” His eyes glimmered with anger as he nearly spat the words.
Kyle flinched, along with the rest of the villagers, though for a much different reason. Thornir, huh? So, he was a prince –
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The elf’s last breath was a heavy one, filled with pain. Kyle dropped the piece of cloth he had been pressing against her stomach, against the wound that caused her death. He reached for her open eyelids, and gently closed them. Not far from where he was standing, someone collapsed. He forced himself to get up, and rush towards the next dying person. He intentionally avoided looking to his left, towards the battlefield, because he knew all he would see was just death. More death. He helped the younger looking elf get up again. This was just a sharp stinger in his leg. Simple. He used a tourniquet to stem the flow of blood, then removed the black stinger that was the same size and thickness as his forearm. “Stand still,” He muttered, almost absentmindedly, as he pressed some herbs against the open wound. Leaves that the other medics had given him. Things they used to draw the insect’s venom out of the open wound. “Thank you,” The elf muttered, though h
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Some began rising into the sky not too far away from where they stood. Gathered around the large tree at the heart of the orchard, Kyle and the elves shot worried glances towards the smoke and flames visible through the trees. They were burning the orchard. The elves gritted their teeth and tightened their grasp around their weapons, but none of them tried anything futile. Kyle respected their discipline. His gaze remained fixed on the oversized insects surrounding them. Large praying mantises, ants, and other despicable, disgusting creatures swayed back and forth, clicking, and screeching constantly. They were waiting for the elves to make the first move. “Stall.” Kyle whispered softly. The elven leader standing beside him nodded. He knew just as well as Kyle did that they couldn’t win against these bugs, even with the protective spells around the heart of the orchard. They needed aid, Cacophus needed to arrive, now! Kyle shot a glance east,
The Lich's Master Chapter 58: Smoke and Ashes
The smell of charred wood and burnt bodies lingered in the air despite the mild breeze. It was too strong to be washed away simply like that. Too many trees had been burned, too many bodies incinerated. “How are they?” Kyle asked the elven leader as the tall elf stood by the large tree at the heart of the orchard. The wounded had been carried off further up north, to where the smell of death and loss didn’t reach. “Not well,” The elf said softly. He pressed his palm against the large, sickly tree. “It was getting better,” He said with a bitter smile on his lips. “The venom was almost gone, and your Lich’s spell would be easy to revoke as he is our – your – ally. It was getting much better.” Kyle looked away. Seeing the elf broken and distraught like this felt wrong. “I’m sorry,” He finally muttered. “I should have come earlier. I was too late, this happened because of me.” He clenched his fists. It was all that stupid paladin’s fault! Had he no
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His eyes shot wide open, and he stared at the grey ceiling above him. A couple of moths were walking in rough circles. One of them tried to fly, only to continuously hit the ceiling afterwards.He blinked a few times as he tried to figure out where he was.“You’re awake!” A panicked voice reached his ears. “Rhealis, they’re back!” It took him a moment to recognise Vis’ voice. A cold hand pressed against his forehead as he slowly began to notice the numbness around his right arm. There was a mild pain too.Footsteps approached as Kyle tilted his head to look at Vis. “Did something happen while we were gone?” He asked with a crusty voice. He licked his dry lips. He could use some water right now.“Your arm got charred!” Vis hissed wide eyed. Was she angry? “And the Fallen Angel’s wings started bleeding!”“Indeed,” Rhealis approached them with a glass of water in her hand. She helped Kyle sit upright, then gave him the glass. He drank it without hesitation. The water passing through his
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Chapter 269: The Wasteyard of Heaven
Azazel led him through the distorted landscape in a hurry. “They can’t see as well here.” The Fallen Angel explained as soon as they walked through a cathedral door and fell upwards. Kyle hit the ceiling with a muffled thud. A thick, soft carpet had broken his fall.He moaned with pain still. Constantly falling somewhere was slowly taking its toll on him. His back couldn’t take many more falls. “Why?” He asked as he sat upright and rubbed his sides.Azazel flew up and closed the cathedral’s door. “Because of the distortions. They don’t see things as you do. They see what something is, can be, and was.” The Fallen Angel hesitated upon seeing Kyle’s confused expression. “You don’t understand, do you?”Kyle shook his head. “Nope.”Azazel’s shoulders dropped with disappointment. “When you see something,” The Angel said, speaking slower th
