“We’ve been robbed! Everything’s gone.”
It was the first thing that Rombus noticed when he was moving again. The old guy kept rummaging on the empty crates that they had, gaping as there was nothing left there.
“What? No, we weren’t!”
Chris tells him. As the man’s face was turning red, throwing things around and breaking several of the surrounding stuff, almost causing the tent to fall.
“Then where did all the beast meat go?”
Rombus shouts, heaving deep breaths as he gestured to the containers, glaring at him full of murderous intent.
“I sold them. Isn’t that what you wanted?”
Chris could not help but arched a brow, not thinking that the gu
As he’d expected, the Drogan’s were a force to be reckoned with. Even with the help of the surrounding plants, they could still match him.With the amount of power that he released within the woods, it allowed the flora to move on their own.They sprouted their roots through the earth. Some trees also started producing spikes to shoot off on the unsuspecting warriors.Yet they fought on, avoiding the attacks the best they can, hacking away on anything that moved and blocked their way.No matter how much they got wounded or thrown, they literally stood their ground and continued to attack.“Your bound to deplete your magic, wizard!”The leader of the group shouted in a war cry, as he joined in on the fight, realizing that they w
“You are certain about this?”King Duseous sat on his throne with this dissatisfied expression on him. Head resting on one hand, his jaw clenched while looking at the naked youngsters that were kneeling right before him.It irked him seeing that pathetic stated they were in, after the soldiers had found them hidden deep into the forest. It was truly something quite unacceptable for someone from the royal family.“Yes, father, this child could make the woodland bend to his will.”Prince Arlan had this stern look on his face, still feeling that sickening twist in his stomach after being humiliated like that in front of his warriors. He was bent on having his revenge, no matter what the cause.The entire story caused a ruckus within the main hall, as advisers and several of the other clansmen started exchanging their take on this
Chris couldn’t keep his face straight, all the while he held the little seed near his ear. They’d been noisy the minute he woke up, whispering “They escape!” repeatedly. He bit his lower lip, tapping his fingers on the makeshift table while staring into the wooden gate. His gaze kept looking at the trees there. After he got back and administered the medicine to Cortus, he could not return to the forest because Asron would not let him. He couldn’t just disobey him, as he knew he needed their protection. They didn’t find any humans there, which left him with the option of going with the Drogans back to their village or staying in that city. Of course, after all that’s happened, he chose to stay with Asron and the others. He thought it was the best, since all he could do now was retrace his steps. “Can you st
“Kid, are you a mage or something?”It was the first thing that Asron said after they had departed from the city. They’ve been traveling for quite some time now, so their companions had fallen asleep.Chris moves close to the front of the carriage to get a better look at him. The Drogan’s face remained stern, his eyes stayed on the road, not bothering to glance at him.“Pardon?”He asks, somewhat confused why that had been brought up. He didn’t think that would matter since they had wizards there.Asron’s shoulder rose before he let out a heavy sigh. Lips curving as he slouched, before he stares at him.“Do you know magic?”He repeats, this time in a much mo
Chris felt his throat was on fire, spitting up blood with each cough. He knew the Drogan was strong but not like this; the fighter was also fast, evading everything he threw at him.Yet he basically decimated every plant that he had called out, broke his root dome and trunk wall as if it was nothing.“Is that all you’ve got, child? You won’t take me down with that kind of puny attack.”Asron spat, tapping his sword on his shoulder while looking down on the beaten up human.Chris was on his knees, feeling that strike he gave him. He felt like his gut had burst from being bludgeoned by that weapon.Of course, he was still hesitant to use all of his power, not wanting to cause an accident. But he was thinking if it was really the right thing to do.As of now he was
When Chris opened his eyes, they were once again moving. They laid him on the carriage where Cortus was before.As he tried to move his neck, it caused him to groan, because of that stinging pain. There were still those throbbing in almost every part of his body, together piercing sensation in certain inner parts of his.“Good, you’re finally awake. You got us worried back there.”The young Drogan was the first to notice him, as he was sitting right next to him.Chris tried to see what was happening, but his eyes were blurry and his throat felt like it was cracking inside from being so dry.Rombus crawled closer so that he could inspect him, bringing along a flask upon noticing those scratching motions he kept on doing. The guy carefully lifted his head into his lap b
It was already sunset when the group arrived at the village, but everyone was static as they all showed up out to greet the weary travelers.Cortus’ parents welcomed him with a tight hug, seeing as he came back alone. The couple kept whispering words of encouragement at their son, knowing how down he was.His twins instantly tackled Rombus, grabbing a hold of both his legs the moment he jumped out of the cart, while his wife cackled, watching her husband drag himself. The two end up in a kiss when the guy finally got closer.Chris remained inside the cart, quietly sitting on its side. The child stared blankly into nothingness, hiding within those crates and sacks.Asron let out a heavy sigh when he gaze at him, but he did not speak and just went off to meet with his spouse, who was walking towards them.
Chris looks around. Everybody else had begone with their task.Asron was assisting and giving instructions about the stuff that they bought. Rombus was having a pleasant chatter with his wife and some villagers while Cortus was doing some poses in front of his peers, probably telling stories of his trip.All of them seemed back to their normal daily lives, making him feel more homesick.He wanted to see his family, his home, the city that he was in. Even though his life was a rigorous cycle, at least he knew how stuff worked there.These were the things ran in his mind, that made his heart heavy, knowing that he didn’t belong in that world.“Hello, little one.”A gentle voice greeted, making him stop from his deep thought. He’d