Chris could not help pondering at what was going on, no matter how many times they keep telling him it was not his fault. He felt he had somewhat caused the gears of war to turn.
He did not realize that there’s been a civil conflict happening in those lands. All because he was so engrossed with his need to return home that he had completely disregarded what was occurring there.
He no longer had the luxury of fooling around, gathering info and studying the place. He now needed to act, else he won’t be able to get out of there.
“Cushar, what’s the king’s problem with Asron?”
He asks, curious why they were currently in that predicament. Last time he remembers, the fellow was even asking for help from the capital, so it made little sense.
“Oh, so t
“Rombus, where is Asron?”Chris asks.The drogan had arrived almost late at night, alone. His gaze was lifeless and there was this shadow looming over his face when they went up to him.“He’s surrendered himself in exchange that the king does not lay his hand on these lands.”The old guy states, clenching his trembling fist as he gritted his teeth.The news cause a ruckus as the entire group of people there mumbled and chatter things about what was going on. Is cost an unrest that some of the young warriors panicked.“That’s just stupid!”Cortus roared, throwing a sharp gaze at their companion as he stepped up.But before he could even
“Herlein, are you all right?”Chris asks. He felt worried about her situation, seeing that her mind was blanking out.Though the female drogan tried to hide it, he’d been hearing her crying for almost the whole day after they found out about what his husband did. She immediately broke down at the news of it to the point she couldn’t stop wailing.“I’m sorry, little one. I just wasn’t expecting this.”She quickly wipers her eyes before facing him. They were currently in the middle of packing some of their clothes, as everyone in the village was told to evacuate.Without their leader, their sanctuary was now helpless in the face of the royals, if ever they decide to attack.“Don’t worry, I’ll get Asron back.”He’d found ou
“My king, we present to you. The traitor general.”Kerruf says, full of pride, while raising his head as he moves with his steed in front of the carriage where the royal was.Behind him were several soldiers, dragging Asron.They chained the drogan warrior’s leg, body, and arms. A metallic platform held his neck and hands, restraining him.His face swelled, bruised, and still bleeding from all the hits he had taken a while ago. As the troops wanted to ensure that they weakened him enough.Duseous peeked from the curtains, and upon seeing that they beat the warrior up, he could get out with a smug smile on him.Asron could barely stand. They forced his knees to bend down, causing him to stumble on the ground.“He doesn’t look much like a hero now.”<
Chris was still gasping for air as he stood at the highest tree that was there. Looking from that point of view, he was certain that they had taken Asron, if they had not killed him yet. He was too late to save him, causing his whole body to tremble with rage.“Do not worry, little one. I can assure you, he’s all right.”Cushar was sitting on a nearby branch, grabbing on to it to avoid falling. The fellow has been trying to make him calm down from the start of the siege.“I couldn’t see properly because of the fire and smoke. Maybe I should have tried another method.”Chris was now regretting releasing the beast unto the army, since he had considered it a trump card in case of something drastic happening. But after seeing how much damage was being done to the forest, with the possibility of breaking the wall, and being attacked, he panicked.“What’s done is done. We have succeeded in driving them off, so you should probably take some rest. You’ve spent a lot of energy taming those bea
“If it isn’t our prominent leader, Asron! So what you do to get on the king’s bad side?”Groshian nudges his steed to shift closer at the beaten up warrior.The known hero was nothing like his former self. He looked weak to them, being full of bruises and hanging on a cage.It irritated him to see the person who they considered stronger than him being that way, when before there was not a single fighter who would dare face the guy.“There he goes again.”Hucar sighed as he shakes his head, watching their companion banter.As the royal army surrounded the king’s carriage, they left the three of them at the very end of the line to keep watch of the prisoner, allowing them their comrade to do as he pleases.“Why the hell did you have to marry off in some run down village, anyway? You could have been more than this!”Groshian continued, gritting his teeth as he received no answer.Irritated from being ignored, he started punching the cage, trying to get their prisoner to stare at him.Tha
Chris shivered as he bit his fingernails while watching how the beasts that he had recently gained were being taken down like that.Even the elder earth wyrm was instantly knocked out, considering its gigantic size. He’d expect to at least have time to get Asron out of there during the entire commotion, but after seeing how they could handle them. It made him wary of the guards’ capabilities since they could truly rival Asron.“You understand now? The royal army isn’t just for show, their very formidable. Unless you will find people of that same caliber, you won’t stand a chance against the royals, even with that power of yours.”Rombus took in a deep breath.The fellow had followed him there along with the others after he insisted he wanted to see things for himself.“I know.”Was all Chris could say as he had his hopes up.Though he failed, he could now gauge the strength of the said group and their fighting capabilities to decide.After observing how they had taken down his trump c
The power of the matriarch was comparable to a creation and controlling ability. If he would meet certain requirements, then the possibility of the skill working would increase.Though he was not that verse in warfare, there was one factor that he learned from his old world, as he had always enjoyed playing games and reading.First was to set up a secured camp, with the place that Asron chose for them and how the forest wall mange to hold up. He instantly scratched that out on his list.The thing he needed to do now was increase the safety and security of the area, and since everyone was busy doing their work, no one notice when he traveled back to the location of the battle to get a better view of the surrounding.With the help of the elder wyrms, he had them dig trenches all around the territory of the region. He had it connected to a river that he located a few miles away, adding to the defense. He also gave rise to more flora there which created another layer of forest in the plac
The loud snap of metal rattled through the air as another sword shattered in two. Cheers and holler from the youngsters that were gathered there followed it.“Damn Cortus, that’s the second one you broke.”A young drogan about the same age as him whined, seeing that the warrior had broken his weapons.“Seems those are not as sturdy as mine.”Cortus started waving and twirling to show off his skills, boasting that impressive and unscathed spear of his. For the most of their training, hunting and battle, the object never dulled or chipped.Out of all the weapons there, he was now considered something that of a legendary item because of its unique properties.“Where you get that, anyway? I bet we’d be as good as you if we had the same thing.”Another youth blurted out, getting annoyed at how the fellow was boasting.“You certain about that?”Cortus arched a brow.“You bet you!”One more state.As the craftsmanship was unknown to them, it had this sense of magic and a mystery to them, see