“My lord. Please, let the warrior go. You can leave things to us now.”It was the general from the northern army, pleading for the prince to separate from Asron.The fellow had been sticking to him as if a babe since yesterday’s attack.The troops did not appreciate how their liege was holding on to him, as they were the most loyal to the king in all the land.It was the reason they were the first to be summoned before the others. They found it appalling that the royal would seek refuge behind a single person than them.“No, I don’t want to die!”The young one pleaded when they tried pulling him away. They stop seeing as how the prince kept a hold of Asron’s arm as if his life depended on it.“What have you done to his highness?”A general states, glaring at Asron, who remained stoic all throughout the situation.Every person who was there had this expression on them, knowing that their king did not like the drogan. So, it was odd that their liege would suddenly be this dependent on h
“Do we have any survivors?”It was the first thing that Asron asks the moment they stepped into the battlefield. Bodies scattered all over, and the generals and commanders that they were just having a conversation a while ago were now lying lifeless on the ground.“I’m afraid none, sir.”A guard who they ordered to go in search of wounded, shakes his head in disbelief.“It seems little one is becoming too accustomed to this.”It made Hemlock swallowed hard, seeing the large number of dead all around them. He felt both nauseated and terrified of what the youth was turning into. Since it looked like those things won’t be stopping.“His actions are a cause for concern for me. I need to deal with this as soon as possible.”Asron could not help but feel agitated. Now that the army of the north had fallen, he could no longer leave the place because it left him with guarding the young prince.This could have been avoided if he had only departed the moment he had the chance.He regretted not
“I thought you’d never make up your mind.”Hemlock heaves a sigh of relief as they made the road into the sunrise.It was their last day of travel and in a matter of hours they will arrive in the forest of Henrel where Asron’s village was.“Little one is my primary concern right now. If what you say is true, then he could very well be a threat to the kingdom.”With a purse of lips and a clench jaw, Asron tightens his grip on his steed’s rein as he sped up. They’d been traveling for days, only stopping to take a bit of rest.After losing their northern allies, along with Hemlock’s theory. He could no longer stand idly.There were so many things that he could not piece out together, and those mysteries made him worry.“And what if he’s not? Haven’t you noticed? He didn’t touch any of us from the temple, and he only target the royals?”Hemlock gave this meaningful stare, together with a wide smirk, at him.As always, his friends were telling him things in riddles. Which meant that there
“Eldegor, what are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be heading straight for the capital?”Asron’s voice was stern the moment they got close.It did not please him that the eastern army was there, considering that they should be somewhere else.It just made things worse for him, knowing they could cause a misunderstanding.Upon seeing the group, the general was wide eyed when he saw them. The fellow turned pale, his mouth agape, moving, but nothing came out of it.“Lord Asron, I didn’t think you’d be here.”He could finally say after a few more moments.The general’s actions just made Asron’s expression turn sour, especially because the guy’s mind seems to wander off somewhere.“You did not answer my question.”He asks once more.He noticed the man’s reaction, so it caused him to wonder what could their militia is doing in a place like that. Far from the main road and days away from their supposed route.“Those monsters, they took our prisoners.”Was all Eldegor could say. His wo
“If anything happens, you know what you have to do.”Those words that Asron let out made his friend turn to him.Among all the individuals that were there, he felt like his long-time companion was the only one that he could trust right now.They were leading the army on their steeds. It had slowed their travel down because they had to make sure the troops weren’t tired out.Thankfully, so far there hasn’t been a single attack since they started their way towards the forest, which made them think that what the royal guards were saying was true about him.“It seems we are rather in a tight spot again, my friend.”It caused Hemlock to chuckle, but his laughter was filled with pain, understanding that they had nobody else to turn to.For the longest time, it had been the same thing after they founded the kingdom, and though they did their best to cooperate, yet things still didn’t work for them.“So, are you now regretting that you became friends with a war hero?”All Asron could do was j
The place could no longer be called a forest, it was a fortress. With empty roads formed of grass, towering trees, looked like buildings, each relayed in a way similar to those in a city.Armored beast of a specific kind wandered every corner, moving in such an ordered fashion that they resembled guards that were patrolling.Each group comprised a certain species.A large bulky fully plated ones would mainly lead them, followed by the light long legged runners, and lastly were the type that either could spit poison or breath flame from their mouths.“This is fascinating. Do you see how organize these creatures are?”Hemlock did not bother to hide his amusement, his eyes glimmering at the wonder that he could not mask his smile.“He’s completely done it this time.”Asron clenched his jaw, displeased by how things had changed.There was hardly any semblance of the forest that he had left and the flora that were there no longer look like anything that they had ever seen in the land.Ther
The air crackled and metal echoed through the place as the two opposing groups continued to clash. Both of them were using the full extent of their skills and weapons. “Die you scum!” The leader of the assailants screamed aloud as they charged at the three escorts. Of course, the soldiers did not falter and dodge and parried the attacks. The minute he heard the young drogan’s cry, Asron and Hemlock quickly moves to stop them as things were getting serious. He took down all the youngsters that were charging, while the wizard created a barrier around the three warriors that were with them. “That is enough!” Asron’s voice boomed all over the place, causing the fight to end, all except Cortus. The youth continued to struggle, even under his hold. “Traitors! I will kill all of you!” The youngster keep on screaming, hands flailing to reach for any of the people behind him. “What is wrong with you?” Asron scolds, frowning as he the rage in him. But what truly caught him off guard we
“Shouldn’t you be doing something?”Hemlock could now move closer to him, seeing that things had finally subsided within the room because of what had just happened.“I’d like to see where this is going.”Asron kept his eye on Chris and the drogan.They watch him as he took the warrior into a hanging bed, carefully tucking the guy there, treating it as if it was a huge child.“My lord! Help us.”Eldegor pleaded, feeling the tightening of the vines that were holding him.Lerold could barely speak since the plants covered his mouth, while Groshian had remained unconscious and was now encased in a much sturdier root.“How does little one know you?”It was the thought that kept running through Asron’s mind.From what he remembers, Chris had never ventured out of the village unless they visited the capital. And the general hadn’t left the eastern fort until recently.Though things were adding up, a lot of question continued to pile. Such as, who was the mysterious warrior? Why were the bodi