Cecelia shot her brother a playful smile as they rode their steed through the city, they were led by a Calgary of guards that treated the pair as VIP."My hero! I knew I was right when I accepted your proposal Castor!" She whispered in his ear.Her brother cringed, "If I let him move his hand any lower.... you would have broken it, wouldn't you?" "Oh.... well I was hoping he would! I wanted to see whether he'd still have that nasty ass smile on his disgusting pig face!"".... you're not alright Cece, I hope you know that?"She flicked his forehead.The twins had finished their inspection by the city guards, though they were curious about some of their items, They couldn't confiscate them, as the vale did not seem the a threat.The twins were surprised, they hadn't seen in the archives, the new security system the city employed, an invisible dome that pushed out entities that sought out mischief within the City.This info greatly pissed off Cecelia, as it meant the search was for noth
"They're called Dorian's fallen," Lord Gastard pointed towards the projection Arthur had conjured.In it stood a man decked out in a White suit of Armour with streams of green light glowing in the gaps between it.He had wires and cables sticking from his elbow to back to his head, pumping a strange Green fluid in and out of them.He had massive shoulder and leg armour, as well as He wore a griffon helmet and held a sword made of pure light! 'But something is off' Cas thought."That Armour.... it's too advanced for anything this realm is capable off," he pointed out, The dwarf.... Dorkus nodded."Aye... it has Turrets on it's shoulders and that gauntlet, it shapes light around it to form hard light tech, right?" The Giant spat, "What does that matter?""It matters because you twat, someone is obvious supplying them with tech this world isn't ready for," Jamie the Albino lady spoke, her voice cold as ice."Someone in your field, correct?" Lord Gastard sighed."Perhaps.... when so the
'Don't.... just don't,' Her brother's words echoed in her head as she strolled down the hallway of the gothic castle.He hadn't spoken to her since the then, what's worse is Eve the succubus kept glaring at her, She resisted the temptation to humour the demon.'I won't give him more reason to doubt me,' She promised herself.They had just finished their Games and were having supper with the Lord, Venison, Custard pie and other assortment of foods Cece didn't care for, They all tasted like Bile in her mouth, Cas' words really hit her hard.She zoned out through most of the meal, only ever glancing up once in a while at Dorkus' Bellow or Derrick's laughter, the two seemed to hit it off nicely, ' Dwarfs and Giants doing a Drinking Contest... how cliche,' She scanned her environment, taking in the gothic style of the room, The grinning Gargoyles that hung over the arches, The long dark fluffy curtains, the black oily walls, Dark,Dark and Dark all around her.'This man really likes his Bl
She remained Silent throughout their walk to the Courtyard, Saying nothing to her brother except the occasional glances. Castor felt a pinge of guilt in his chest, 'Was I too harsh on her earlier?' he thought, he opened his mouth to speak but something else caught his attention. "Yep.... I'm dropping out," Dorkus announced. The twins got to the courtyard in time to hear his decree, Everyone was either indifferent or pleased with his announcement, everyone but Gastard. 'Is this Jaime? if it is the lady knows how to work fast!' Castor eyed the White witch. "Why have you chosen to depart? Are agents of Reign all this unprofessional? Your warrior was doing pretty well too, Explain yourself!" "I Have received a better offer for my Warriors, All of them! There is no need for me to entertain these petty games.... No offence my lord but I'll be taking my leave now, cheers!" It was just a moment.... Just one moment but Cas spotted that shared look between Ella and Dorkus as he left, Cast
Cece and Cas had been summoned to the Gastard's Office by first light, They entered the chamber with their Cylinder and Spectre along with all sorts of ghastly looking tools for the Blood pact. 'My Baby really came in prepared' She thought as she stroked the curved glass dagger he had given her for the ritual. She looked around the room and noticed a book shelf filled with Ominous book titles such as 'Bane if Kings' and 'The Headless emperor last stand', She looked around and noticed more Gothic Aesthetics. From the skull shaped chair by his table to the Black walls that leaked red fluids, the entire thing was off putting for Cece. "Pass me the book!" Cas snapped her back to place, she was startled but she regained her composure and did as he said, passing him the brown leather book. Her brother chanted some words, mostly nonsensical rubbish, Gastard wouldn't know the difference, he was far too pleased to care. 'Look at him, He's beaming!' She thought looking at the lord when the
Castor was getting irritated. Ever since they left Gastard's office, Corbin had been on his tail like a mutt in heat! From Gastard's gate, the fat priest had asked him, 'What sort of spell is this!? I sense no magic from it! Do you take me for a novice like my liege!?' And he would always reply, 'All that's needed is For the Cylinder to be opened and then the Spectres would rise, is that part a lie? You saw me perform it before we left, didn't you?' The priest still wasn't satisfied, he would hound him with questions, At the south gate he asked about his origins, at the warehouses he had asked him about the nature of his clan. And now in the temple.... "What you're doing counts as blasphemy!" he spat, the congregation members joined in voicing the priest's disdain. "Cretin!" one woman shouted. "Devil worshipper!" another screamed. "......How many knights do you have within the temple?" Castor ignored their protests. "what does it matter?" "My contract binds me to protect all
Cecelia screamed! Etching back, barely dodging Fil's blade as it grazed her left brow. She touched the top of her head and felt the blood trickling down from it, she looked upon her attacker and saw a manic look in his eyes. "Wha-!? wait! stop! what are you doing!?" She twisted and rolled as the elf continued with his relentless attack, above her, she could hear the evil cackling of that vile Succubus. "He must really despise you, It normally takes a lot of effort to charm one of !" "This is your doing?" "Of course! I am a Succubus afterall, charming and dominating men is my specialty, I had thought one of Creeda's Faithful, more so an elf would be hard.... but it seems his hatred if you really helped ease things!" Cece paled, "Since.... when?" Eve grinned, "The Banks! I'm surprised you didn't notice me slip right through! Oh and don't bother calling the others for help! They're mine as well! Now my slave.... Broke her!" Cecelia didn't let him have the chance, quick as cat, sh
They were merciless!The fallen leapt towards Castor's party and met the Soldiers head on in battle.Their initial attacks slew 3 of the Centaurs in an instant, Castor cursed under his breath as he narrowly dodged the biggest of them, The Fallen with the great axe and Sword!The Creature had set it's sights on him, possibly because it saw him as the most dangerous, him parading as a mage and all.He heard Kovet giving orders in the background, possibly to him as well, He didn't understand her though and moved on instinct, he rolled over to the side of the three and pointed his trident at the fallen.A surge of electricity shot towards the creature's chest, momentarily stunning it, Kovet and one of the Gastard's men swung their weapons down in it.Even with the chaos around him, Castor swore he heard bone and flesh get cut through, yet...."Why!?" he was aghast! The Fallen simply stumbled forward, Red and black blood flowing from it back, dripping into the floor, even at that it still