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42 • RAEHERYS
Every swing, every hit of their swords brought more pain in his tired arms, legs, and gut. Raeherys clenched his jaws, wrenched his aching muscles, and gripped his sword tighter as he parried his opponents’ attacks. He could feel his body breaking apart. But he had to keep fighting. The entire realm was counting on them to escape this dungeon and end the war once and for all.
“Curse you! Vile beas—“ The hunter choked more blood as Raeherys drove the point of his sword through the throat. He swiped the man away and rushed towards the other enemies. Aravyr and Myrdin were still holding off. They’d slain a few and were still struggling.
Raeherys yelled as he waved his sword to an enemy charging his way. When the hunter blocked his blade, steels sparked against each other. Raeherys grunted as the heavy impact hurt his arms, causing him to get pushed back.
“Bloody hell!” Raeherys pulled over his face, t
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A Symphony of Frost and Flame 44 • RAEHERYS
The metal door blasted open where two guards stood outside—both faces looked in shock. Aravyr and Myrdin took care of them. They were already in the left-wing of the palace, which was a shortcut to the dungeon aside from the entrance on the river shore below. Raeherys never thought the palace would look very different from the bastions he’d seen back in the ranges. The walls, floors, even the ceilings had colors. Everything was too bright for his eyes after being so long in the darkness of the dungeons. They hurried through the long halls where they encountered more guards. Raeherys had to let Sevyh and his fellow brethren fight with their dragon arms and claws since his body was too exhausted for battle. He couldn’t almost feel his legs, so Fetyr and Estevan had to help him walk fast.Blades and claws clashed against each other. Every fight ended with blood and death as they fought their way through the hall. Something w
A Symphony of Frost and Flame 45 • LARICE
Larice did not know which way to go, but she didn’t care anymore. All she wanted was to keep on running and running and running … away from the hunters chasing her. Her eyes were wet and red, sobbing from that shameful event earlier. After all this time, she had been living in a false dream of having people to accept her truly. Reality just slapped her face hard. But she had to accept it; no one would ever care for her and stay with her forever.More problems kept on troubling her thoughts, but she knew she had to get out of the palace first as soon as possible. She had no plans of getting captured, killed, or thrown into prison for the rest of her life.Larice turned left to where another hall showed a clear path. She wondered what that quake was earlier. It probably came from the dungeons. Did the prisoners escaped? She suddenly remembered Sevyh. She hadn’t seen him since they got separated in the dungeon. He might have been
A Symphony of Frost and Flame 46 • RAEHERYS
The palace grounds became a battlefield as endless blood spilled and fire swirled under the night skies. Dead bodies bathed from the blood. The ringing of the bell tower dominated the cries of men and steel. Raeherys was burning in anger inside as he made his killing spree. He felt strange … strangely numb. He couldn’t feel the pain in his body any longer as he killed more … slayed more enemies on the battlefield. Every time he plunged his claws through their chest or neck or face … he got more excitement … and much more rage …Dragon outrage …War Frenzy …This must’ve been the feeling one would have during wars which Aravyr kept on telling Raeherys before, he thought. He was experiencing it now. He was slaughtering every enemy who dared to charge at him … he was going crazy … crazy mad.He couldn’t stop thinking about his brother, who might have falle
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Raeherys’ voice echoed and echoed and echoed amidst the silence of the darkness …“Are you happy now …?”“Is this what you really want …?”Larice glimpsed his bloody face staring down at her—the face that showed disgust and disappointment. She wanted to speak, but she found no words. She wanted to stand up, but her body couldn’t move as she lied upon the ground.Behind Raeherys came Estevan, who had the same shameful expression. More people followed to look down at her—Estes, Quarth, Fetyr … even Faran …Faran …?She wore the same white apron from that night, with traces of blood from the men Larice had killed—accidentally killed. The look in her eyes hinted fear, as if she dared never to touch Larice again. Faran had already seen her as a monster, she came to remember.Tears came out of the corner of her eyes as they
A Symphony of Frost and Flame 48 • RAEHERYS
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The inn looked just the same as Larice remembered. Few customers occupied the wooden tables and chairs, eating and drinking and chatting with their fellows. The air stayed warm, mixed with the scent of roasted meat and bitter ale. She almost forgot that there was a fireplace in the kitchen, but as long as she couldn’t see it, she would be fine.Larice wrapped her arms around herself as she gazed around, trying not to remember the dark memory that had happened here. It kept on poking her mind, but she resisted.She was seated at a vacant table, her garments changed with dry ones. The clothes still fit on her, though she was taller than Faran.Earlier outside, she was as surprised as the innkeeper when they saw each other. But what surprised Larice more was that Faran unhesitatingly brought her inside and offered her some dry clothes. Wasn’t she afraid of Larice? She didn’t want to stay here for long, but the innkeeper insi
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