When Méah recognized the person, she felt the same chills crept throughout her veins. The look on the person's face reminded her of every single thing that she and her family had went through. How could she ever forget those scariest nightmares that happened in her life? Méah suddenly felt the flaming desire of revenge and justice. Now that she won't have to look for this person anymore, it was time for her to ask for the compensation in exchange for the lives of her parents. She will make sure that the pending promises that she had sworn to herself will be accomplished this time. However, it won't be easy for her to just show up in front of this person and do the thing that she longed for. Everyone was fully equipped and ready for battle. If she would recklessly act now, she would surely get killed first before laying the finger on her target. Méah needed a smart strategy. She decided to follow them by taking the hills and mountains a
After a few minutes of going down the hill under the night sky, Méah finally arrived on the area where the tents have gathered. But first, she hid behind the small thicket near one of the tents. She was figuring out the shifts of the guards. She waited there for almost half an hour until the guards began to leave their posts for the shift. When no one was there already, she walked towards her target tent in a hurry. Or else she might get caught once the replacement guards will come to take over the posts. Lurking in the dark shadows of the night, with careful steps, she held the dagger close to her chest. She was now near behind the biggest tent where her target was in. However, she was hindered by the shadows that she saw reflecting on the ground in front of her. She assumed it was coming from the guards who were watching the entrance of the tent. Thanks to the fire somewhere near these guards or she'll have no idea where exactly their
Méah couldnt stop herself from panicking hard. She had wiped off the traces of blood on her face using the portion of black fabric of the uniform. But even though there was no way for her to be recognized with the uniform and the head armour together with the sword, she was still anxious as she was filled with negative thoughts at the same time. Good thing that the uniforms were paired with cloak so her long hair was perfectly hidden under it. And so, she just stood straight right at the entrance of the tent and held her head high to make herself even more convincing. Although deep inside, Méah's emotions were stirred, making her feel like she will puke right now on her post. Méah remained frozen like a statue until the person passed by in front of her. She was thankful that the man didn't look at her. However, when he was about to enter the tent, he suddenly stopped on his way and looked back at her. "Why are you guarding here
"My lady! Something happened to the Nuandian Troop!" A man entered the hall, chasing his breath. The clothes that he's wearing showed he's one of the soldiers. Purple Smoke just nodded lightly as if she didn't care about what she heard. Her face bore the uninterested look and didn't even take her eyes off her admiration on her long, glossy, black nails. "Forgive me, my lady. But I think someone has known our plans." The man lowered his head upon saying his opinion. But actually, the reason why he said this was because he noticed Purple Smoke wasn't worried about it. He was trying to provoke her to take action at what happened with the Nuandian Troop. However, he was afraid to say it boldly and offend her. Purple Smoke inhaled deeply, shifting her attention to the man in front of her. "And where did you got the guts to say this to me? Are you trying to say that I am not taking the situation seriously?" Purple Smoke eyed th
"Is there any thing you need?" Purple Smoke suddenly said, breaking the silence that filled the whole place. Doctor Bai was startled for a bit. He didn't realize he had been staring at the door where Tarah and King Marcellus got out. He turned to look at Purple Smoke who was now giving him a warning look. Seeing her expression, his strength melted. She looked like he's going to kill him with her piercing eyes. This made Doctor Bai back off. He wouldn't like it if he ended up annoying her especially now that she's in a bad mood. Or else his soul would end up inside one of the beads. Maybe it wasn't the right time to ask for his freedom. For sure, it would only make his situation worse. Even though he only have a prick of chance that Purple Smoke would agree to let him go, he would rather give it a chance than to be stuck here and suffer under her rule. He didn't want to be used against his own fellowmen. And most of all, he didn't want to
As Tarah advanced closer to her destination, the paths that she was taking was also getting darker–not only darker but at the same time it also became narrower. The path was in between two towering cliffs that looked like a deep crack, dividing the mountain into halves if seen from afar. As Tarah walked on this path, she was feeling unearthly nips crawling on her skin, making the tiny hairs on it stood up straight. The gentle brush of cold air seeped through the loose cloak that she was wearing, making it appear like a cloth canopy filled with air. The aroma of the sea breeze mixed with the serenity of the night sent crisp chills throughout her airways once it entered her nares. After a few minutes, Tarah arrived in front of magnificent stone gate. She pushed it carefully, opening it just enough for her small figure to fit through and then locked it before leaving. Tarah was now heading toward the next door about ten yards away from the gat
It was a quiet morning. The warm, golden rays of sunshine flashed through the gigantic windows of the eastern part of the fortress. New hope has come. However, this doesn't apply to those who have been deprived of it–those who have their tomorrows tied to dead end. King Marcellus and his two remaining men were brought to the hall by Doctor Bai after spending the whole night in the dark dungeon of the fortress filled with filth. Except King Marcellus, these two was shaking in fear of what's to come. A king never shivers even when facing death. He would be glad to die with them and for the people. But... He's not going to die on a foreign land especially on the enemy's hands. He had thought it through the night. Though if granted, he will never be the same again. This time, it would be a battle from within. Suddenly, the door opened and Purple Smoke was poised to enter with her chin held high. If someone hasn't seen her
Ferlah just arrived back at the Beggar's Town. The moment that stepped a foot on this place caused a stir on the unforgettable nightmares that she had went through. Seeing this place again was like she's seeing a colorless world. Even though the streets were so busy and bustling, she couldn't feel its spirit. Beggars aligned on the sidewalks with their hungry and shaking hands asking for alms. The worst was they didn't even get to have what they asked but ended up getting a far more different thing–being loathed by the majority and being pitifully beaten to death. For Ferlah, this place was not only named Beggar's Town just because it resembles the majority of the people living on it, but because it was a place of suffering where all kinds of bad and illegal things could be found. Life here was colorless. The rich keeps getting rich and the poor were stuck to being poor. Luckily, there were not too many children in