"What's wrong?" Princess Jiyanah came back for her when she noticed she's not moving on her spot anymore. Méah was startled. She didn't know what or how to tell her. Her eyes were shifting from the soldiers ahead carrying sharp weapons to Princess Jiyanah's confused face. She gulped at the sparkling edges and lengths of the swords under the shining midday sun upon the movements of the soldiers carrying them. Since there were a lot of people lining up to get themselves checked and their belongings before entering the gate, the two of them didn't catch the soldiers attention. They must be evacuating to Eastias because of the impending war. It was a lucky that Eastias still offered them a place to stay amid the chaos. "Ah, you're finally here. I think I need to go back now. I'm sorry if I forgot to tell you that I was just accompanying you to get home since you're injured. But it doesn't mean that I will be going with you inside

The mid-day sun shone brightly in the clear, blue sky, scorching hot as ever. White, small, fluffy clouds gathered atop the barren mountains ahead. Between the gap of the valley's bare surface, the whole world seemed to dance in a wave as the burning temperature gave off a fierce and fiery blast. Ferlah and Kalen's figure crawled underneath this unseen, cruel heat tracing the path in the middle of the surrounding mountains. Their mouth has run dry but their sweat unceasingly poke out of their skin's pores. It was only half an hour since they entered the place but it seemed forever already. They haven't even reached half of the length of the path through here and their legs began to give out. Injured and exhausted, it only made the journey even harder for them. But there's no time for them to take a rest. They have to keep moving forward. With no words spoken, it was like they're both invisible creatures amidst the barren land. Only their struggling breaths and footsteps could be he

Ado's strength left him. It was like the whole world just dropped on his shoulders. He was frozen on his feet he watched every Eastians slained in front of him. Their screams filled his head as though it was trying to destroy his hearing sense, coiling throughout every single nerve endings inside. Petrified and drowned with self-blame, Ado couldn't move a muscle a muscle anymore. He couldn't accept that within just a blink of an eye, his troop ended up like this. While he was in this state, he suddenly felt a strong force pushing him sideways. As a result, he painfully dropped on the barren ground, making the mixture of dust and sand spewed on impact, surrounding him. He also heard a loud thud beside him but he didn't care to look at it as the tingling pain drilled onto the bones of his ankle. Before he could recover from the fall, he was tossed again following a purple glowing light that was coming towards them. This time, felt a strong arm pinning him

Without warning, King Ambrose was already lifted into the air. A loud cackle left King Marcellus' mouth, enjoying the struggle of his miserable victim. "How was it, my friend?" he asked the struggling King Ambrose. His eyebrows raised in pure mockery as he tried to calm himself from what he's doing. "Let go of my daughter!" King Ambrose instead said selflessly as his feet kicked in the air. His nostrils flared every moment he gasped for a huge amount of air to fill his exhausting lungs. One of his hand was holding the whip around his neck, trying to escape from it or at least loosen it for a bit. His other hand that was holding the sword didn't stop swooshing in the air as he attempted to cut of the whip. Hearing his selfless words, King Marcellus' face quickly turned expressionless. His eyes blinked for a couple of times. A line appeared between his brows as though he was between in an utter surprise and confusion. Slowly, the co

Kalen and Ado found King Astius first. King Ambrose was nowhere to be seen so they had to separate ways. Ado presented to assist King Astius and so, Kalen had no choice but to find King Ambrose by himself. Both of them had agreed that Ado must head first to the said place according to Ferlah. Of course, it wasn't that easy for Ado to break through the criss-crossing weapons on his way. However, he managed to get through it despite of having minor wounds as some enemies recognized him and the king. King Astius was a huge person and Ado could barely took steps forward because of the heavy weight on his back. But after almost crawling away from the battlefield, a breath of relief escaped from his mouth. As he walked further, silence began to take over the defeaning noise that used to absorbed deep into the veins of ears. Until he could no longer see the battlefield, he finally gave up. With his knees fell first on the hard, parched ground, warm sweats fell off from his for