Chapter 40: Turning Tides (1/2)
In the Darknar forest, some distance away from the rocky plains close to the outskirts of the Forest. A slim figure moved atop the trees with swift and fluid motions before coming to a stop. It then stood atop a large tree branch as it watched the group of ogres, beastmen, Kobolds and trolls under the command of a few demons get on eleven large carriages that headed North in the direction of the demon king's castle.
The figure wore a simple black robe made of silk with black pants and golden colored boots, he had long silver hair that went down to his back and Scarlet eyes. His extremely handsome features was only complemented by his pale white skin tone.
He had a wide smile on his face as he muttered to himself in clear delight. ”Interesting... I'm glad my whim to let those girls be has turned out to be even more interesting... Kukuku, I can't believe i didn't notice it in time to see the fight, but that aura, I wonder... which one of them did it belong to...”
His eyes crossed the distance of several miles and alternated between the grey haired aged demon and simple looking young man. He settled on the aged old man and chuckled. ”Well, I guess it doesn't matter... I've finally found something truly worth my time.”
”Lord Ferlis!”
”Awk!!!”
Ferlis almost jump out of his skin when a person suddenly appeared next to him and called his name in a scary tone.
”Oh, Silver, ha...ha, what are you doing all the way out here.”
”Surely you jest, lord Ferlis, we came here to retrieve you.”
The one who spoke was a female clad in black skin tight armor, she had silver hair that only went down to her neck and a pair of red pupils that hid a certain level of anger within them. Her skin was as pale as Ferlis and she entrancing figure to go with her pretty face.
”Hehe... how did you find me so soon.”
”You've been missing for over a year already.”
”Yeah? wow, time sure moves fast doesn't it...”
The female known as Silver glared at her seemingly lackadaisical lord Ferlis and spoke. ”Your presence is urgently required back home.”
”Really! I can't leave now... I just found something a lot more interesting.”
”If you're talking about those demi-humans I can send someone to monitor them for you.”
Ferlis was speechless at her quick response, he then sighed inwardly as a faint smile bloomed on his face.
”Don't bother, wouldn't want anyone to temper with my toys or scare them off, besides you would just be wasting the lives of you men if you do that. Ferlis then turned and disappeared into the woods. The silver haired girl turned her gaze to look at the distant carriage that sped off towards the red river and thought. 'Interesting toys huh? why not just catch them now?'
She then proceeded to follow in the direction that Ferlis had sped off to.
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In the Darknar forest western region, underneath a steep hill surrounded by dense vegetation was a cave whose entrance had been expanded by unnatural means and was guarded by two hulking creatures geared in bone armors mixed with a type of metal, they exuded a dense smoke like aura that repelled any living being from approaching them.
Inside the cave laid a massive underground mine that had been expanded to form a large labyrinth that lead to several secret locations in the western parts of the forest. There were several Gray-War trolls working the grade 1 Runite mine in this place but deep inside of the tunnels, was a well constructed passage way that lead to a large black double door.
Two Gray-War trolls were walking down this unlit hallway like it was illuminated by something. They were formally cave trolls so they could see quite well in the dark, although they still prefer using touches. The trolls walked proudly to the double doors that was one or two feet taller than them.
They lost their previous pride and nervously opened the doors. The room ahead came before their eyes. Unlike the hallway leading here this place was illuminated by touches that burnt with blue flames. The room was oval in shape and was almost masterfully crafted with various runes or glyphs on the walls.
There was a large stone throne at the end of the room that didn't share the same craftsmanship as the rest of the room but stood elevated behind a few flights of stairs. Standing by the side of the stone throne was two Doom Knights clad in blood red armor and wielding a massive red shield and a long sword. Their deathly gaze sent shivers down the trolls spines.
An undead creature sat atop the stone throne, it wore a slightly tattered luxurious robe with purple threads that designed it's edges, holding a wooden staff with small red crystals embedded in it and a large one attached to it's end. It wore a bone crown with the same red crystals adorning the tips of the spiked parts of the bone crown.
It had rotten skin attached to the white bones beneath it's robe. It's face was a mixture of the rotten flesh and a skull, however, beneath its rotting exterior lies a pair of evil eyes brimming with intelligence. The lights in it's eyes flickered like dancing flames before settling on the two trolls that had just entered the room.
Immediately the trolls dropped to their knees and one of them spoke with trembling voice.
”Y-you requested us, my Lord.”
”Yes.... He died”