3 Leilade Octavius (1/2)
Akama had no doubts that if that event happened, Candaith will be in a world of trouble. The Demonic Army was already not friendly, but that move from the spatial mage was totally disrespecting his superior. She was the one that was now hailed as the Empress of the Underworld, not him, and that's why he was so adamant at making her life miserable. On the other hand, he scrupulously followed the rules and never let her get to close of him. After thinking about how much she will torture her target, Akama saw on his arm his bracelet shine. It was no ordinary thing, but a piece of technology that allowed easy communication in a short distance, barely less than a solar system. Everyone in charge of something had one of them, whether they were a demon, a human, an elf or whatever. As for the important individuals, they had either an upgraded version or something special, fitting their condition.After reading its content, the commandant of the Death Corps stored the Orb in his bag and spoke.
”The engineers Queek and Rasneek are asking the help of master Agnil. The plasma generator is overheating once again.”
Many races were conquered and were now working for the Demonic Empire. The first two names were part of the ratmen while the latter part of the dwarfs. Unfortunately, master Agnil died a month ago in the explosion of a frigate. Nonetheless, the Death Corps managed to retrieve his soul and allowed his survival. Not even death could free them from the clutches of the demons.
Soon, a small blue light left the shadows and began to spin. As it kept doing that, the light began to dim and the original small ball of light turned into a humanoid form. Barely five seconds later, a small human could be seen in the middle of the room. With a height of 1,20 meter, a huge beard, and a strong body, master Agnil was awakened. He turned his sight toward the shadows, bowed and looked at Akama. Of course, he was not naked, he was still wearing the clothes that he had when he died. An armor of a metal similar to the one that the red demon was wearing, but covering him entirely. It even had an armor specifically for his beard.
”You can go now.”
The young voice resonated in the room, and the two guests quickly left after that, closing the door behind them. Both will be very busy in the incoming day. Silence reigned supreme once again, but the small silhouette still had this uneasy feeling that something bad will happen. Worse than this move done by Candaith. He was the mage manipulating time and space, so if even him wasn't able to detect anything she shouldn't be able to. Maybe if she ate something, that feeling will disappear.
She opened her bag and entered inside. Unlike some of the inferior spatial bags, hers was bigger than the room she was in the real world. A lot of things were stocked inside, things that shouldn't be available to anyone without an explicit order. And who will dare to steal something from her?
She began to roam toward a precise location. All around her were locked chests, sets of armors and her personal collection of robes. Near that and behind the crates containing numerous weapons, she found her stash of food. Preserved in vials, the souls of many races was awaiting her. To sustain her body, she needed to eat the lifeforce of many creatures. Of course, everyone had a preference. Akama loved the elven flesh while the red demon only ate humans. As for her, only souls were sufficient to appease her hunger. She began to rummage through her stash and finally found what she was looking for, the soul of a nymph. It was the most peaceful one, maybe that will reduce her feeling.
She opened the bottle and the shadows surrounding her immediately entered the vial without even letting the numerous souls inside make a move. Soon, her hunger was gone and even the feeling was reduced, but not completely dispelled. Eating again will be wasteful and she disliked that, and now it was possible for her to just ignore it. She left her bag and looked at the window again. She was fairly certain that right now she could see Arsene where this damn bastard was located. Her troops were ready and will conquer her targets but she hoped that he will fail to do so.She didn't survive all this time just to be made a fool by some weakling barely 400 years old.
She was born as the daughter of some peasants on a planet that was now destroyed. If everything would have been normal, she would have died young anyway, but maybe after marrying the local apprentice blacksmith and having a child or two. She had no regrets about not knowing what happiness was. She had lost those sentiments a long time ago. When she was still a young child. The only memory of her old self was that blurry image in a pond. She remembered her brown eyes and her short blond hair.
Even now, she still wasn't sure when exactly that event happened. When she was four or when she was five? Anyway, on that planet, magic existed and where magic existed, bad people with magic too. She was kidnapped, along with many other young girls and boys, most of them were the children of peasants. Only one was the son of a noble. At their arrival, they were labeled as a number.Hers was 32.