136 Battle of the Wild Mountains : Part 4 (2/2)
”Malakov, do it now!”
”It will be my pleasure, Empress!” A black tentacle left the chest of the little girl and entered the body of the lich, violently shaking the undead from its inside. If the duvodiad and the succubus were mildly affected by what was happening, Davion couldn't help but fell to a nearby chair. Even as he and Kardel ranted about getting more undead, Malakov had always conserved a huge amount of mana in reserve. Now, they knew why.
It was not visible from where they stood, but from the humans outside, the beam of light they were seeing began to dim, reflected away from its initial target. At the same time, another beam appeared in the sky, only to not even being able to touch the ground before dispersing itself. This sudden disruption shocked everyone even more than the fact the crazy idea of Lord Darkwater worked. Because they realized their enemy could counter the very power of the Gods they venerated.
Sensing the light slowly leaving his body, Idhrenil Gwendhir was left with a feeling of weakness. Putting his hand on his chest, he took a step forward, before throwing up blood. His condition was extremely severe, as many priests and magicians immediately rushed toward him. Seeing the familiar bear man falling like that, Amdir rushed to see his condition. With this, many left the tent and looked at the sky, trying to know where the light was going.
In Ronta that was not that far away, a little mouse was patiently waiting above the door with a bucket full of water. The impressible tower she was using to be that high was shaking like crazy, but still did not fell. Hearing the footsteps of someone, she dropped what she was holding the moment she noticed something red.
SPLOOSH
”KABOOOOM!” The shout of victory of the little girl did not match the dejected face of the young magician. His red hair, his robe, everything was wet. In the last week, he couldn't help but find that it was often him that was targeted by that little imp. As for what she was playing, all he could get was that the name was ”SPLOOSH KABOOM!” It was extremely obvious why it was named like that, unfortunately, he was the one on the receiving end.
”STOP RIGHT HERE! I WANT TO PLAY TOO!” Casting in his hand a small waterball, he found out that the little girl that should have been right behind the door had already disappeared. Not even a trail was visible, leaving him hanging like that, still drenched. ”Got caught again?” A cute girl approached from behind, making him smile.
But while he was doing so, he noticed that not even the corners of her mouth were lifted. Even after all those weeks, Istuienn was no longer smiling like she used to. If before, she would have found out that Ronald was tricked like that, she would have been on the floor, laughing so hard that her stomach would have hurt. But now, even her voice hardly expressed any emotion.
”Yes, she truly is the granddaughter of Lord Darkwater. Catching by surprise her enemy, leaving no choice but to be helpless.” As he was speaking like that, she could see how high was the esteem of the population for the old general. The man that protected Massalia for so many years, the most cunning man alive for some. After all, Massalia was a kingdom surrounded by enemies, making the military play a huge role in the daily lives of the citizens.
Those sentiments were widely promoted, with often a son or even a daughter of a family enlisting themselves. Without the support of Genablum, it wouldn't have been possible, but it was nonetheless the current reality. Thinking about those grave things, she did not react in time when a beam of light fell on her. Fearing the worst, Ronald quickly pushed her away, to protect her.
She could see the young man tortured under the light, his nose beginning to bleed. ”RONALD!” Screaming as much as she could, the rest of those living in the big manor ran at full speed. Only to see the crying Istuienn a few meters away from the red-haired boy, that was visibly in pain. However, to their surprise, the fear disappeared from his face, letting place to joy. And when the light finally faded, he managed to stay on his two feet without falling.
Looking at his two hands, he closed and opened them a few times, before turning his sight toward the bystanders. They were still shocked by what they were seeing and having a hard time understanding what happened before their eyes. ”I feel ... great.” Trying to take a step forward, he found out nothing unusual. ”I feel really great.” Still repeating the same sentence, he began to hear a voice in his head.
”Eh... Hello? You hear me?”