61 A Vow to ones self (2/2)

Angela shakes her head, ”Something minor is best; let 's not make a mistake.”

”Right!” Laurel agrees with a nod.

As all three girls focus on what to promise a chant pops into their heads as if it'd always been there. They all look at each other with wordless surprise. When they see that each of them had the same reaction, they didn't know what to do.

”What was that,” Laurel whispers fearfully.

Angela crosses her arms as if to hug her self. ”A chant invoking a god… That's a bit.”

Even Thalia felt apprehension now as she intertwined her fingers nervously. ”Isn't that what we wanted though? It was hinted at by a god after all,” she rationalizes.

As they shake in fear, Laurel remembers something the officer said. ”A promise is like a contract with no binding features,” she repeats.

”What does that mean?” Angela asks.

Laurel just shakes her head. Thalia, on the other hand, laughs. ”Doesn't that mean it's safe? We can throw it away whenever,” Thalia concludes.

”We're invoking a god, a G, O, D,” Angela reminds.

Laurel sucks in a deep breath for courage, ”Let's do it. He didn't seem to have any ill intent,” she says.

The girls look into each other's eyes and nod. With their resolve sit, they begin to chant, ”We are of one soul. Though time and dimensions may be between us, we are of one will. We promise by the goddess of chains and bindings that in the darkest of moments we will stand together.” As they chant the rattling of chains surround them.

”When we ascend, we will ascend as one. Let the tumultuous time be subdued, and the myriad dimensions bound together. As the three dancers of this one soul, we are as one from this day forth! So promises, Laurel, Angela, Thalia.”

Upon completion, golden chains appear from the center of their chest, locking them together. It felt as if their souls had been shaken to their cores. Everyone coughs up blood and turns a pale white. Laurel stumbles dangerously almost falling into the ocean. As she falls the chains pull taught saving her, however, it makes everyone feel uneasy as the chain tugs their souls. Angela and Thalia quickly grab Laurel and hold her tightly as they all try to stabilize themselves.

A goddess covered in chains arms and legs bound by every type of binding smiles down at them. ”I guess I'll have to thank Raul,” she muses with a kind smile. Though the three didn't know they were visited by a goddess this night, her boon would forever tie them together.

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At the Harlyn palace things were in chaos. The most powerful of the clan had gathered to discuss the future. Enyo stood in front of them in the grand hall, surrounded by her peers. She looks at them with fiery eyes.

”It's time we reclaim our past honor! We are no longer held back by the older generation. It is our time. Are we in agreement?” Enyo shouts.

”The Generals agree onward to victory!” The women clad in majestic golden armor respond.

”The truth-seekers are prepared,” A woman dawning a green cloak that covered up all her feature confirms.

”The romantics are of one mind as well,” the women dressed in revealing clothing giggle.

”Everything has long been prepared. The logistics division is ready,” a woman smudged with soot saluted.

”Since we are all women of Harlyn we won't back down. Let them once again shake in fear!” Enyo yells. She then looks to the generals, ”Lock down space and prepare to unleash your strength,” she commands.

”Yes,” the generals say while slapping their chest.

Next Enyo looks to the truth-seekers, ”Let them be chained by the truth unable to wiggle free.”

”As it was in the time of Evelyn and Raul, it shall be again. Everyone will know the truth and not be able to mislead anyone,” the woman cloaked in green confirms.

Enyo now looked at the romantics and ordered, ”Pull them into the murky swamp of lust and power.”

”Of course dear,” a woman from the romantic faction says seductively. She walks forward and wraps her arm around Enyo with a sly smile. She then leans in and whispers in Enyo's ear, ”What of the agreement?”

Enyo stands firm only looking at the woman with a sidelong glance. ”Don't worry no one will have to lead their love to death,” Enyo states. She then pulls the woman in front of her and says in a low voice, ”But it's their own fault if they get in our way. Those who contribute more get the credit.”

”I'll make sure they all understand,” the woman says with fluttering eyes.

Enyo walks over to the logistic leader and pats her shoulder. ”It's time to reforge the war horns,” She informs.

The logistic leader eyes open wide in surprise. ”The expenditure has been approved?” she asks in excitement while grabbing Enyo's arm.

”That's right,” Enyo nods. She then turns and addresses everyone, ”Now let us go inform the troops.”

She then pushes open the large doors to the outside. The leader's of the clan follow her in a unique procession into the sun. The strength of these women could bring down clans by themselves. They strutted onto the landing overlooking the lands miles above the woman made construction could rival mountains. Now as they looked out into the distance the sky and ground were covered with golden armored women all waiting quietly.

”Those old clans cower in fear flinching at the slightest noise. Our mother's while strong cared too much for petty gains. Let the new age begin!” Enyo bellows sending her voice thundering across the whole planet. The sun reflected on Enyo's fluttering golden locks, and her scarlet eyes demanded fresh blood. She could only be called a goddess of war.

”OOOHHHHH,” the planet erupted with the endless cheers of Harlyn's warriors shaking it to its foundation.