Burning Soul

“What?

How come I can’t use any magic!

I feel suppressed!” Catherine tried casting a low spell but failed.

“Looks like more people are taking interest in our territory now.

Herald had left this evening, Duvrion is locked and with Aeneas being busy… Ah, I’m the only one who’ll face making it easier to take me out.

Such a well elaborate plan.

And as for magic, why not hear the thoughts of our guests!” he looked in the distance where there was only smoke and some weird shadows.

“Would have been easy if you had handed the girl earlier, now!

Where is my sister?” Arlo had appeared and behind him stood a platoon of paladin knights from the North Wind Church along with a suspiciously string looking being!

“I wouldn’t have thought they’d conspire with the likes of you!

Though, I won’t be the one you are to face!” Dimitri stood firm,

“Oye old man, I already placed an antimagic barrier up that I got from my father, and you know that is your greatest weakness, wizard!” Arlo had a smug face.

“Didn’t I tell you,

Ah, he’s here!”

With a loud sound, someone landed right before Arlo.

“Took long enough Duvrion, I see you are lacking as usual”

“Ah, Glad they put me with Lumiere”

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A while ago in another cell, Duvrion noticed chaos unfolding in the vicinity of Arnor’s capital. Rather close to them,

The cell in which Duvrion and Lumiere were kept were not so substandard or unpleasant as Aeneas and the rest would have. The walls of cells were tall, cold and we're whitewashed with grey colour. The cell room contained a broken bucket and two to four dusty, dirty black coloured blankets. Especially a good thing about this cell was that there was no foul smell inside. They were able to see the sun shining outside their cell through a small window having a grill but no warmth was being given in. The only warmth they would get to keep themselves warm was from their 2cm sheet blankets.

"What should we do, we are locked in these Heaven’s Shackles! We can’t just break out of it!”

The cells they were put into were one of the trial versions of the cells where Aeneas and others were put in. They were designed for the Avatars or heavenly bodies who dared to anger or attack mortals, legend says even Demons had been kept here long ago.

“You are right, we can’t just sit and wait until everything is over!” Lumiere agreed upon the fact that they must break out but how was the problem?

He wondered about the cell with his deep brown eyes and inspected everything very carefully and with total attention.

As he stared at the door of the cell, something suddenly came to his mind which made his spirits soared.

“There is a way, a bit tricky!” Lumiere while recollecting some past events in their head related to this cell, looked at Duvrion and smiled in a tricky way. His expressions were bubbled and his cheeks felt warm.

As these were trial versions there was a way left behind by its creator to escape in case anyone got locked. Though our mana is locked from being used, we can use the strength which is a blessing on Beastmen!

Concentrate all your force at the lower edge of the door, right where it is locked to the ground! That part of the cell is weaker than other places, but be sure to knock it in one go! And the corner only!”

Hearing this he got fired up, “I didn’t become a plane guardian for nothing now do I?”

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“Well, that is how I escaped! Oh and Lumiere is on the way too, he’s just slow!”

Seeing Duvrion healthy and good Dimitri was happy but he didn’t show so.

“Now, if your heartfelt reunion is over, shall we begin?

Last time you threw me out but look whom I met! Thanks to you.

Oh, and I made sure you can’t do it this time!” Arlo was picking on the strongest there, he might have looked like a fool, but he was no fool.

Duvrion was underhanded, he couldn’t use magic in the antimagic barrier and was in a situation where he was surrounded by the chaos that he had to handle alone.

That being said, he was a plane guardian. He was one of the strongest people in the entire mortal realm, Even though most of the skills and buffs are mana based, he had the strength that rivalled even the new gods!

The fact that his mana abilities were suppressed didn’t bother much.

“Been long since I’ve been handicapped like this!

What do you take me for! ” Duvrion hosted a smile on his face.

Before he could begin he noticed something, a young woman appeared out of thin air beside Arlo and whispered something in his ears. After speaking she disappeared right away.

As for what they talked about, no one could hear it clearly.

“What, you got called back, kid!” Duvrion tried provoking him to spill the beans,

“Nothing you should be concerned about, just keep your eyes on me will you!”

Another fight of the strongest began, one where the godly bodies were sparring and one where strength was fighting neck to neck.

Under the barrier, Even Arlo’s abilities were bound to be suppressed, but he had a trick up his sleeves.

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