Burning Soul

The next morning Aeneas and his team woke up early and left the palace in hurry, they decided to discuss the plan in route as if they stayed longer the kids would get the gist of what was going on. Meanwhile, Dimitri had already informed Milot not to speak of the plan in front of Theo.

Early in the morning, the artistic golden sun had started painting the dark black sky into a bright blue sky. Fresh windy cool and crispy air started whistling like an invisible ghost. The huge trees containing green-brown countless leaves swung in the wind greeting the good morning. Despite the weather outside being so pleasant and charming; everyone travelling was anxious and very tense because they didn't know what was going to happen next with them. They were even not sure about the moves and the art of planning and movements in a battle of their enemies.

Aeneas vowed to Bring her back or not show his face to Theo ever! He was feeling guilty of not being able to protect anyone even though he was supposedly the most potent of them all.

His irritation was quite visible, but he was helpless in the current situation.

With Jura’s guidance, they headed to the eastern region of the Arnon’s dense forest. As Milot said there was some formidable force in play there, the question was how did they hide their presence under the noses of Dimitri and Duvrion!

They both had absolute authority over their territory and would sense even the tiniest disturbance. The things that were happening recently were totally strange and unexpected.

The town getting burnt to a crisp and then a frontal attack on the capital!

It was all too sudden and unforeseen, someone was behind this for sure but even if there was someone, how did they bring this many people to the heart of the territory?

There were too many questions but no answer and right now the big problem they were facing was, what should they expect from the enemy! Who was waiting for them at the edge and what was their scheme to kidnap Vivian and Yvaine.

“Jura, is there anything you know about what we are expecting?

You must have been here, right nya?” Aeneas asked her casually with an irritated expression that appeared right at the end of his talk,

“What do you think of me? I’m not a freeloader like you!

Of course, I don’t roam around goofing here and there. I have no idea as well, but if they had the strength to enter the capital, we should expect something big!” Her tone suddenly became serious.

With the help of Royal Chariot, they were cutting the distance in a jiffy. But with little to no information on the enemy, they were in completely unchartered waters.

To make matters worse, if they had to face Ersa again… It’d be a tough fight.

With Jura around they had little reason to worry but, Ersa still was a formidable enemy no one should underestimate.

“With what I know, there is no way just anyone would be able to enter the capital and leave just like that!

There may be uspers involved!” Duvrion who was thinking for a while spoke up,

“Uspers?” Nuae asked in a feared tone, “Yeah, those wizards who specialize in high magic.

They are a real headache to deal with.” Aeneas recalled from his memories, “Even in my prime days, I’d prefer keeping a distance from one!

They have very low physical strength but getting close to them is a challenge! And with what happened there must be much more involved!” Aeneas concluded.

They all went silent for a brief moment before Dimitri spoke, “We are almost at the edge of the territory!”

Jura then added, “I guess you can sense it too!”

She pointed forward, “Yeah, someone is waiting for us, I think we should get down here before proceeding!” Nuae commented on being cautious.

“Here!

We are going head-on! Let them fear the wrath of a plane guardian!” Duvrion had other thoughts as his eyes shone and he was fired up. His excitement was burning on the surface.

‘Talk about being reckless!’ Nuae and Jura looked at him with a dolt look.

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“Why did they set me up here, I’m no match for that freaking Plane Guardian!” A shadow was shivering in the morning cold all alone.

He was just a mere soldier of the underworld and no match to even a guard in Arnor, he was told to look for intrusion from the Arnor.

He was already standing dead when he heard a loud explosion just a little short ahead of him.

“Come forth you worms! I shall purge you all!

You haven’t seen….” As Duvrion was hailing in a loud voice calling out the enemies he noticed the guy trying to avoid his gaze, ‘Ah! I’m dead!’. He was shivering with wet eyes.

“Umm, wait!

We were hyped for him?” Nuae asked Duvrion who was equally confused.

“Oye!

Who are you? And where are the ones who kidnapped the girls?” Duvrion recollected himself and lowered the Chariot to ask the guy.

“Ah, I’m dead anyway!” He said with a smile and wet eyes, it wasn’t odd of him to fear Duvrion.

“Is it me or is the part of the forest too calm to be true!” Jura looked alarmed, though her intuition was a bit late.

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A Big magic ray hit the place they were standing from above! A little too big to avoid, engulfing everything in the region. The guy was a mere distraction so the enemy could launch a surprise attack, which they succeeded.