《Caligo Tenebris》Chapter 37 - Me, myself and my toys
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Chapter 37
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Me, myself and my toys
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I kept the castle safe, all the traitors have been taken care of. The king is panicking, the Starium army has come and swelled the religious faction ranks up. There's soldiers, all sort of monsters i've never seen before (Some look like bat-harpies) and massive siege towers and weapons.
It's an ocean of them all gathered outside the city walls. I can understand his worries since the city army count 25,000 against 300 000 outside. Starium kingdom army arrival had ruined all hope for reinforcement. Everyday was filled with fear that they would launch the first attack.
{Cellphone! They need to hurry now... We are running out of time fast...} (Michael)
{One more day still... Thorodan is going ZoooOoooo-per fast!!! You told him to delay 2 days before leaving... Bhuuuu*} (Cellphone)
{Rhaaa it's not easy to estimate the arrival time of an army perfectly.... To many factors and variables...} (Michael)
'Well if everybody die at least i'll protect Krea...' (Michael)
That night, the invading army launched the attack. Mages were trowing fire attacks, enormous orcs started bashing against the walls, flying demon looking creature were flying above head trowing boiling oil then lighting it on fire.
The massive siege towers were slowly making their way forward when a wall got breached. Waves after waves soldiers and monsters starting pouring in through the hole. The castle towers were on fire and crumbling in places. The onslaught lasted until the break of dawn.
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The entire city was emitting black smoke, peoples were yelling and crying everywhere. Women were raped, men and boys slaughtered. But the young girls were the ones with the worst faith. They were to be brought back to their kingdom as 'prize'. Who know after that what will happen of them.
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The soldiers retreated inside the inner walls, last line of defense before they swarm inside the castle. It seem i failed...Then as if my prayer had been answered:
{Dring! Dring!} (Cellphone)
{Yesyes?} (Michael)
{They will be there in 15 minutes! WEEEEeee!} (Cellphone)
As soon as i heard this i moved as fast as possible, getting out of Krea and rush toward the mountain we will meet at. As soon as i got there i was met with the so nostalgic sight of Thorodan, Ester, Shade holding my halfling body on his shoulder and... Mae?
She's glaring at me giving a frown... Then start fast walking toward me while stomping her feet.
“Heyyy! Little pup ! How have you.. PUNCH!*” (Michael)
“OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAA” (Mae)
Well poor Mae... My body contain so much condensed mana that i am harder than steel... She obviously broke many bones in her hands. She's contorting in pain while holding her wrist. Sighh... So i enveloped her hand with my mana and used 'Cellular Reversal' immediately healing everything. Of course it hurt like a bitch since bones need to be realigned.
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She's still glaring at me... Then suddenly Ester Jumped in my arms.
“MASTERRRRRRRRRRRRR WAAAANNNNNNNnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!” (Ester)
“I missed you too Ester. Pat* pat* pat*” (Michael)
{It is a pleasure to see you fine and well my Lord Nyaaa} (Shade)
{How's the little family going?} (Michael)
{As you asked, i impregnate her as soon as she give birth. So she's expecting more soon. With that said, i would say the family is doing perfectly well.} (Shade)
Guhuhuhuhu*
With Mae giving me a complicated expression i start re-entering my body. It should take a few minutes so i decide to ask about our son.
“So! How's little heu... Kraken doing?” (Michael)
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“It's Karsten!!!!” (Ester) She said with a displeased expression.
“Haa! Yes! .. kar. Kra..k.. That!... How's he?” (Michael)
“He's... hum...” (Ester) She was fidgeting while looking down at the ground.
“[...] What!!????.... Something happened?” (Michael)
“Ho no! He's.. Doing really well....” (Ester) She was still avoiding eye contact.
“...... I'm loosing patience....” (Michael) To that Mae broke the silence.
“He's the new King.....” (Mae)
“Uwhat?????? A small dark elf, who's not even 5 years old, is the motherfucking King??????” (Michael)
“He..he's older than that...now anyway...” (Ester) At this, i was so confused that i missed her mumbling:
“He's not a dark elf either....grmgmrm*” (Ester)
“Isn't there an emergency somewhere? Let's not waste time talking let's gooo!!” (Ester) She said while pointing her right arm forward and slowly walking away.
'Very weird... It's bugging me now... But i must hurry.' (Michael)
I finalizes re-entering my gorgeous body and jump on Thorodan's back. Everybody else followed my lead then it hit me.
“Eh.... Didn't i asked you to bring 250 Dragon riders?” (Michael)
{Rharharhahra Yes master!} (Thorodan)
He then jumped high in the air flapping his wings giving us altitude. Then at the same time i took a look around and could see hundreds of dragons doing the same all around from the forest and the mountain. Each of these beautiful dragons had a fierce looking 'Dark warrior' on top of them.
“Guhuhuhu what a splendid sight... Let's hurry, that way!” (Michael) I said pointing toward the huge column of smoke that could be seen from miles around.
Then as a flock of migratory birds we quickly made our way down to the castle. I had them placed in 'V' formation large enough to cover the entire battlefield. Then made a low pass with all the dragons blowing fire-breaths on the way.
The battle field was now a burning inferno. The enemy mages quickly started casting water spells aimed at controlling the fire. Thorodan made another pass and i jumped from his back down in the middle of the battlefield matrix style, creating a big crater where i landed.
I generated i massive mana pulse blowing away everything around me 30 feet back. I then enveloped my body in condensed mana, materialize my gauntlets and cloak. After that i created a scythe out of highly condensed black mana giving it a sinister aura. The scythe is emitting a black mist that act like black dried ice smoke. I looked around with my piercing, glowing red eyes.
At this point the battlefield was in panic, excepted in the area where i had just jumped to. There, the soldiers were staring with agape mouths, completely frozen in place. Some of them had visibly pissed their pants, other were already prostrating in reverence.
In a quick Shockwave like burst of mana i covered a zone of 300 square feet in dense mana barely lighter than air. Then soldiers started to have difficulty breathing, it is then that i used my new favorite affinity.
“LIGHTNING!” (Michael)
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Here's the map of the world. Well at least what is known so far, notice the fog of war... The full map is a lottt bigger.
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http://s1.postimg.org/6oufj8tjx/MAP4.png
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