《The Prophecy Of The Four Kings》Chapter 66
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Aluric readied his stance, preparing for the oncoming attack, that he was sure to come, as Amon limped off to the side making his way to yumi, who was still sitting down barely conscious and holding the wound on her stomach from Aluric’s previous attack,
“yumi, yumi, are you still with me ?”, Amon said, dropping on to his knees in front of her,
“yeah….yeah, I’m still here, the armor absorbed most of the impact…..though…it..isn’t worth shit now”, yumi said, straightening up in the position she was sitting in, pushing out her hand with her bloodied fist balled up, towards Amon,
Amon pushes his own fist against hers, putting her arms around his body helping her back to her feet, as she looks on at Aluric, who had now begun fighting with the four boys,
“you ready for what comes next ?”, Amon asked,
“yup, lets go have ourselves a nice long conversation with the prince and the king, shall we”, she said, a feint smile coming across her beaten an bloodied face,
Amon looked back at her feigning a smile of his own,
“well I believe they’ve got this so lets go”, Amon said,
As they both turned away from the fight in front of them, to make their way towards the royal palace,
Aluric turned his head slightly, within the corner of his eye he could see Amon and yumi walking away from him, he to began to lean towards their direction, A vision of their younger selves stood in place of the reality in front of him, as a smiling red haired figure, shorter and younger than himself ran past him, a very familiar and long forgotten figure,
A streak of lightning flew past his face striking the ground directly behind him, pulling his attention back into the fight he was currently involved in, looking into the air where barak was attacking him from, crouching down he tensed the muscles within his legs as much as he could, releasing them suddenly, propelling him in the air towards barak at a blinding speed, appearing in barak’s face suddenly, grabbing unto him and punching barak in the face as the two began falling to the ground,
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“Rak we told you not to let him touch you”, Aster shouted,
“don’t worry Aster I’ve got him”, Levant said, propelling himself with his flames towards barak and Aluric,
Landing a kick to Aluric’s side knocking him off of barak, “you’ve got me to deal with now”, Levant shouted, using his flames to rocket Aluric into the closest building, as he and barak landed back onto the ground,
“this is going to be a lot harder than we expected”, Levant said, looking over to the other three boys,
“tell me about it”, Polaris said,
Aluric pushed the slab of wall off of him, slowly standing up, he looked down at the boys who were standing on the ground below him, he rips off the remainder of his trench coat, revealing the golden tiger stripped armor beneath it, he smiles to himself,
As the loud booming sound of thunder rang out, Aluric suddenly appeared in front of Barak, his hand reeled back, then jetting forward, hitting barak directly in his face, using his momentum he propelled himself behind the boys, sending a streak of lightning rocketing towards Polaris striking him in his back, dropping Polaris to his knees,
Aster turning his body in Aluric’s direction, dropped down placing his hands on the ground, as a dome of earth appeared around the boys, As aluric landed, he stood upright,
The loud boom of thunder rang out again, as Aluric appeared over the dome of earth this time, spinning in the air, he rocketed down towards the dome, as a deafening sound filled the air as he made his impact, shattering the dome into pieces, filling the air with dust
As the dust settled, aluric soon realized that none of the boys were withing the dome,
“it’s a neat trick isn’t it”, Barak shouted out,
Aluric jolted around to see all four of the boys standing behind
“are petty tricks like these what you all used to defeat my pillars, cause if so I’m disappointed”, Aluric said,
“this is where the real fight starts now Aluric”, Barak said,
“Lets go boys”, Barak shouted,
Within The Royal Palace
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The king pasted up and down his bed chambers in a frantic manner, frightened by each explosion he could here coming from the battlefield,
‘I should’ve never listened to that damned son of mine and the brat from the guild’, he thought to himself,
‘ now look at where I am, me a once mighty king must hide from his subjects, that are currently on their way to take my head’, he continued,
“father all of this pacing up and down won’t help, everything will be fine, I’m sure Aluric has this handled”, Prince Ea said,
“FINE….FINE… everything has gone to shit, didn’t you hear the last report from the guards, the pillars have been defeated, the pillars damn it”, the king shouted at his son,
“yes that is true, but”, the prince was saying,
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK……..
“yes enter”, Ea answered,
“yes my liege”, the guard said, opening the door and bowing immediately,
“WHAT IS IT NOW ?”, the king screamed,
“SIR, the spies have reported that two of the rebel army leaders are on their way towards the palace as we speak”, the guard said,
“ SEE WHAT I MEAN”, the king shouted,
“THAT MEANS ALURIC HAS BEEN DEFEATED”, the king cried out,
“actually, no sir, the guild master is currently locked in combat with the ones who defeated the pillars”, the guard said,
“LIKE THAT IS ANY BETTER, it’s a four on one, he isn’t going to last long, so that means that there are now six people who have entered the city looking to take my head off of my shoulders”, The king said,
The prince slowly rises from his chair making his way over to the guard by the door,
“guard how many more guards are on this floor ?” the prince asked,
“it’s just me relaying the messages sir, all of the other guards including the royal guards are stationed on the bottom floor of the palace”, the guard answered,
“Good”, the prince said, as a wicked smile peeled its way across his face,
Ea walks up to the guard, placing his hand on the large door behind him, with a slight creak, the door closes, Ea draws his sword from its sheath, as a red mist began pouring out of it,
“take a rest, you’ve been working hard today”, Ea said,
Soon after a soft sound of a muffled voice grasping filled the room, as the sound of a viscous liquid being spilled hit the floor, Ea began pulling his sword from the soldier’s body, as the blood that soaked on the sword slowly began disappearing within it,
“what are you doing Ea ?”, The king asked, stumbling back to the wall at the sight of his son with blood dripping from his hands, As Ea slowly walks towards him,
The king’s hands tremble, as fear, fear of his own kin, slowly began to take over his body, Ea raised his sword, striking towards the king, futily the king attempted to defend himself by drawing his own sword to block the attack, but as if his sword were glass, the sound of metal being shattered thundered throughout the room, as the pieces of the kings blade fell and scattered all about the floor,
“I told you that one day this would happen”, Ea said, as his sword pressed against his fathers chest, as it slowly pierced the flesh, he looked into his fathers face, the kings eyes widened, as they filled with tears, his arms holding onto his sons shoulders tightly, the sword pushing its way out of his back and into the stone wall, as the strength from the kings arms fade and his eyes go blank, Ea stood the with a smile on his face,
He heard a soft creak, looking around to see the large door softly click shut,
“oh well I guess she knows”, Ea said, removing his sword from his fathers corpse, and taking the crown off of his head and placing it on his own,
“now, I can finally get down to business”, Ea said,
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