《Warrior of Fang》Chapter 140
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Before us stood the leader Reira of Amaris, a tribe of all female Tigris. Shortly after she’d shown herself more females came out from hiding; each one dressed similarly to Reira and their eyes like daggers, obviously they distrusted outsiders within the walls of their village.
“Calm yourself, they are simply my escort to the city.” She came striding over, quickly calming their worries. “A member of the Fang clan, quite rare, shame your heart is already taken, you would have made an ideal mate for some of my girls.” I was surprised how could she tell? Before I could say anything, she’d moved onto my unit. “Fine warriors, but none who would make suitable mates. Hmm, it would seem two of you have already captured each other’s hearts.” I glanced at Lin and Kiba. We had only just met her, but she could already read us like a book.
“Tribal leader we are on a mission to escort you, but first we would like a short rest,” I spoke, sensing my unit becoming tense, the eyes of the female Tigris never leaving us. I wanted to get straight to the point, there was no point beating around the bush, she wasn’t.
“Very well.” She nodded, smiling. Had she been messing with us? “Your warriors may rest while we talk. “She walked past and indicated for me to follow. “Look after our guests.” With those words the females relaxed and approached them with fresh meat and water.” I was a little reluctant to leave them. “Don’t worry, they’ll be well looked after.”
Reira took me back the way I had come, back towards the fog. I stared up at it, seeing the energies circling within it, a very powerful talisman created this.
“Why’d you bring me here?” I asked.
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“It is where you wish to go,” she responded.
“How did you know?” I questioned.
“You see Fang, we share an existence with this fog, when we need it, it covers my little village, and we supply them with whatever they wish.”
“They?”
Larana appeared. “The ones who keep this fog as protection.”
“She has been expecting a Fang for quite some time, she told me to send one in, insisting they enter immediately.” She brought her hand up, gripping hold of my chin. “I do not see why she thinks you can save this world; a good mate is all you’ll make.” The fog shifted and she stepped back. “She grows impatient, go.”
“Straight to the point,” I smirked. “Hunter will definitely like you.” I teased, she seemed surprised by my response.
“Don’t get lost, not many return from within the fog, such little creatures can be even more ferocious than us.” She warned. “But with the wind fairy’s protection you should be fine.” Reira turned to leave. “If you do not return, I shell integrate the males in your group to my tribe, perhaps we can learn something from them.” She glanced back smiling. “Remember we’ll take good care of them.” And she left.
I was suddenly nervous about what might happen to them if I did not return, so I needed to make this trip a quick one, plus they were not the only ones I needed to worry about, Tigra would worry if I did not return, I would prefer to avoid making her angry again.
“Master.” Larana hovered by the fog. “We must hurry if we are to return in time.”
“Lead the way Larana.” I signalled her forward. She nodded and flew forward. “I will return, so don’t do anything to my unit.” I then followed Larana into the fog.
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I felt the temperature dropped drastically, my fur standing on end to keep me warm, the fog was so much thicker once you were standing within it. I could barely see in front of me, the forest becoming denser than it was outside. How could this place continue to grow with such little sunlight?
Larana flew just in front of me. I could sense her power encircling around me, the wind at its purest. I lifted my hand to see my body faintly glowing, this had never happened before, was it to do with her protecting me from the fog?
“Caused during high sync rate,” explained Raziel. “Keep focused on Larana’s power. We do not want to get lost.”
“Right.” I allowed Larana to release more of her power, her calming wind surrounding me even more.
“This fog has become even more powerful than when I last saw this place,” spoke Larana. “Hang on master.”
“Larana!” I reached my hand towards her as the fog became so thick that all I could see of her was a speck of light, her power guiding me through. “Larana, I can hardly see you.”
“Master.”
The fog thickened so much, until I could no longer see anything, then there was complete darkness.
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