《Suffocate My love》Chapter 27
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He was right
As he turned his head, his eyes landed on a figure back-flipping over the wall to the left of the gate, into the compund.
The figure was really acrobatic because as he flipped over the wall his motions were smooth transitions..His feet touched the ground so silently like he was tip-toeing as he landed seven feet from the wall with his back to the wall.He was dressed in combat as is all the other warriors.All wolves like to dress like that , the only catch is that Valian wears all black all the time..His Banbi, forearm wraparound and hair ribbon were all black.Even though the materials were different, the fact remains is that he was dressed indeed like he walks the night.The quiver that was attached to his rigid back had a crescent shaped object protruding out of it and a long thin silver metal that appeared to be feathered at the end.. Obviously the quiver has in-built holding material other wise the contents would fall out as the archer moved..
Syin looked at him and he felt slightly relieved but all his relief was replaced by an earth-shattering concern..He lowered his eyes immediately as his brain made him aware of a fact he had been avoiding yet it being of very high significance.
Just as he was swimming in his thoughts, another Lajian paper shot out of the orbit and headed towards the wall region and in front of Valian
This made Valian jump back a little out of the way beacuse it had scared him..He responded by placing his left hand inches from his chest and clenching his right at the side of his body .The goal was not to portray surprise but to summon his shuriken
As he stood there, a bark echoed to his left and behind him.
He turned his head instantaneously but not completely and his right hand responded by lowering a little and outstretching the fingers . As the fingers outstretched , a star emerged in between and another emerged in his left hand.The stars were black in colour and they seemed as if they are not real.The reason being that they were reflections of the original Shuriken...His weapon is that of infinite ammo .
This means that if he has a Shuriken, once he uses the original, he can keep making reflections of that one and the reflections would be just as lethal..
He jumped forward and as he was mid air, he turned his torso and he shot the stars at lightning speed at what his eyes identified to be a smokey figure.As one star left , another replaced it and he immediately sent it...A total of eight stars were shot out
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However the smoke disappeared and instead the stars hit the wall directly behind.
Valian landed on the floor with his back to the opposite wall he had landed and his position was complemented by another Lajian paper shooting yet once again towards him and as he dodged it, the paper hit the wall behind..
He turned his head completely to the left to look to observe the paper and his body almost followed in sync , but then a sharp spike passed a few inches from his face and striked at the wall. The wind from the spike made Valian move his head a little back and subconsciously for him to reach for the quiver pulling out the seventy centimeter crescent shaped entity
He reverted his gaze to where the spike was shoot from and before the optic nerve could relay what he is seeing to his brain, close to twenty spike were already aimed at him and moving at lightning speed
He backflipped out of the way and simultaneously the spikes kept striking inches from where he was .
The actions were so fast that with five seconds the wall was already dressed with fifteen spikes...
As Valian s back flipping transformed to running, he managed to turn his attention to the center and to the sky to look at his attacker and what he saw was pretty amazing
A black cloaked figure was floating in the aim and was the one shooting spikes at him.
Valian didn't waste time assessing his assailant and immediately he lifted the left hand that held the crescent shaped object to the air. simultaneously with his right hand he reached over his shoulder and into the SaDai.
He pulled out his silver thunder bolt and rested it to the moon shaped object
At the time he then joined the arrow to the crescent moon shaped object, a light blue thread appeared linking the ends of the crescent. As a result the crescent shape was transformed into a bow.
Valian immediately aimed his weapon to the figure that had already shot about nearly fifty arrows to Valian and missed each time.He pulled back the blue string and the bolt was air-bourne within the blink of an eye.
However the second the arrow was close to the smoky figure, the figure disappeared into the air so the arrow missed its target and striked a different trajectory.
As that happened, Valian decided to stop running but for that to happen he had to lower his body and slither on the ground like a snake ,eventually leaving him posing amazingly. His right hand was on the floor supporting him, the hand that had the bow was arched into the air and he was on one knee..
He was at the same location as is when he had first came into the compound..
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As he was like that, he heard a swooshing sound ahead, and instantly as he looked up , another Lajian paper launched at him and aimed directly for his face.He lowered his body significantly such that the paper missed and struck to the wall behind him.
The lowering made him slide forward to the center and when he got there he spinned skillfully by outstretching his leg and using it as an anvil. The spinning gave him enough momentum to elevate from the ground and as he did that his Banbi tassels hung in the air and ended up hugging his body as he managed to stop spinning.
At this point he was frustrated that these papers keep trying to him attacking.Are they crazy ,does he look like a notice- board?
Before he had time to respond to that question, yet another swishing sound eminated few meters behind him making him quickly assume the home position with his bow.
Instantly he turned around and he aimed for whatever was behind him.
But he saw was the blank space..His eyes scanned started to scan everywhere and he ended up looking towards the palace and that's when he located Syin laying on the ground like leaf..
He got concerned as to why prince-perfect of the alphas was laying motionless on the bare ground.
Syin was looking at him very tearful because his soul has been guilt-tripping his conscience..He did see Valian dodging and fighting but his attention was all in the voice in his head..His hair was on the floor and it was partly moist of the tears that had managed to escape his eyes.Of course he was in pain but that was only the tip of the ice-berg. There is a lot more as to why he is so vulnerable..His chest hurt from crushing onto objects but the greatest pain came from within his heart..He wants to see Ryle, he feels bad that Joln is somewhere crying because of the things he is hiding from him..And right now another situation is brewing and the contents are spilling out so much its getting hard to conceal it
Syin had opened his eyes to locate his friend but he got something even greater because their eyes met and it seemed as if Valian was just a little, little bit concerned.
Before the former friends could acknowledge one another, Syin spotted the smoky figure emerge behind Valian. Subconsciously he elevated his body to warn Valian however before he could urter a warning the smoky figure had already launched a tentacle at ultra speed
He opened his mouth to yell but the pain in him was to awful to bear and at that instant he could only look with mouth agape..
Valian saw Syin s motion and he immediately looked back but the tantacle was too close...
"Valian, moveee!!!", his head yelled words his mouth could not pronounce....
At that instant, a double -blade -ended sword swoshed five inches before Valian cutting the smoky tentacle into two..
After that the knife got buried half-deep into the opposite wall because it span too fast
All the characters looked at the source that threw the knife but the smokey figure disappeared
Joln pirouetted from standing on the wall and swiftly landed on the floor...
He was wearing combat uniform as Valian except that he wears dark brown and a mixture of black.Valian hair was held in place by a long backbone braid that ran from his hairline to his last rib where it was tired with a black ribbon..His bangs were divided into two, the other half was allowed fall over his face and the other was pinned back with black leaf shaped clip..His hairstyle was just a bit different from that of Joln
Joln s hair was divided into three.One part was made of a large cornrow and the other two were simply pulled back.The cornrow only went halfway before being tucked under the two parts.Where all the parts joined each other, a golden clip was used to hold then and all the hair was let to fall all the way to two inches before his waist.To make him even more beautiful, a loc behind his ear was braided and attached to a light blue feather which shimmer gorgeously.
His Banbi hugged him and his hair spread in the air as he span downwards..
Syin sighed in relief because Valian is safe and Joln is back..
Joln quickly looked at Valian who looked away all together and massaged his wrist in ignorance
A nod would have been great.He just saved his life ..
Joln blinked back the tears that he had been swallowing back all the way here...He closed his eyes to try and stop the streams from flowing because the pain was gnawing his soul mercilessly...
At that instant, the final Lajian paper struck the space next to Joln make him open his eyes..
His eyes were still red because he had cried to much but when duty calls , life must go on..
The trio looked at the paper and then tried to position the smoky figure that had attacked Valian..At that instant both Valian and Joln out stretched their hand to summon their weapons because the assilant was nowhere to be found
As soon as that happened, black fluid curtains flowed on the walls of the perimeter
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