《A forgotten ruler》Chapter 17 finding Arisa
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3rd person POV
Olivia was stunned when she noticed the passage way was now normal. It didn’t seem as dark or gloomy when they entered. But she was weary of the lady standing before them in a light blue dress.
“I knew her when I was younger. Most wouldn’t live as long as she did for her kind. The average phoenixes life span was 10,000 years after all. Yet she appeared out of no where when we were fighting against the others. You know how we’re called the city of light. Because we fight against the parasites that lives in the Dark Forest. It was one of those days as usual fighting off the possessed corpses of our ancestors and comrades. She had appeared with her staff in hand but instead she changed it with a crescent spear.
She weaved through the numbers with her spear and her Phoenix flames. The 1st Phoenix queen Jasmine Akira Nova easily destroyed those whom we took 3 years to fight nonstop in the blink of an eye. Jasmine ended the war yet she taught me many things as she lived with us for a while. Yet she never did got to the topic of how she a 160,000 year old Phoenix is still alive. Yes at that time she was around that age. The former queen left as quickly as she came. But she taught me many things etiquette, history, politics, blacksmithing, magic and combat.”
Ling Yue frowned but she understood from the topic that this person taught Isana common sense of hers. Then she had to go on the run from something. Something or someone made her the Phoenix queen fear them enough to be on the run from.
“So she’s still alive out there somewhere.” (Ling Yue)
“In a way but I do come visit here occasionally to honor her since it’s dedicated to my teacher. It’s also the only place with her statue.”
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“What did you think of Hera back then she did help the Phoenix queen.”
“You weren’t there neither was I born in that era. Yet you ask for my opinion. Her story of that gods war is what created that unstable gods graveyard which all race fears. Things there should stay there. Not spoken of nor looked for. As for Hera asking for her aid and helping her. That was for her own benefit because the male gods were tricked by that corrupt artificial goddess.”
Instead Ling Yue blinked at the fact that Isana knew more about the details than her of the war. Yet she was the one raised by a goddess who was a few generations younger. This disparity shocked even her but Isana’s cold look made her freeze up.
“You know what Ling Yue, it bugs me how this cold ice queen has facial paralysis in her face. It’s so damn hard to make her smile.” (Olivia)
“Who dares bother my time with my sister.” (Yineve)
“So why are you here Yue.”
“Because that little blond twin tailed girl kidnapped her own sister. Whom of which was supposed to be home. Oh and I need to undo the stupid soul rebound from the curse. Mind helping me by fighting that lance user.”
Isana frowned but she dodged as soon as she noticed the lance coming to where her face was earlier. This person actually tried to attack her who was standing in front of the pathway. It also stunned her that she’d come so fast after the enchantment was broken.
“Clearly I dislike the spell that your father casted on your family Yineve. Your sister only helped you four sisters and her mother out. Why can’t you be as understanding as the other three.” (Ling Yue)
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When she stabbed at Isana, she didn’t expect Isana to twist her body in the air instead of getting stabbed. This was outrageous, how can a person twist so high in the air almost touching the roof. Yet avoid her lance fueled by her aura. Even if she was not stabbed her aura should’ve injured Isana.
“You’re a lot weaker than Jasmine’s.”
Ling Yue face palmed when she heard her serious voice but she had already ran into the passage way to look for Arisa. She nearly stumbled when she happened upon the scene of Arisa mostly being swallowed into the wall as parts of her body was turning to stone. Her blue hair was glowing in the dim light but she was unconscious. Though Ling Yue frowned when she looked again at Arisa.
“She’s missing 1/4 of her soul. It’s no wonder she’s so forgetful. But for a soul rebound from just breaking a curse so forcefully isn’t this crude.”
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