Chapter Five, The Call.

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Isaac's heart was beating out of his chest. A wide smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

Sina swung her head around towards Akain, checking if the old swordsman had heard what she just said.

Alas he didn't, and he was still rather focused on the battle between Mad Silas and the Wight.

"Akain!" Sina called, reaching a hand out towards the entranced man. But, before she could, she was interrupted...

"AGH!" A yell came from the town square, making the three focus intently.

The Wight seemed to be rather damaged, but the swordsman was far worse off.

The arm that he held his sword with had been severed, laying on the floor. He was forced to take a knee, squeezing at the bleeding stub of an elbow he had.

SCREECH!~

The Wight yelled, its loud call being carried through the winds.

"Fuck..." Akain whispered, turning back to the duo behind him.

"Isaac. Take this, mimic moves you've seen from... hell, anywhere. It won't but easy but I'm sure you will pick it up quick." He handed the sword he picked up from the soldier, to Isaac.

Grabbing his rucksack shirt, he ripped it off himself, tearing it into all kinds of pieces.

"Sina. You're a witch. Do your witchy magic and protect you and this guy. I'd like to see you kids make it out in one piece after this." He wrapped the rucksack around his hands and wrists. It reminded Isaac of something fighters would do, wrapping a bandage around their hands.

At that same time, there was a rumbling of sorts, the ground shook. Trees rattled despite the wind having calmed slightly, and a... frightening aura, encompassed the camp.

"Back at Verdan, the Wight let out a screech when it felt it was truly endangered." Akain said. He walked over towards Akain and Sina, pulling them with him towards a carriage.

He climbed atop it with the two following him rather panicked.

"It didn't even take one whole minute for thousands of living dead to emerge from the woods and even the ground."

BOOM!

A crashing sound was heard, the gate into Madgrave being blasted open as ghouls tumbled inside like ants.

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The ground churned, hands reaching up through the soil below them as a scarce number of ghouls crawled to the surface.

"Holy shit." Isaac muttered under his breath. His eyes darted around everywhere, watching as ghouls crashed through walls. Soldier's that thought everything was over were forced to take up their swords again. Father's were forced to leave their families once more, relentlessly attacking everything in their sight.

Akain jumped out of the carriage, seeing the soil had calmed down with only 5 ghouls emerging in their area.

It was rather fast, but he was quickly able to get into a fighting stance, grappling one of the ghouls that charged at him.

He pushed the ghoul to the side, letting its momentum carry itself past him. With swift work, he grabbed it by its waist, flipping it and dropping it right onto its neck.

There was a snap and the ghoul went slightly limp, but before it could do anything else, Akain's hand was on its head, ripping its head off of its body with a rough tug.

It was a gruesome sight, and Isaac was forced to look at Sina nervously. What greeted him was not the same girl that seemed to be timid and scared of everything that was happening. Instead, it was a woman that understood what she had to do. She had a stern look on her face, reluctance hidden underneath the determination.

"The best incantation I can give you right now is confractus. It's a curse that breaks the bones of another." Sina said. She lifted her hand towards one of the ghouls that were approaching Akain.

"The key is to focus all your mind and emotion into it. If you want it, it will happen." Her hand was outstretched, and her eyes seemed to narrow, focusing.

"Confractus." She spoke, and instantly, their was a snapping sound. The ghoul tumbled to the floor, its right leg being bent in the completely wrong direction.

"Once you activate an incantation, you will feel a tug, like you're holding someone that's hanging off of a cliff." More bones in the ghouls body started to break.

"The longer you hold on, the more damage will be done..." It was a horrible sight, but Isaac couldn't take his eyes off of it. The ghoul was being twisted and turned into directions he thought impossible.

"And, if you use your strength to pull that hanging person all the way back up..." Sina's hand jerked, and in response, the ghoul went completely limp. All of its limbs fell flat onto the ground.

When she jerked, Isaac had heard a series of almost infinite cracks.

"You will get the best result."

Every bone in the ghouls body had been shattered, reduced to small skeletal shards. Even its skull was shattered, it could barely growl. Isaac could see its face muscles twitching, but with a completely shattered spinal cord, it was considered dead.

"But do be careful, using curses and incantations is tiring. It's the same as exercising. You can't run endlessly." Heeding her words, he glanced back towards Akain. He gulped, seeing the man ripping out the final ghouls spine.

He watched him stand back up, tossing it to the side.

"Now, I have a Wight to fight, but tell me how things go when this is all over!" Akain chuckled, walking away from the two and heading towards the town square.

"Come on. There are people that need help, and the quicker we end all of this, the sooner we can relax." Sina dropped down from the carriage, walking in the opposite direction of Akain. In the distance, he could see men fending off ghouls, a family cowering behind them.

With a firm shake of his head, he put his hand on the edge of the carriage, attempting to hop out. But of course, as he did so, he nicked his hand, a splinter getting into his palm. He wanted to wince, but he didn't. He didn't want Sina to know he just got a splinter from doing something as simple as leaving a carriage.

He followed behind her, creeping towards the ghouls, but he couldn't help but check his hand.

While pulling the splinter out with his opposite hand that was still carrying the sword along, he saw something.

In the center of his palm where the "Ⅰ" had been, were new letters.

His eyes narrowed seeing the "Ⅲ", but it clicked rather quickly.

"This is my third life isn't it..."

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