The fire swoop, its black smoke rise from the hole of the earth. The decaying corpse slowly begins to burn, the speaking demonic tree that dwells within the corrupted chamber burns to the ground as its curses.
Without the strength left to lift himself, Akatosh falls flat from the murky bloody water. But still, Sheila and her friends were able to do the finishing work.
Their magic quickly shatters the bones, Reith's offensive strike slices and sickle the walking corpse of the dead. Akatosh's teaching was at use, with little skill to use they easily end the seven undead.
The rotten stench of the corps smeared Akatosh's smell. The heat quickly builds up ready to oven us to death, slowly and steady.
A hand grabs and pulled him was a drag to a safe place. It was Chifya dragging Akatosh's lifeless body away from the room. Before the fire could take their life, Sheila and her companions quickly runs. Following Akatosh and Chifya away from the chamber, they let the fire devour the blood-sucking tree. It rages in anguished, but it didn't matter as they hurriedly exit the cave.
Out of the dungeon, Akatosh was laid on the grassy ground. The veins were dark in color as his heartbeats to death. In coldness death he let it flow.
Sheila quickly brought out a scroll of teleportation. Placing on the ground right beside Akatosh, she then unfolds the scroll revealing ancient writing created by the land of magic.
Sheila's hand pressed firmly triggering the scroll. Upon her activation, it shines like a sun in the morning followed by a large magical circle. And in seconds the circle doubles its diameter expanding, till it reaches eight meters. With the circle complete light of rays hammering down upon the party and in seconds they quickly disappear.
When Akatosh was teleported outside of Ravalind, after his duel. The king of Keshoval King Reigal IV, the price of Aghraim the eldest son of King Helmes, and his father King Helmes are in tight negotiating.
They sit in a large circle, apart they place their chairs creating a triangle on a circle that symbolizes equality. And each of the three had their guardian standing at their side.
For prince Helmes, a man in golden armor fitted to his manly body it was Sir. Lance the one they called "The spear of the golden sun". His eyes were straight forward his spear grips firmly on the sacred spear. His long hair was ponytailed and a handsome good-looking guy.
On the other side of the table is a man with wisdom and magic, a wooden stick curse with great energy. One of the great wizards of Keshoval and the royal advisor of King Reigal IV. Cloak in a tight robe loses down to his feet nearly, the same age as Lance only older. His hood was uncovered showing a scar to the left side of his chin. He had no name or whatsoever, only to be called "The silent one".
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And the last was a woman standing right beside King Helmes. Her long sword was sheathed to her left waist. Armored with leather scale, and padded with steel and iron. A medium golden shield was tight around to her left arm, where ancient ruins are craved within the golden shield. She was well known to be one of the great shield users in Aghraim, "Roaring Ancient" or so they called. Though she may be a well-known warrior but also a beauty, her short black hair covers her left eye not to mention a very maintained body.
They didn't care much about the negotiation of the kings except the wizard as they watch each other's sighting for a provocation. Their hands grip ready to defend against any attack on both sides.
It is to be seen that King Reigal IV is being forced to pull in the strings of the Kingdom of Aghraim.
To be pressured by King Helmes, King Reigal IV who seems to be older than King Helmes calmly talks his way out. He already had a grown white beard, a sign that he'd already passed the age of sixties or more.
"From the past time… Keshoval and Aghraim were had been once a great ally." Said, king Helmes. Who is at the age of forties young enough to reign a kingdom longer than King Reigal IV. "Shouldn't we fret to an empire that corners us to the walls of our nation, should we raise our sword from their blasted threat." He continues.
King Reigal IV didn't affect by Helmes's words but clear his throat. "I know that this day may happen. For once the evil that once gathers us together but now it has slowly reign again."
"King Reigal…" said prince Harith, cutting his words. "I uphold your words but… that past is no longer at our time. Right now, we are dealing with a real threat the evil was no more or are you going to make this as an excuse."
"One day you will understand young prince… It's already past noon. I shall arrange a night for the two of you." King Reigal says, slowly he stood up from his chair.
Before he could walk out the exit, he was stopped by King Helmes's words of provocation. "No need, we'll return to Aghraim shortly after this. But I warned you Reigal if the dragon shall ravage its breath to a neighboring land a slayer won't come if the chain is broken."
King Reigal already understood that if the empire of Endregar will one day strike. And if he didn't join forces with Aghraim since they are close to each other, there will be no help to come.
King Reigal stop and said to him. "That time may come, though a day may come when light may shine."
"Father if I would. King Reigal IV, I would like to stay in this place for a small point of time there is something I would like to do." Harith said, the young and naïve prince.
"I see, then I will ask for a room. King Helmes, I assure you that your son will be well bulwark. However, the rules of this kingdom may not be there as always. Even a king has its limits as everybody, no matter the person is."
King Helmes smile and said in gratitude. "Then I see through it then."
King Reigal didn't want to join Aghraim since he already knows the conspiracy of their nation. Keshoval was rich in resources, a famous nation birth of the ancient hero, a small kingdom yet peaceful. But most importantly a place where power was hidden by the ancient, a power sought by every kingdom. The only thing is, Reigal didn't know the buried place of power and secret but they say, 'when there is a cloud of smoke there is a fire.'
As soon as King Reigal IV left the room, his royal advisor bows towards King Helmes and prince Harith. Thus, so too the two guardians bow in respect.
The door slowly closed and for now, silence holds the time.