Kings of Unra

CHAPTER III: GRACE CITY (4)

CHAPTER III: GRACE CITY (4)

The King's favorite offspring then, peered through her sister's eyes, and in the corners of her soul she found fear. She raised her glowing arms carefully from her; the fire crystal on the right of her and the sailor on the left of her. Her younger sister, surrendered and ready to die, bows her head because she did not place the correct look within her for the terror she was about to experience.

She will love then, she lowers her arms aggressively, attacking with both crystals.

"Open your eyes, Abhir," exclaims the golden daughter.

Rita opens her eyes to realize that Amara had prostrated both crystals towards both sides of her, without hurting her, but imposing the majesty of a clear domain; own control.

"In your soul there is only panic," says Amara, "and your mind seems to be a disorganized mind." But your intentions aren't pure, either; this power generates unease in you. What you have done with my sister I will never forgive you, but the judgment of your life will not be in my hands.

"Get up and leave her," he continues. Go to the forest and never come back; for the infamy you have done must not be witnessed at all. Today your life has been spared, but in my kingdom you will never be allowed a second chance again. You are a disgrace, and this unfortunate decision of yours will only bring with it a curse from which your soul can never escape. You will never find happiness; you will remain impure for the rest of the days, and you will be condemned to roam the forest in search of your dignity, until the end of all time.

The women set out on the same white horse as the golden daughter, who came to them with a hiss from the princess; same horse that was once given by her mother when she turned sixteen rimeros of hers. She very much missed being in her kingdom, she dreamed of seeing her town again. For, even if Aramordt had fallen, for the golden daughter, the kingdom lived among the people. Do not enter the fortress. And this day, she was finally living it.

The sisters made their way to their parents' castle, the Refuge of Aramordt. They began to climb all the steps and the people who came across them applauded them as they passed by, because it was a miracle to see them both together. They filled their hearts with hope, in the face of great adversity. His face was that light of hope and faith that they so badly needed to face this endless war.

They reached the final rooms; the highest of the castle, the Abode of Leyra. A beautiful dome suspended at the top of the great refuge, where you could see the view of the entire region, and the battle was perfectly observed.

There both princesses arrived, and when they entered its dome, there was the queen of all nations, of all glades, of all forests. The beautiful Leyra Aramordt.

–My daughters! –Says the woman hugging her daughters with joy–. How are they? Amara thank heaven you are here! We miss you a lot.

-And I to you mother-

–You don't go anymore! Exclaims Leyra. You need too much. Come on daughters.

Both sisters entered the dome of her mother, and saw the widest view they ever saw in their lives. You could see the whole desert; the vicissitudes of the region; aside, the colossal battle going on at the front.

-Where is my father? - Amara asks.

"Oh my daughter," Leyra exclaims, "Your father is still on the front lines, there are too many Glonds." Zaura's power is unsurpassed. Tonight will be my last night here. Tomorrow, I will return to the attack.

- Do you think you should do it mother? Ceres asks.

"So she is my daughter," says Leyra. I can't leave her father there alone, not while he lives. His cause is still there, and his fire burns hotter than ever. He is inspired.

-It's the right time then

"So it seems, Amara," says the woman. But enough about the war, tell me daughter, did you gift Ada something?

–That's right, mother, they told me that you took care of yourself very well –the golden princess replies.

"She is a very good girl, and very intelligent," says Leyra. Somewhat quiet, withdrawn. You must be closer to her.

-That I try mother

"I haven't had any problem taking care of her," Leyra continues. although, she still cannot emanate the powers from her.

- Do you think it is something serious? Amara asks.

"It shouldn't be something to worry about," Leyra replies. She is a girl who has grown up with many external pressures. War is not the best place to flourish.

Amara lowered her head, making a sad gesture. Leyra took hold of her declining jaw, and she gently lifted it.

"Don't be so hard on yourself, daughter," Leyra says. You are giving the best that you can give.

"Mother, these are not the conditions that she wanted for my daughter," says the woman through tears.

–I know daughter, I know; I didn't want this for my granddaughter either, ”he replies. Although, she is destined to be someone great, the light seeks her, and she seeks the light. She is destined to do something great. If we do not go through this pain, we will not be able to know the vision of our destinies. We must be vigilant. Elgoneth hopes for the best.

Fallen for the King, it represented imminent death. At one point Dracko approached to wound him with his sharp teeth, Argon bent down and cut the neck of the dark creature a little.

Dracko was enraged, he rose from the ground, rose to the heights and emanated the most powerful fire he could have done towards the king. The fire fell on the body of the king even though he put his hand to stop it, it was useless.

Fire burned throughout the King's body, but he was still standing, with his left forearm up and his right hand with the silver sword. And even though his body was totally on fire, he was never going to get on his knees.

Her knees were shaking, his body was weakening. The blazing fire of the scorpion dragon slowly burned the man's body. I put one knee on the floor, and his eyes began to close

Dael was close to the place, hiding behind some stones. His best friend was about to die, at the hands of his brother. He flew out quickly, and attacked Dracko, stopping the blast of fire that roared the dragon at the man.

-It's enough!

"What are you doing Dael ?! Get off me!"

The dragons began a brief struggle, near some sharp rocks. Dael managed to knock down the General of Splendor, threw him close to the cliff and defeated, brought him to his senses.

–The Golden King has asked him alive. Look at it! Look how you left it! He is going to die!

Argon fell to the ground, flimsy.

Within the kingdom, the b****y battle continued. The sorceress did not know what to do to convince her mother, because she did not want to leave the place.

–Mother, I don't understand what you're talking about. I'm not leaving here without you.

–Daughter, we don't have much time. As I have mentioned, my time here has come.

"Mother stop saying this! Get up, we're leaving!"

-I need you to do me a favor. –Adelia points out while she points to her daughter a drawer. –Open that drawer, and bring me the book that is inside it.

The sorceress opened the drawer. There were several books, but one in particular was calling him.

–This book belongs to you. I know you gave it to me to defend myself, I know you want me to save myself. But my daughter, you must follow this path alone. It is the will of Elgoneth. I have understood everything, and it's okay, my time to leave has come.

"There are no paths to follow, mother!" Look out there. Our people die, our shelters are destroyed. I can't find Argonaeth, I don't know if the mother is alive. –Said the woman crying– My children are in danger, it's worse than she had imagined. This is a m******e. How can this be the will of Elgoneth? What is it mother? I don't want to die, I can't see you die. I can't watch them die.

–My daughter, this is going to be very hard for you. But you must have Faith, because this day will become a maximum test for you. I don't know exactly what the road holds for you, but remember that I will always love you and that whatever happens you must fight for your people, for your people.

–Mother, don't say these things, I can't go on alone, I can't go on without you. I can't go on without you

–You will have to do it daughter, because if you save yourself, your children will count on you. You must save yourself, and save them. This dark feeling is turning me cold, and the hope you need is inside you. I have given you everything she had, and you have become a very strong and powerful woman. As long as you keep going, you will keep improving. As long as you don't give up, you will continue to triumph. I know you're going to get out of this, but you must sacrifice what you love most for yourself and your children. And even though I may die, remember that I will always be by your side. Now go daughter! Save yourself, she saves your children! If you die, it will be the end of eternity!

"I already told you that I will not leave without you! If I must die I will die with you!"

The sorceress was resigned, it was extremely painful if she wanted to think about the fact that she should continue a life without her mother, knowing that she could save her. She was not going to be able to live with that regret, the weight on her conscience was too much for her. Arguing, suddenly a giant, creepy claw ripped through the roof of the house. The violent destruction threw the sorceress into a corner of the room. The giant purple dragon had returned, thirsty for revenge. His left wing was seriously damaged, and he couldn't fly.

The dragon emitted an impressive roar of purple fire directed directly towards where the two were located. In a quick reaction, the young wizard grabbed the Book of Leyra. This had served as a harmonic shield for her, but when the sorceress had it again, she became much more powerful and began to emanate much more powerful and stable spells. The book was the main weapon of the woman.

The evil dragon and the augmented sorceress began an impressive exchange of magic. The pieces of the factory fell before her eyes, the pilasters collapsed and the house was weakened. Amalia was trying to save her mother from her, protecting her however she could. IN one of the roars of the dragon,

When the elder sorceress spoke the name of the deity, Amara lost her vision; she went into a trance at the sight of her and her eyes grew too bright. The light was losing her among the currents of matter, and her spirit was lost in mysticism and nostalgia for the creation of the whole.

–Amara? Leyra asks. You have gray pupils, are you feeling okay?

–Ne

The last drops of the gray sky fell on the unhappy abyss. Some trees in the forest, coming down the great hill, were murmuring the name of Rita dreadfully, but she was the only one who heard them. She got up crying, covering her face as the features of the king's youngest daughter were disfigured. She started down the hill, and the further she got away from her sister and the buried crystals, the more her body became disfigured. Her back was bent, her hair was fading and her beautiful gray dress with gold and platinum embroidery, was seized by a black energy, and the divine crystals and blessed by her mother, fell at the same time. all the way from her.

On the cloudy descent of the hill, she was missing the little monster that was now hooded with her black dress. The heavens and the forests, witnessing her calamity, whispered evil laughter, intensifying in the now lost memory of the new witch; she is chained forever to wander through the rivers and forests of the northern region of the country of Edigea. Amara, on her side, raised her forehead and directed her gaze to the horizon. The light of dawn had returned, and the helpless star was bringing clarity back to her face. Her beautiful golden curls regained her color, and her vision focused on a single point: the Kingdom of Aramordt.

From the great mountain, she grabbed both crystals and raised them above the heights; where the demigods saw her and witnessed her self-proclamation as the heir to the throne, the Golden Princess. The only mind, and the only heart, capable of bearing the responsibility required for this energy balance. Balance of the two most powerful energies on the planet, regulated by the one who overcame the darkness. An upcoming new king. An upcoming new Queen. The Golden Queen

Just a few steps from the abyss, the evil young woman buried the deadly blade in her sister's back. With her other hand, she covered her lips, and squeezed him just enough not to let her speak. Rita began to take slow steps back as she buried the poisoned weapon further into the golden princess, heading for the shore of Mount Curul.

"If these powers must die, then we will both die with them!" Rita shouts satirically.

The damp earth, already weakened by the incessant battle, could hold no more. Amara rocked from side to side, trying to free herself from her sister, but she exerted a pressure on her that made it impossible for her to let go of her. From the slippery ground, Rita made a final leap backward, holding her sister, and in the void of the mountain there was only a monumental cry of fear and despair. And Amara's scream, toward imminent death.