CHAPTER III: TEMPER OF GODS (3)
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CHAPTER III: TEMPER OF GODS (3)
'The ruptures of dusk loomed that night. We came from near the outskirts of an incessant battle against mortals; those that Elgoneth brought to our land without us asking. Against our will. The council had established the fundamental principle of treason; we made the decision to enter the discussion council, where the talks to reach an agreement between Aravir and the disgusting Dendel County were taking place. Well, Iram and I knew that the traitor was there.
We entered as fast as the wind. We break down the gates, and draw our blades of plasma and gold. The Sandana, and the Ravana; both showing their might and majesty. Believe me brother, they fell asleep when they saw its effulgence. They fell on their knees begging for forgiveness, when these corrupt people, instead of seeking the solution to the conflicts, found other people's wealth, and made their dirty pacts to enrich themselves. And so we tear down one by one; counselor by counselor; traitor for traitor,
In the middle of the table and in the middle of the meeting, we annihilate them all, until we left only one thief of this group of poisonous snakes. We forced him to speak, and spit out all his truths, and in the way of them, he said something that caught my attention as soon as they left his mouth and his filthy words.
"Where the hell are the crystals in the armored chamber?" exclaims Iram, agitated.
"Oh prince of the south, don't act like you don't know anything!" exclaims the being.
"What?" Iram asks.
“You know exactly where they are! Sixteen Council Member! " exclaimed the counselor.
"What the hell is he talking about?" I exclaimed, looking at my son.
"I have no idea!" exclaims Iram.
"What's up prince?" continues the counselor. "Are you scared to accept your betrayal now that daddy is here?"
Iram smashed his face into one of the main panels of the forward and now destroyed cabin.
"Father, don't listen to a single word he says," exclaimed Iram. “He is using his robbery techniques to turn you against me! It's the only thing left! "
"My king, see for yourself!" exclaims the counselor. "Put your hand on the right panel!"
"Silence, vermin!" exclaims Iram.
"Come here Iram!" I screamed. "Put your hand on that panel."
"Father, what are you saying?" exclaimed Iram.
"Put your hand on the panel!" shout.
Iram put ropes in the counselor's hand, hurled him abruptly into the duel, and then placed his hand on the side panel. And when the prince of the south placed his hand, metal gates covered in steel and cast iron opened ahead of them, into the back of an open chamber filled with crystals stolen from the kingdom thousands of days before. They entered the chamber, to check what they were seeing, to the stir of my disappointment.
“Father they are setting us up,” exclaims Iram. “I have no idea what this and how could-
"Silence!" I screamed. "I can't believe that after all these years you have betrayed me like this!"
"Father is not like that!" exclaims Iram. "It's not real! It's not possible!"
"You have disappointed your mother, me, your kingdom!" I exclaimed agitated. “Well, after all this time it turns out that you are a hypocrite, traitor, lad–
An abrupt sound interrupted my dialogue, when suddenly the floodgates began to close abruptly. The gates froze in a dead-end chamber. The temperature increased in an accelerated way, and quickly the crystals began to melt as these were false. A delirious gas began to emerge from them, enclosing the entire chamber in poison and greenish smoke; they had set us up.
"Behold the kings of the south!" exclaims the counselor, amidst the echoes from the outskirts. “Caught in death by their short matter and intelligence! That panel opens with any hand, you inept! Now they have no escape, and we'll see what kings will do to get out of this! Oh wait, I know, they can't! "
The power of mysticism and the prelude to the end were drowning in our bodies. Our breathing shortened, our lungs froze. Suddenly, Iram saw the opening of a duct in the structure where there was a ventilation; He managed to emanate a power from his hand that opened all the effulgence between the hidden corridors, and we realized that the passages extended to an underground lush. We entered between the tunnels, and we darted quickly towards the hidden cavities. Sending us to the bottom of a giant and subdued room. It was one of the many cameras found in the barracks, as this seemed to be the first cameras of a hidden base. We had no idea where we were, but we had entered the depths of this place.
They began to walk the paths between the hidden passages derived from fiction and oblivion. They could not believe where he was, and how this treacherous alliance had found the secrecy necessary to generate all these buried passageways; between around the empty times. Among the true ones of the reindeer. Our temperament was growing; our lost vision began to see dozens of cameras that were full of objects that we had given up for lost many piles ago. Swords, shields, garments, necklaces, some of these chambers were full of them. My jewels and those of Emerita, the guardians of Aravir had been lent for this, and from one moment to the next my mind was closed in dozens of thoughts about the loyalty of my own kingdom. The one I built with sweat and on my forehead. Suddenly he couldn't trust anyone. Suddenly everything that was presented to me was shouting to my conscience about the honesty of my own people. And on top of all this betrayal and such insults and blasphemies, in the confusion of my mind, in the loss of my spirit, there was my son. Winged mine, as the only one who was willing to walk my way. As the only one willing to find a solution to what he appreciates as being unsolvable. Between the undoubted and the certain. Between the currents of the forgotten and l betrayal and dishonesty; Even after she had doubted him, even after she had discredited his word, for that of a useless counselor
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