High heels clattered on the marble floor, reflecting the golden light coming from the flas burning among the tall carved columns - the beginning of the throne room.
A woman in black armor, stern visage, and shoulder-length platinum hair stepped forward confidently, her fingertips trembling as she tried to calm her inner anger. Flashes of fla flickered in the distance, the first sparks of the rebellion that was just at its beginning.
Her purple eyes combined wisdom, calculation, and cruelty, but even she sotis made mistakes - the scar on her neck was proof of that.
Once in the throne room, she dropped to one knee before the great silhouette cloaked in shadow.
"Master," Kreyna proclaid, slowly raising her head. "What do you command to do? I've already given the Light Legion instructions to move towards the castle and destroy every serpent in the way."
"And...?" Arnoth's hoarse voice rang out. "If you've already done everything, why did you co to ? The rebellion has begun... The only thing left for us to do is wait."
Kreyna gulped. "But... That filthy serpent Vorx. He's done sothing I didn't expect. There are Phantoms among the resistance forces."
Oddly enough, there was almost no reaction from Arnoth. He raised his hand in a slow, almost nonchalant wave.
"Hmm? As far as I'm concerned, Vorx has accomplished my assignnt..."
"W-What...? Sir, please explain what you an."
"It's simple. I was looking for a strong Phantom, the one who can compete with and give a decent fight... This is necessary for to advance further.
"Vorx brought Phantoms, two... I'm sure you can feel their auras, they move separately."
Kreyna nodded in confirmation, not daring to interrupt Arnoth.
"One of them has a weak aura, but the second one... Hah..." his dark laughter erupted. "Maybe I'll get sothing resembling a decent fight..."
After a few monts, Kreyna nodded and rose, her aura shuddering, growing stronger in purple fla.
"What do you tell to do about the resistance? I know you prefer to act pragmatically, but..." Kreyna gritted her teeth, her face contorted in a cruel grimace. "I want to kill every one of them! Strangle them with my own hands and tear them apart! They mistook your rcy for weakness!"
Arnoth shook his head.
"Sooner or later, it would have happened, so... For once, I agree with you."
Kreyna gasped in disbelief. Though she and Arnoth worked together, she always preferred more radical thods than he did.
"Kill everyone you can. If the Light Legion doesn't get it right with the resistance because of the Phantoms, it's not a problem. Today will be our last day in this castle. We will leave behind us rivers of blood, full of energy, and hundreds of bodies, knights and serpents alike."
For Kreyna, there could not have been better news than this.
A cruel smirk covered her face as her heart began to beat faster in anticipation.
"What... What will you order to do?"
With a brief pause, Arnoth wheezed. "Wait. You don't like to wait, but it's necessary. There are only two Phantoms, and they move separately. Most likely, the weaker one is going to fight against you."
Clutch.
Kreyna clenched her hand into a fist, her long nails almost like claws digging into her pale skin.
"Great, this is just fucking incredible! Sir, you are right, as always, you turned out to be right! Vorx has actually done your errand! When that Phantom cos here, I'll just destroy it, squash it like a bug!"
Arnoth leaned on his fist, watching the shadows fighting each other in the distance with a bored look.
"Do whatever you want, the main thing is don't you dare interfere with my fight. That Phantom's aura... It looks intriguing... At least I hope so..."
Sure enough, Kreyna didn't even dare to think about interfering with Arnoth. Her loyalty to his direction was absolute.
After a few monts of heavy silence, she looked down.
"Sir... After this, when we reach the next stage, it will be ti to return, right? Do you think we'll make it in ti?"
In response, Arnoth nodded deeply. "There's no doubt about it... I know it's hard to realize that the long journey we've gone through together, for so people, is only a small part of their long lives... But, if we want to live, we'll have to go through it too."
Kreyna said nothing more.
She bowed low and walked out of the throne room.
She knew what Arnoth was talking about. The Crimson Monarch, Damien, Erik, and Douglas would have no trouble understanding the essence of their conversation.
But, for Adam, it was still a mystery he was about to find out.
Neither Arnoth nor Kreyna thought they could lose. To them, this was just one stage. The Light Legion would fall just like the serpents.
None of that mattered as long as they were the strongest beings at the Fallen Ring Castle.
"Gha..." Arnoth sighed heavily, his eyes traveling forward, wandering to two silhouettes.
A young man with black hair and blue eyes and a serpent wielding a green fla approached the main square. This would be their first point on their way to the castle.
"Good... That young man looks strong... If he knew how unlucky he was to be born at this ti... He could be powerful, standing much higher than he is now..."
Arnoth closed his eyes, going to quietly await the arrival of his opponent.
"What a sha that this will be the end of his path. We both have little ti, but... thanks to his life, thanks to my greater power, I can outrun him and save myself from what is to co..."
...
Step. Step. Step.
At the sa ti, unaware of the events that happened in the castle, Adam and Heret ran forward. On their way, they killed several dozen soldiers and knights, which helped a lot of serpents to survive and continue their attack on the Light Legion.
However, none of this was a realistic goal for Adam and Heret.
They were moving towards the main square, where a special enemy was already waiting for them.
Not only were there weak soldiers and knights in the ranks of the Light Legion. Many strong monsters were serving Arnoth and Kreyna.
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