2483 Power Rush (Part 1)
"I bet that they wouldn't touch Verben until they had updated themselves, if ever." Night regained enough of her cool to know how dangerous keeping the amulet active was and stored it inside her pocket dinsion.
This way the signal would be lost and even the best tracker among the cursed objects wouldn't be able to find her.
"Did you hear that, maggot? Leech has beco even stronger. While you waste our ti crying like a bitch, he's never been happier. The whole Garlen reveres him as the Supre Magus.
"He has a beautiful wife and his daughter is treasured by the Guardians. Everyone thinks Leech is a genius and his family loves him. The sa family that rejects and despises you.
"They kicked you out and stripped you of your na yet they accepted Leech's other half into their fold and happily shared with Solus their last na."
"I get it. I'm a loser and nobody gives a shit about ." Orpal sobbed, watching over and over the video that Thrud had released upon her death.
It was a collection of the most embarrassing and humiliating monts of his capture. Every ti he had begged, cried, or wetted himself was arranged without context in order to make him look like a pathetic fool.
All the parts about the tortures he had endured had been cut out whereas those about Night fighting tooth and nail were still there. From the images, Orpal seed to have folded right after being captured whereas the Horseman had never surrendered.
It made Night look good, but that was exactly what Thrud wanted. She knew that Orpal's ego would never recover from the humiliation of being considered nothing without the Horseman.
Thanks to the video, everything he had achieved, from unmasking Lith to killing Manohar was being second-guessed. People thought that the person who had accomplished those feats was just one of Night's Chosen after shapeshifting.
Orpal's na had beco a joke and a synonym for cowardice. No one believed him capable of harming a single hair on Manohar's head, let alone Lith's.
Even if sohow Orpal rose from the ashes of his crushing defeat, even if he killed Lith, he would just go from living in the shadow of his brother to that of the Horseman.
"No, you fool! My point is that we can't waste any more ti. Close that video, grow a pair, and start training again!" Due to Baba Yaga's spell, Night was forbidden to harm Lith in any direct or indirect way.
Hence, she couldn't suggest Orpal a plan, only to remind him of his brother's successes to stoke the fires of his rage. She couldn't even possess his body and use the breathing technique in his stead.
"What's the point?" He replied amid sobs. "Even if by a miracle I could beco a bright violet by tomorrow, Leech's wife and daughter are beyond my reach. The Guardians would kill the mont I touch either of them
Even though the massacre of Jiera's council had happened during his imprisonnt, Orpal knew all about it. The guards had told him what had happened to break his spirit and they had succeeded.
He had no reason to doubt their words because even while trapped in a Sealed Space and surrounded by ters-thick Adamant walls, on the day of the Black Sun he had felt the fury of the Guardians and cowered for it.
"Even if I was strong enough to face Leech and my Divine Beast form and bloodline abilities were superior to his own, he would kill with the destruction spell. You said it yourself a mont ago.
"At this point, it's painfully clear who got the better Horseman. Every ti we faced them, we got our ass kicked and now Leech has beco stronger. There's no hope for us. We are dood."
Dammit, I forgot how difficult is for humans to overco their silly traumas.' Night thought. 'In the past, all I had to do when sothing like this happened was to dump the weak fool and get myself another host but that's not an option anymore.
Even if I kill Orpal, my destruction spell would be still public knowledge. No one would ever bond with knowing that anyone with a shred of magical power can kill us.
"To make matters worse, without Orpal, my plans to make Verhen bend the knee will beco impossible. I could go against my mother's slave spell only because it was Orpal's will to attack Verhen.
Any other host would just enjoy the power and knowledge
I bestow upon them and never think of facing the Supre Magus. Without Orpal, all my pain and sacrifices will be for naught.
1 need to find a way to overco my limitations and for him to get strong enough to achieve our goals. Until that mont, by reminding Orpal of Verhen's glory I would just add oil to the fire of Orpal's self-pity instead of driving him to improve.
Night had followed Dawn's example and used the ti of her imprisonnt to think. She had co up with many plans to fill the gap in power between Lith and Orpal but she couldn't voice them due to Baba Yaga's spell.
Her initial project was to regain control of the Undead Courts after her escape. There, she would have found people wise and smart enough to decipher the subtle hints she would embed in her battle strategies against the enemies of the Courts.
Her loyal subjects would then relay those ideas to Orpal and help him turn them into a path to victory. Alas, with the destruction spell now available, the Undead Courts had no reason to follow her lead.
Baba Yaga had crippled Night no less than Thrud had done to Orpal.
My best hope to get rid of mother's workings is to bet on Orpal's bloodline. After all, Acala has changed Dawn and Solus has done the sa for Verhen. I don't see why I should be any different.
I think I know why Mother created Solus and kept her existence a secret from us. She's the failsafe in the case one or more of her Horsen went insane and Mother needed to get rid of us.
'She's never been the type to dirty her hands, she likes to delegate. The first three Horsen were born to fix the imperfections in the blood core while the fourth is ant to keep the other three in check.
There's no other explanation for Verhen beating Dawn and . Solus must also have so kind of assimilation ability to consu three cursed objects and bestow their life forces upon Verhen. Luckily for , that's a ga two can play
Distar Region, Faluel's Lab, a few hours later.
Tm glad we finally got to spend so ti together, Mom." Faluel was in her Hydra form and wore the Hands of nadion shapeshifted as six crowns of different elental colors, leaving only her erald head naked.
"I would say the sa, if not for the fact that you made co here only to aid you with your experints." Fyrwal grumbled.
She was in her real form as well, standing five ters taller than her daughter.
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