Kapitel 25: 25. Desperation (II)
CHAPTER XXV: DESPERATION PART 2
I can't say I know the real Eto Shapan. He seems to be a man filled with secrets and mysteries. I thought I at least knew him from our brief time seeing each other around the inn. To me he always seemed to be a very unremarkable man. No hidden agenda I could think of by our brief interactions.
I just saw him around the place, going through somekind of vicious training. Returning at the end of each day as exhausted as a dog. Everyday he would get up at just after the sun rose and return just before the sun set. Covered in sweat and blood. When I asked my father, he simply said: "The man has a goal." I noticed a look of respect each time he looked at this man strive for his goal. He seemed to be reminded of himself by this short black man.
Days turned to weeks as the man did the same thing over and over again. Until one morning he was a bit late. Even I got curious that morning and followed him. It turns out he only got late to wait for the stores to open. He bought a very expensive sword and dozens of low quality health potions. With that he returned to his usual routine. Living the city at dawn and returning before sunset. This time he was covered in even more blood. With cuts and bruises all over his body. He continued like that for over a week but eventually I had to live for my work.
The lady Helena requested me to accompany her to Fort Dafel. I'm sure you know the rest from there.
This however is not the same man who saved us from the terrifying beast. I cannot see even the slightest resemblance of the Eto I saw then. Even the Eto I just spoke with seems like a ghost in my mind.
He said he has to kill Helena Detalia? How does he even know her last name? Most of the region simply knows her as Helena of Shrewsbury. He has somekind of ulterior motive as I feared. I knew I couldn't trust him but I still feel this longing feeling. Like my head says don't trust him but my heart says there has to be an explanation. An explanation, there might be one.
"What exactly are you getting at Eto?" Captain Tark suddenly demands. He also has his sword raised. His killing intent is off the scale. If he used his Martial Skills, Eto is done for.
"There is no hidden meaning Captain! I simply have to kill Helena Detalia!" Eto answers calmly and turns to the captain.
"How is it that you know of the princess!?" Tark asks the question I wanted to ask. Eto seems not bothered at all by the question. His face remains blank. Like he doesn't give a damn.
"I didn't know about that!" He answers as the rest of the guards surround him with their weapons raised. "It doesn't even matter! This has nothing to do with that! I simply have to kill her, nothing more and nothing less!" He raised his sword and this strange winds got even stronger. Dark storm clouds gathered in the sky like a god was about to fight. That feeling of doom returns even stronger. I can't help shaking in my knees. This doesn't seem normal. I've been in epic battles and wars since I joined the army.
Suddenly Eto runs for the Lady Helena hiding behind the wall of servants. He jumps in the sky, preparing to swing down his sword.
"I won't let you!" Tark defied and blocked the incoming attack with his sword. Their impact sends the servants flying in every directions. The two continue to struggle as the guards surround Helena and form a perimeter around her. "Snap out of it sergeant!!" Tark suddenly roars in my direction.
Damn it he's right! I can't let this get me down. I'm Freya Freaking Mikaelson! With renewed determination I slap myself awake. Feeling like myself again I immediately gather my mana. You seem to lack actual battle experience. You also said you don't have any magic Eto. These are your weaknesses. I'm going to show you my strengths.
I gather magical energy in my hands and place them in the ground.
"Earth Magic: Quick Sand Pit!!" I call out.
The mana flows from my hand in to the ground. A large earth magical circle forms on the ground. As it glows, the area surrounding Eto quickly turns into quick sand. Tark knowing my magic jumps to escape before being swallowed. Eto meanwhile is unaware and starts sinking into the ground.
"Elemental Earth Magic! There is a reason I chose not to have mana!" He roars and launched high into the air. What does he mean he chose not to have mana? You may have quick wits Eto but this is not the best that I can do. From the ground I raise my hands and gather more mana. I look to Tark who nods back in understanding my intention.
"Fire Magic: Fire Javelin!!"
From my hands a fire magic circle forms. From the circle a huge javelin of fire forms from the mana. It launches straight for Eto as he falls to the ground. The same principle as his attack from earlier today. You cannot change direction mid air. Just as I expected, he cannot dodge so he blocks with his sword. Still blocking it he lands on the ground. Just then, Tark shows up behind with that all too familiar red glow around his body. A martial skill that boosts speed using mana. A skill that non elemental users use in fights. Of course like all magic there are different levels to it. The effect of the ability depends on ones own physical ability and mana reserves.
Tark swings down the heavy sword across the back of Eto. Blood gushes out across the cut. Eto screams in agony and loses concentration on the Javelin. It's embued with my magical signature. My intention was for it to pierce through him and set him on fire. Just because he stopped it doesn't mean it's going to stop. When his arms collapse as he screams in pain, the Javelin hits him right in the chest. Immediately he's entire body catches on fire as he screams even more. You over estimated yourself Eto. I'm sorry but this simply means your end.
"We should live! Remember the Beastkin from earlier, they might be tracking us!" Tark says and returns to the squad.
I stand next to Eto who's squirming on the ground. He's burnt black from flames and lying unmoving. For some reason I can't help but get this unfulfilled feeling. Like I'm missing something. The winds are still raging strong. The storm clouds have turned even darker. There is thundering in the clouds with flashes of lightning. I still can't sense external mana sources but even I can feel the magical energy going wild there.
"It's not over yet!" A familiar voice suddenly calls below. I look down to see Eto struggling to his knees. He's completely cover in black sut and blood. His entire body shakes as he wills himself to stand. From his stomach rises that aura from before. An aura of black and red flames surround him. A peculiar magical energy if I've ever seen one. I've witnessed quite a few magical energy aura in my time with the army. He's is very unique. Thick and intense yet agile and firm. It's very mystical and almost godly.
"I cannot afford to die just yet!" He says and starts walking straight for Helena. Walking passed me like I don't even exist.
"What the hell is your problem!? Stop this already!" I run to his front and stop him.
I can see that he doesn't want to do this but like he doesn't have a choice. Wait a minute, he mentioned something before all of this. He said he could cancel it but what the hell does this have to do with me not wanting children? I'm missing something here.
"Why are you doing this!?" A voice suddenly calls from behind. I look up to see Eto is gone. I quickly turn to see him attacking the guards. He cuts down 1… 2… 3…. And 4. Tark finally intercepts his rampage. The two are caught in a stalemate with neither able to overpower the other. Tark is even using his full power Martial Arts Strength Boost. Signified by a thicker more intense red glow of magical energy surrounding him.
"Please stop this or I will have to kill You!!" Tark adds. Like I thought, he still holds reservations for Eto. Trying to grant him some mercy.
"This is not something personal, I cannot just die!" Eto screams and pushed away Tark. Unbelievable. Even at full strength he's holding off the legendary Captain Tark. Rumoured to have been a former A-rank Adventurer. "I'm sorry captain Tark but for my own ambitions I cannot afford to die so early!" He adds before jumping away a few feet.
He proceeds drop his sword while his aura still raged on. He bends his knees in a weird pose and pushed out his hands. "If I can't beat you using my own strength, I just have to beat you with something else." The fiery aura surrounding him dissipates like flames. "KAAAAA!!!!! MEEEE!!!!" He pulls his hands down to his hip like holding something by his hip. His hands appear to be holding something but it's empty.
Suddenly a huge bolt of lightning strikes the ground just ahead of Eto. From the smoke and dust reveals a tall lean shadowy figure. Once the dust and smoke clears, it reveals a man. A very attractive man in weird clothes.
"KYLE!!? What the hell are you doing here!?" Eto immediately recognized the stranger.
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