Chapitre 302: The Strings of Fate - Part 1

It didn't make sense to Jok. It went against all the experience that he'd gathered. How, against such crushing weight, could a boy of that strength not be crushed?

The Yarmdon commander had realized it a time ago – it was not the boy's strength that was holding him up. It was something else. An unbelievable resilience. It was as though they were trying to cut at and grasp the wind. The more force they sent at him, and the harder they tried, the more difficult it became.

"Gorm would end him in a single swing… but still, this is… this is unnerving," Jok said with a shudder. It was as though he was battling a ghost rather than a man.

Chapter 27 – The Strings of Fate

In the gloom of uncertainty, there wavered a few dots left of dying light. In the void of the unknown, a will was born, a hope, shared by many. A hope for a solution to an impossible problem. The hope for the strength to overcome a crushing and pressing obstacle, that was their hope.