Capítulo 18: Needle in a hay sack
Ustra had not uttered a word ever since we got into the couch.
I knew she was burning with fury.
But I guess the fate that had befallen either of us left no one but Fyren to blame.
Although the misty and foggy atmosphere gave an obvious sign in an area around the island, I knew some mystrious powers were at work.
Probably to prevent an enemy from launching a sudden attack on the prince.
A long curving beach backed up by trees and green lushes made it looked like twinkling light everywhere.
I saw several large houses around.
Ustra motioned forward approaching the gate.
it was not that clear enough, but I watched how she made some signs gesturing with her hands.
The door repulsed Ustra's chant and signs, unfortunately that would cause an havoc.
Immediately, I saw fumes.
Red fumes and fire exuding from Ustra's waist upwards down to her fingers.
They were burning with bright blue flames, that spelt the fury it burns with.
Ustra blasted the doors open.
The crashing sound attracted the guard s attention.
A fairy red arrow -like snakes were shot at us and the wave coming forcefully with the arrows were powerful enough to cut through the skin without touching one .
I yelled in pain as I fell to the ground
"Arghh!."
My left arm were already hurt by waves. My blood dripped slowing like a sipping fountain.
Ustra held me quickly.
"Hey! hey! hold on ! Hold on Tan"
she jerked me vigorously as she quietly moved me to a safer place.
"Fyren!" Ustra screamed "Your lord Is here"
I think the guards never knew it was Ustra at first or probably they pretended.
either way,
They had a silly nerve wrecking gut!.
I never trusted prince Fyren.
I heard the echoes of claps, it was prince Fyren.
The donkey,
little monster.
I chuckled quitely to myself.
T h e misty atmosphere sudenly cleared up.
His straight white linen robe made his skin clearer.
His face, surrounded by the soft blond hair with somewhat
wide strong jaw-line, his feature's were well defined.
I wasn't stable enough to observe how he really looked at the meeting.
I loved how beautiful he looked.
Unfortunately, Ustra might not like that.
His slim and spry compact radiated then rosy cheeks in a
merry face and a twinkle of his pale greyish brown eyes.
I saw him walk down from his pavement.
His castle was surrounded with giant cactus.
He flashed her a huge grin when he saw it was her.
"Hi lord Ustra!"he exclaimed, then he motioned closer to
Ustra adding over his shoulder,
"Ustra has your quest for power suddenly turned you into a complete nuisance?"
"Fyren!, you know you stand no chance with me.
Where is Agrabos and where are the captives?!"
"Looks like it's been a while we played Ustra.
i know you're powerful but the old Fyren is gone".
Ustra pulled the dunes into the air.
The pure blissful air got ruptured with a thick atmosphere of dust and sand.
She had filled his mouth with sand already.
I think that infuriated pince fyren the more.
The splash of sand must have gulped down his throat.
The humiliation he suffered in front of his guards or would I say lovers sitting around the royal oak chair behind the huge wedged door closer to the poles, was quite unbearable I know.
Prince Fyren was quite a catch, the ladies men obviously.
I watched as the ladies at the pavement of his castle whoo'd and woow'd it was as though a blacksmith was compressing and repressing the bellows.
Ustra's hood got blown off by the wind and her face shone brightly with sparks of lightning.
I gasped just like everyone around did too.
I wouldn't know why, but the guards turned their backs immediately.
And the ladies slobbing around scrambled away.
"No!, The goddess of the moon has possessed her!." One Screamed.
I think this sort of rage between the siblings had never occurred to this extent before.
I sat up as I observed Ustra for a while,
She seem to have a huge control over thunder and everything.
Her blue sparkling eyes shone so brightly that they looked exactly like that of a goddess of a truth.
But something caught my attention,
"the goddess of Moon?" I exclaimed.
I looked at my wrist to be sure the pearl was still there.
"Grandpa Yuan Ralph." I whispered to the pearl.
I saw a greyish mist emanate around the pearl as it dazzled.
It was grandpa Yuan Ralph.
I almost couldn't tell apart the dust in the air and grandpa Ralph's spirit.
"Yes? Tanya?," He retorted.
I turned to the right side, there were no hidden places on the plain. So I crawled closer to the walls.
"Grandpa you said the Moon witch felt your presence right?"
He nodded.
"And Ustra attacked us just some hours after you appeared in your true from."
He nodded again,
"Yes Tanya.".
"Then is Ustra the Moon witch?" I asked.
The clouds of complete dust and thunder rose heavily to the sky. It seemed like some destructive sand storm had erupted from the blues.
The whistling sounds almost pierced through my ears.
I dabbed at my forehead,
"Grandpa Ralph, is she?" I asked again.
"No Tanya she isn't" he paused.
"But what I don't understand is why she wields the Witch's power.
You must beware of her. The moon witch must not see you.
I have to leave now.".
He disappeared.
I hesitated for a while, trying to understand why grandpa Yuan Ralph would, most times leave in a hurry.
The lump in my throat expanded to a quivering voice as I watched Ustra make a ball of fire and prince Fyren acted fast.
He made signs with his hands, swaying them in circles.
He launched a huge wave when he jerked his hands forward.
Some of the guards fell to the ground.
A silver transparent shield appeared that shielded him from the fire ball Ustra aimed at him.
But the lightning that followed wasn't an easy one.
The lightning on Ustra's face went straight behind his shield and tired up his hands like the magic web.
Prince Fyren was also a strong fighter, but Ustra seem a bit faster than he is.
Prince Fyren staggered and struggled violently with the web, because it did hurt.
He pulled a sword, that flew in from nowhere at Ustra's direction.
Unfortunately, he couldn't wield it well, his hands were cuffed already.
"Arrest Ustra!." He yelled at his guards
But non of them dared to move an inch.
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