บท 20: RED TEMPLARS
At a land far away from the Wastelands, in one of the seven kingdoms.
It was a cold night and the sky was dark, filled with only a few lamps of bright shining stars that were only half visible. Thanks to the heavy snowy clouds. It seemed like the shine of the stars merged with the light of the silver moon that hang on the gloomy sky.
The season was winter, the coldest one in a decade. At the top of a majestic craggy, snow capped hill. There was eight heavily clocked group of seven people standing behind a middle aged man, and strangely he looked exactly the same as Vespa but with a mohawk hairstyle.
The atmosphere was tense and the snow was falling non-stop from the hidden clouds in the sky. Statues peeked out under their new white caps, Footsteps and paw prints crisscrossed on the snowy hill, overlooking what was once a ; majestic, serene, spectacular and peaceful city yet there it was, burning!!
The fire burned in a colour one would have never thought of. It was blue yet orange at times. It had no culture, no pity and no mind. It consumed the whole city, reducing it to ash and foul molten remains of what was once the denizens of the city.
" With this much distraction. I think they will have no problem completing their mission." said one of them with a gruff voice.
" Failure is not tolerated, It's either their heads on a pike or ours." said another one with a croaky voice
" Enough with this silly talks. The mission will be completed." The voice was appealing and it was of a female. The female continued," Captain, Is something bothering you? you have been staring at that direction for an awfully long time."
Zespa held his left arm that had a small burned like scar. He sighed and muttered in a low voice," Why does it throb? The scar that has never before? Did something happen to you? oh my dear little brother?"
He crouched down and picked up a handfull of snow.
" The times will change again, The era of the seven kingdoms is going to end. Our father has promised us. Just like how the snow will clear when summer comes. Just like how war clears the mind of both men and women. just like how death is pending to life. So does destruction await those who oppose our father! Let's go Red Templars."
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Far east of the world. The wastelands.
" The storm has died off. It seems like a conclusion has been reached." said Ark as he looked around with curious eyes.
" Did he win? That guy was pretty strong." Asked Roho.
" Of course he won. He is my younger brother after all." said Ark resting his small clawed arms on his chest.
What remained of the 150 strong enforcers, lay on the ground exhausted. They anxiously awaited the outcome of the battle of the commander. Some of them still held some hope and didn't yet resign their fate.
'Creaakk' The door to the house opened. A bloody Keiser who was topless and only wore a short stepped out of the house. He swayed right to left as he walked towards Ark and Roho.
Keiser passed by the enforcers one by one. They all knew the outcome of the fight the moment Keiser stepped out. Their commander lost the battle, most likely dead and they would be next as well even if Keiser did let go of them, the usman clan will not. Such was the tradition of the Wastelands. A soldier must follow his commander even to the next life.
" You sure took you time dealing with a small time fry like that." Roho was glad Keiser came back in one piece. He had a big smile on his face.
" Sorry, I made you guys stay behind." said Keiser. He tried to laugh but coughed blood as he held his chest.
Ark glided down towards Keiser and said in a worried voice. " Are you injured?"
Keiser wiped his mouth," This is nothing! just some broken ribs. It will heal up in a couple hours. But more importantly has everyone retreated into the restaurnant?"
" Well, we did send all of the townsmen that survived through the portal except for that kid. He was stubborn and insisted in waiting for you." said Roho.
" What's your name?" asked Keiser.
The youth stood up from the ground clumsily and said," my name is Diaz, sir."
"You don't have to be so formal. Just call me Keiser or Emperor Keiser or Emperor king Keiser." Keiser had a warm smile on his face as he spoke to the youth.
" Let's go! Hurry up! We are running out of time boys." Jerry was gasping for breath as he strangely appeared out of nowhere.
"Let's bury the folks that unfortunately lost their lives here first. that's the least I could do for them." Said keiser after nodding his head at Jerry.
In the middle area of the Usman city, 'Swoosh' . " What was that? I swear I just heard something go by and where did all this water come from?" said a female that was drying her clothes on a rope.
The clan leader was going at his fastest speed. He never expected someone strong enough to battle Vespa would be involved with the Happy Gang. He was anxious that he would arrive there only when it was too late. The message Vespa sent him only contained bad news. It also did mention several Siris within the enemies ranks.
" I better take care of this before they arrive. Ah such a headache this day is turning into." The clan leader was only a few minutes away from the outer skirts.
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