The Shadow Men slowly began to spin around the altar the half-siblings were standing on. Their weapons faded and strode back and forth, if they were trying to hypnotize their duo opponents.
“So we see you still have the memories intact and we tried to kill you. As you see, somehow we couldn’t kill the Demigod or the few White Knights, because of barriers the White Knights put in place. So, we decided to imprison you. Keep you from escaping and trying to help out your brother.
“We have hoped you would stay hidden in the cold, dank, underground chamber, but our master had other plans: he sent Belverda and Ralenskrit and try to find by any method to turn the Demigod to Shadow. Even without your full divinity that makes you half god, Valverno, you’re embryo form still had divine power that kept you from turning to our side. Too bad you choose the losing side.”
“Then I am glad your master sent those two servants to awake me from my slumber,” said Valverno. “Now I am awake, I will become the weapon he never thought of creating: killing him instead of becoming a weapon for him. And I know what happened to the Dragon, Ralenskrit; he is in stone form.”
“The foolish dragon! He had such regrets of working for our master, now he paid the price. Abandon as a hatchling, our master found him and trained him how to mind-control the dead. After many years of training, Ralenskrit tried to do it on you after your bottle exploded, but your willpower kept Ralenskrit from trying and somehow he had a change of heart when he saw you. The Dragon showed much promise to our master, now he dead Dragon.”
For the first time, Valverno had heard the past of Ralenskrit, never knowing the Dragon he thought to be his father was raised by Lusìvar. Valverno heard something about it that was familiar: abandoned. Valverno was abandoned by the two scientists he guessed who never find out the truth about his birthright.
Whatever Ralenskrit done in his lifetime Valverno couldn’t care about it; Ralenskrit was now in stone form. There was nothing Valverno could to undo what has been done. From what Valverno knew: Ralenskrit was consumed with great regret and took his own life in great shame. His vengeance lay upon the second and last scientist: Belverda.
“Now we would have to depart!”
The Shadow Men faded from view and their cloud forms left behind fading fogs that evaporated into the thin air. “Our work is has been put on delay, but it is of no concern; there are other small army units around Shimabellia to put into place. And we will start in the Western Region, and resume with smaller skirmishes and lone-wolf attacks in the Northern Region in some months.”
After the fogs faded, there was silence.
Valverno and Sora looked toward the village and saw many disastrous things all across the village and the battlefield, as what seemed creatures and humans lying dead everywhere.
A GREAT SHOCK
Valverno and Sora dashed to the battlefield and saw many bodies of human soldiers and evil creatures piled over each other. There were hundreds of corpses stretching over a short terrain. They saw human soldiers walking around the dead and looking to see what was dead or playing dead while walking upon the corpses.
They walked upon the dead lying on their feet. Never before have they experienced such a landfill of bloodshed wiped away in a single day. Instead of having joy or excitement on what seamlessly to be a victory, Valverno and Sora have spent some short hours going through the dead carcasses surrounding the outline of the village’s southern terrain.
They never felt so much dread from looking at so much death. They would have known what a few small numbers or by a dozen wasn’t too bad, but this was their first time seeing a landfill of lifeless bodies.
“Is this it? Is this really what we are trying to avoid of doing?” asked Sora.
“I don’t know now,” said Valverno. “I’d never wanted so much bloodshed being spelt near homes of the people who laid down their lives for their families. I was trying to avoid of have this kind of catastrophe from happening everywhere. Now, the families living in the village are going to be heart-broken by the lives they lost here. Did you lead these people to victory as I asked you to do?”
“Yes, and they responded well when I took over in your stead. I gave the exact orders on counterattacking against the witch’s army. I left when that man, Teutates, came charging in with a thousand or so horsemen and they attacked from two different sides.”
Valverno hummed to himself. He learned Teutates is the leader of the Lion Clan, believed to consist of brute fighters, and may also have calvary at his disposal. The Lion Clan could certainly help out a lot, seeing how the Lion Clan may have the biggest and strongest army the Northern Region has to offer.
“If you’re thinking of trying to win over the man’s loyalty and pledge his service to you, he isn’t going to do that. He is going to see you as an enemy and he won’t give up the army to you.”
“Which is why an alliance would be better than having a servant.”
“He won’t be allies with anybody who has magical power or ancient people like us from Pangaea; he only likes mankind and he will keep to the humans.”
Valverno looked around the battlefield. There were almost fifty horsemen out and about, and he couldn’t
