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The night rose and fireflies sneaked out and lightened the perimeter, like little stars spreading around.
A crowd gathered down the hill, the king wore a golden robe and made his way among Werewolves, Pixies, humans, three Minotaurs, a few Centaurs, and the glowing peacock.
Frank was slouched, standing near Leon. An owl sat on a branch. The night was calm and ethereal. The king stood on the edge of a rock, where the moon was full, glowing behind him. The breeze blew and danced with his long black silky hair, exposing his beauty.
"I gathered you here, to remark the main reason that I am here instead of sitting on my throne and order you to take care of the land."
He directed to the dark throat of the mountain. A shriek resounded and Frank could swear that thuds were shaking the ground under his feet.
"I heard noises that you think this human will cause chaos. But you are truly wrong. The vampires and dark magicians are after the war with us. These beasts are coming through the cracks and now I have no doubt malice intentions are seeking our lands."
The whisperers began to talk, what their king accounted needed a clue to be approved. They all knew that he left to survey over the beasts but returned with this human magician.
"What clue we must rely on?"
A centaur asked.
"Sir, Hegos! How long is that you did not see Samuel?"
The centaur with green eyes frowned. It was around a year.
"Well, we all know that he is on a mission since last year."
"I sent him to gather information."
The noises turned to silence.
"Now, bare your blades and bows. We are going to expose our power to the devil who was once one of us."
He unsheathed his sword, white flames splashed and washed the silver. Leon jumped up standing beside his brother, "Long Live King William." he shouted.
The crowd recited the slogan, except one person who William was peering at him. He didn't expect too much from Holcane as he was always ruthless and stern.
Turning to the mount's throat, the king peeked at the Peacock faerie, "please watch them from here with the boy."
Jumping down the rock, master Nonen smiled, so this was the king he avoided. Seemed he missed too much of it.
"Impressive!" His hand landed on Frank's shoulder. The boy flinched, he couldn't get used to these faeries and his new life this soon, especially, Holcane's eyes were tearing him to pieces.
Master Nonen pushed him up the rock and watched how the faeries seized for the dark shadows that were coming out of the darkness. The distance was too much as the land among them was vastly covered by rough sharp spiky rocks.
Frank couldn't see much but the faerie could.
Centaurs put the arrows in their bows, the nibs plated with salt, they aimed and released the strings. The wind blew hard, brought more speed to the feathers on the tails of the arrows, and sat on eyes.
The beasts were huge, huge lizards that could walk, some smaller ones had wings, exposing their fangs poison was dribbling down them. Skins were dark green with brown dots. Their eyes were red with vertical pupils.
The centaurs chose them and seized ahead with the assist of Omegas. Sigo and his man went to the flying ones that were smaller at the size of a cat but disastrous as their bite could turn a faerie to ash if they didn't get the antidote.
"Leon, the snake is coming!"
William shouted, the wolves stopped before the mountain throat, some of the Betas climbed the rocks, managing to take the coming beast under siege.
On the rock, Frank just could hear noises the rest was small in his sight.
"I can't see those beasts."
Master Nonen looked at him.
"Look into my eyes!" He ordered.
What? Those eyes were terrifying and he could have wet himself because of that.
He couldn't reject what he desired and had to hold his courage, looking into the sheer black eyes.
He spat on his face!
Frank screamed and fell on his knees! It was burning madly, he was trying the clean the saliva off his eyes but it was getting worse, infiltrating more. After a minute his eyes soothed. Looking at the further view, the blur slowly decreased and he saw a giant snake with triple heads. It was black, eyes as red as blood and its flakes were as hard as iron, could those small swords pass through that rough skin?
"Can they kill it?"
As he said that, William was surging ahead, the snake tail swirled, hovered in the air, and aimed to lash the King but he masterfully dodged, jumping on a rock but again the tail shattered the stones.
The heads could watch over either side. Nothing could slip out of those smart and strong sensors.
"That snake! That's the problem! The gem on its middle head must be broken otherwise it can't die and would sneak out with more reptiles."
"It is hard to approach that head!"
"Let's see, I'm curious to know how the king would kill it."
It took a long time when faeries would finally kill the smaller giants. They took the wounded ones back before they turn to ash but Holcane rushed to one of his fellows, he was badly injured, his hand was gone and the poison took all of his body.
Holcane dragged him out of the ruin that snake had made, grabbing his other hand, "hang on brother."
"I am done!" He gasped, words hardly escaped his mouth.
"Calm down, I am taking you back."
The faerie directed to William with his eyes, "trust our King! He is the bravest one among...."
The words choked in his throat and his eyes turned dark.
Holcane howled, his tears fell on the spattering ash that left his hands. Those beasts caused this, he couldn't even take his body to his wife, he could gain no grave and this was unforgivable.
He repeatedly howled in agony to let the others know that a warrior was gone, with no soul to leave this world.
William formed entirely after hearing his brother, holding his sword tightly, he jumped on the snake.
"Leon, break the rocks."
He wanted to devastate the rocks on the snake, sacrificing himself to reach the glowing red gem on the middle head, the gem that used to be called, the third eye of the devil.
"Stay here, kid! Your king is too brave and needs my aid."
Master Nonen flashed there in a blink, while frank was cringed out of awe. The King jumped on those sharp flakes and galloped ahead, ignoring the wounds that strange armor of the snake could sketch on his body.. Frank found himself not being able to breathe, he fell on his knees while couldn't close his circled eyes.
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