by J Silverado
Now it is the turn of Galaniel to be silent, assessing the situation, until he answers: – Galator. – The coach abruptly rises, goes to the door and opens it, looking at the empty corridor, then again he closes the door, locked it with key this time. Back to sitting and looking to Galaniel, for a moment, he speaks: – I knew your father and I was one of his men. I never knew better leader or warrior. He was in his last battle and... I was the one who took his body into the city. – He did silence for Galaniel assimilate the information. – Today, it is dangerous to want to be a Guardian, boy. – Why, sir? – For those who are in power do not want our strong caste, they want us weak and blended, outcasts. Every recruit who comes here, do the same question and I asked each answer to me with one of three options. I rebuke and make a long speech about the importance of our caste, our pride and honor. – Hmm, so Temar left yellow – Galaniel thinks. – You are the first, since I joined this function, which accounts Defense. So, I was sure that both the castes were guardians, and I know well the Boldar general. He's a great forward. – Yes, and a great stepfather. – Feltam is thoughtful for a moment. – Although I do this reprimand to recruits know that, even so, they will focus their training what so had already decided. So you do not draw attention, while with his companions, you will learn to attack and when we are alone, I teach you about the defense. Do you agree? – Yes, sir – Galaniel replied, with a smile of satisfaction. – Only you will work much more than others, you understand that, right? – Yes, sir, I understand. – Then go finish getting ready, it will soon be noon. – Courage and Honor, sir – the handler welcomes while walking to open the door.
- Galaniel – sir? – Do not think that you will have some special treatment with our conversation. Quite the contrary. – Yes, sir! – the recruit answerst, closing the door then.
The Rift
Then the first rays of sun emerge on the horizon, the group is already on the way to the crack entry site.
Everyone knew that this was the moment when the infernal less saw, because of the contrast between darkness and light affected their damn eyes.
They chose the right down of the hill, protected by earth and stones. Only when they reached the foot they began to walk toward the slot, hiding among the rocks on the way.
When they were near the small entrance, they saw the guards. – There are two spectra, each facing one side. We need to get them all at once, else they call the rest and then... Then it is better they could not see us – Rion whispers to the other. The best archer among them was Relfer, who was given the task.
Codaino was tasked with creating a dark mist for anyone to see the brightness of disembodiment. Hrothgar was in support of his brother, because if he erred one of the arrows, he would use his javelin. Galaniel raises his right hand, with only three fingers raised and Relfer nods his head. The guardian lowers the first, Codaino casts the spell, then lowers the second, and last, he uses the indicator pointing to the forward who puts half body out of the rock in which is hidden, puts the bow horizontally and shoots two arrows at once the two devils, hitting them in full.
The green cloud is hidden by Codaino’s fog and no noise is heard, everything goes on as if nothing had happened. Hrothgar taps lightly on the back of his brother, congratulating him, and the group walks in single file to the entrance, now released. Rion comes first, followed by the brothers after Pelokir, Codaino and finally Galaniel who, before entering again, makes sure that no one is watching.
The entrance is very narrow and long. The warriors can, with great difficulty, cross it and come to go with about twenty square meters. In it, there was a hole that was sometimes the door.
The heat was intense and the smell of sulfur much greater than the surface. Leaving the go, they started walking, stealthily and silently down a corridor, looking for stay back to the wall. That underground seemed a maze, with several corridors and passageways that gave access to other spans.
The group was following Galaniel that every of fork chose to pass on the left, until they came to an opening that came to an immense will and in it had dozens of small pairs of uniform hills, like large cocoons. To get closer, they saw that there were bodies in those hills, always one to each pair, all sealed with some kind of semi-transparent substance.
A pipeline that went cocoon to cocoon, came to their faces and covered their noses and mouths. – Those that were taken! They're all down here! – Codaino whispers. – Are they alive? – Pelokir asks. – We will open one and see? – Hrothgar answers. – No. We do not have enough people to save the others. Let's find the Nirm and then came back – Rion responds. – But how do we find her? – Relfer questions. The group is silent. – She is not in this room, go down the stairs that are on the third go right. – Galaniel suddenly hears a voice in his head. He looks scared sideways and can not see anyone of the other companions. Without understanding exactly why, he decides to obey. – This way – he says, walking to the stairs and the group follows its leader.
When they finish the stairs, again the voice is heard: – cross this hall and go into the first, go down another flight of stairs. – Without hesitation, Galaniel goes to the indicated place. – Watch Out! – The voice said, before the guardian entered of the new hall. By watching, sneak, Galaniel sees three spectra carrying a body and placing it in one of the mountains, then the cocoon begins to shine and when the light ends, it is sealed as the others.
The demons come out at the end of the hall – the fourth bedroom cocoon from right to left – again the mysterious voice pronounced. On reaching the hill, Galaniel can hardly believe his eyes. There she was, Nirmiriel, or at least her body. The guardian takes his dagger and begins to dig the substance while the rest of the group look at the cocoon disbelief. – Don’t Stop! First you must disembodies it, or the link is cut off and she will die. – Galaniel stops. – What happened? – Rion asks. – We need damn disembodied her body – Galaniel responds. – How come? – Codaino asks.
Then the voice answers the guardian: – see the pair of cocoons at the left. – The Guardian looks at the other cocoon and then he understands. – Look, because this they are in pairs.
The group looks and sees: on one side the body of a human and on the other a bloody body still in training. – Because of this we need to kill this spectrum that his soul returns to his body while the new is rebuilt. – How do you know these things, Gala? How did you find the Nirm? – Rion questions. – Something... Someone is helping us... – Who? – He also questions Pelokir. – I... I do not know... But something tells me that I trust... – For me it is a good size. What should we do now? – Rion asks in support. – Remove the cocoon of the seal, but do not mess with the body, it will attract the spectrum... But he will not come alone – Galaniel heard again in his head. – Get ready for the fight, let's open the cocoon, but do not touch the body.
The lounge has two entrances. Rion and Hrothgar position themselves on the far left, Relfer and Codaino on the right. Pelokir, who could heal both doubles where he was, helped with his daggers to Galaniel cut the edges of the substance. So they end to cut and remove the cover that sealed the cocoon, howls and roars echo in the hall. – Attention! There they come – Rion warns the group.
The first demons passing through the openings are immediately disembodied by Relfer’s arrows and Rion’s ax. – When Nirmiriel enter, destroy the vain – Galaniel commands, going to the center of the room along with Pelokir.
Taking advantage of the green cloud of the first demons three will pass through the left and two at the right, none of them are Nirmiriel. – Hell! So far nothing – Codaino exclaims, while a beam of electricity part of the top of his staff and evaporated two spectra ahead. – That's exactly where we are, dear friend – Rion responds to the mentale, while avoiding the clutches of the demon which fights with him, then turn his battle-ax and cut off the enemy's head.
Hrothgar throws one of his darts reaching the nape of the winged demon that had managed to enter. Reinforcements arrive, ten hellish step i
nto the hall, six of them with wings, the fight is fierce, the guardian fight with three in the middle, defending Pelokir, which keeps the group struggling to heal the wounds of each.
Each of the double is struggling with four cursed, and then enter thirteen enemies, including Nirmiriel. Seeing the body of his wife fucking, Galaniel commands the maneuver: – close the gaps! Pelokir, when I move me, give me extra strength and heightened protection. Rion, use the palms when I say. Hrothgar and Relfer, arrows and darts. Cod, electric Rain. – So, the keeper removes one of his opponents with a sword while stuns a second. Pelokir takes advantage of the gap and throws one of his daggers in the neck of the third party, while the double seal the gaps with landslides.
Galaniel parts in shot for the end of the hall, away from the group and the cocoons. When he comes, he turns into battle, and sings the powerful mantra of war - Trum hoan wher laikan. – Both his shield as his sword begin to emanate a red light.
Then the guardian howls in defiance of the horde that attacks them. Then he begins to beat the sword in the face of his shell and metal on metal sounds begin to expand, taking account of the hall and suddenly the damn things begin to cover their ears and they writhe in pain. Filled with anger, they abandon their enemies and run towards the forward.
When they are almost reaching him, Galaniel raises the sword saying – now! – Rion immediately put his arms forward, with the hands together and flattened the front of the body, while focusing its essence, doing hands shine and, immediately, opens and closes his arms, clapping his hands on each other, causing a shock wave that part towards the enemies, causing them to become stunned. It is the turn the brothers send a load of arrows and darts, followed by electric rain, caused by Codaino. Galaniel guards him with the shield and with the help of Pelokir while fighting with the remaining demons.
Nirmiriel and two winged still had escaped the attack and aggression towards the keeper with full force: claws, stones, acid and damn energy. Galaniel could barely defend him because of his injuries in the previous massive attack. Thus, Rion and Relfer, using their increased speed, can separate the other spectra, leaving only Nirmiriel struggling with Galaniel. – You'll never get this soul back, human! It has been with me for many years – the guardian disdains of the spectrum with his raspy voice: – this is what we shall see, demon – Galaniel responds, slipping the blade of his sword in the spectrum armor.
Startled, the demon flaps its deformed wings, gains altitude and says: – It is mine and I would rather kill her before losing her – and it sets off towards the cocoon with the body of Nirmiriel. – Attack. Do not let her get to the cocoon - Galaniel calls his companions, as it begins to run.
Hrothgar throws a dart, running through one of demon’s wings, but only delaying it, while Codaino sends a discharge of energy to the spectrum, from it unfortunately, it can dodge. When the spectrum is almost reaching the cocoon, Galaniel sees that he can not reach it. Removing the shield arm and holding the side, flinging it turning toward the demon, hitting it with violence and turning it into cloud, he stops only to stare at its tip on the wall behind the cocoon.
In contrast the other spectra, the cloud of Nirmiriel does not disappear, but is channeled to the cocoon of Nirmiriel’s body side. Rion and Relfer eliminate the last enemy and thus the group gathers around the cocoons of Nirmiriel. – See, the cocoon that was empty now has something brewing, a type of mass – Hrothgar said. – It is the new body damned beginning to form. And now, Gala? – Rion asks. – Well ... Now we remove this tube disgusting her and prays that she did not die – Galaniel responds, looking not much to show his distress. – Immobilize it, probably it will hurt – the group asks. Holding the head of his beloved with his left hand, he places his right over the part that covers the nose and mouth of Nirmiriel. He looks to the group and Rion nods. He breathes deeply and begins to remove the tubes.
Immediately, the body starts fidgeting and shaking. Galaniel accelerates the process as thin and flexible tubes leaving the nose and the mouth. – It seems to have no end – Relfer exclaims until almost a meter pipes leave Nirmiriel. Immediately, she stops breathing. – She's dying! Pelokir, try something – Galaniel says in despair. The bionte try different spells, but without success. – Shock! - Galaniel listens the voice again. The guardian, for a moment, thinks and then takes the body of his wife in his arms and commands the mentale: – Codaino, hit me with a lightning discharge - But Gala, you can die. – Come on, man! I did not come here to lose my wife again. – Then he turns his back, protecting Nirmiriel.
The mentale casts the spell and fire the beam of electricity hitting the shot in full. Electricity passes through Galaniel’s body and also affects Nirmiriel, both shake and then fall to the ground, with the keeper still holding. Moments that seem ages pass, until they hear a groan. Then Nirmiriel moves the arms and then slowly open her eyes.
The group goes in aid of the two. Rion gently removes Nirmiriel top over of Galaniel who was still unconscious while Pelokir assumes the guardian's care. Nirmiriel tries to speak but only cough. Rion offers water, she takes the flask and starts drinking greedily – Easy, or you will vomit – he speaks along, holding the flask and prevents her to continue drinking – What... What happened? What is this place? – We are in the slot, Nirm, you were taken by the Wraith to have been selected in the call. – Meanwhile, Pelokir continues to deal with Galaniel. – I do not understand, I managed to treat your body, but no matter how hard I try, he does not wake up... I do not understand... – Codaino speaks with the bionte. – Keep trying – the mentale reinforces. – And how did you find me? How did you get here? – Nirmiriel asks after drinking a little more water. - That you'll have to ask for your husband – Rion responds. - Galaniel?! Is he here? Where? - The mentale starts looking sideways until Rion turns to where is the body of the guardian. – What happened to him? – He received a discharge energy to try to wake you - My God! Is he alive...? – Yes, I took care of his wounds, but he... Do not wake up... – Pelokir answers. Nirmiriel tries to get up but she can not.
Rion ups her and helping her walk, takes Nirmiriel to her husband, sitting beside him. - Hi, my love, do you not want to talk to me? Are not you miss? – She removes the helmet of Galaniel and runs a hand in her hair while talking. – You had all this trouble to rescue me and resolves now sleep? I think I know what you need. – So Nirmiriel approaches her face to her husband’s and kissed him deeply.
With the tilt of her head, the necklace what was on his neck comes out of his shirt, approaching the body of her loved one and the power of attraction contained in the pendant, makes the other half of the stone, attached to the collar of Galaniel, guardian armor skirts and joins again, issuing a brief flash of blue light.
Galaniel slowly opens his eyes and takes a right hand to the head of Nirmiriel, deepening his fingers in her long blond hair that, to feel the hand of his beloved, smiles and stands up, making a new blue glow to be seen. – So you just wanted a kiss, right? – I'm not sure what happened, everything was dark except for a small blue light, I decided to follow it and woke up with you kissing me. – Er... I hate to interrupt, but... We have to solve some problems - Rion speaks to the couple, signaling with his eyes and his head to the sealed gaps. Galaniel gets up and helps Nirmiriel to stand. - Situation? – the guardian asks, replacing the helmet.
The enemies are almost breaking the barrier we did and, by the noise, brought heavy load – Hrothgar tells. – Go to the left corner of the room and make a hole in the ground – the voice recommends. – Come on, here. – Galaniel walks to the location indicated. – Break the ground. – But, Gala, we need to get away... and the surface... It's up to – Relfer questions. – The two outputs are full of enemies, we need a third way – he responds by making an X with the tip of the shell.
Rion takes his hatchet and begins to beat violently on the ground, followed by spells of mentales’ hammer. Nirmiriel tries to help, but she is still very weak. The ground begins to crumble slowly first small cracks, holes a
fter, until, with a final ax blow a hole two feet in diameter opens, right into a small chamber which was just below. The group moves to the lower floor, which seemed a deposit of armor of hellish creatures. Above, a noise indicated that one of the outside spans opens. - Come on, they were able to enter. The group leaves the room, goes right to a large and deep cave, with only a narrow trail, connecting the various inputs. – Look for the exit – Galaniel speaks to the group, which starts rummaging entries looking for passage, without success. Then a noise of incessant cries begins to be heard everywhere. - It is an alarm! We need to get away as soon as possible - Rion warns.
Training
Upon arriving in the room, Temar was still downcast. – Come on, mate, cheer up. The training is about to start – Galaniel tries shake him, tapping on his back, which, after it seemed a little less slaughtered.
At noon, the thirteen recruits were profiled in four rows. Feltam enters the hall "G", positioned in front of the recruits. – Okay, with that last Molodok have quorum to begin training. Some of you have come a few days, others just today – he says, glancing at Temar and Galaniel. – So the first question I ask you is: – what you are? – The group answered in one voice: - Guardians! – Wrong! – He answer making a dramatic pause, while the recruits look at each other and then continues: – part, of inexperienced! That's what you are, until I say otherwise. – Yes, sir! – Now I want to see how is the strength of my part, of inexperienced: fifty laps by Citadel. You have three hours – he speechs, pointing to the hourglass. – I'll be out there to see if you are doing the right exercise. Start now!