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They continued to walk the road on board of the clouds, Mohat and Shayla had no problem staying on those flying vehicles. Diosmed struggled to keep his balance, Emmanuel suffered from motion sickness, Damian instead was absorbed in his thoughts, while Tanya went left and right. At one point they stopped, and they found themselves before a deep gorge.
«Brace yourselves!» Mohat said.
They went in that abyss with high speed, the lights of the torches barely remained lit. The breeze and the chill that were felt at that moment, were all due to the great speed of the descent into the precipice. Without even noticing that they bottomed out, quickly climbed to the top where a dim light showed the exit.
«Wooo!» the guys shouted in chorus.
They came out from a Gray Cave, on which a red fire was drawn. They had arrived finally in the Village of Ravenat.
«We arrived. A few steps and we can also see the Nile» Mohat said.
«What is this Fire Symbol?» Tanya asked.
«Ravenat is the Village of the Fire, Zikùr of the Wind, Zakar of the Earth, Nilua of the W ater, Niver of the Ice, Niharat of the Light and Nirant of the Darkness» Shayla explained.
«What happened to these villages?» Damian asked.
«They were all destroyed, except Ravenat. The Pharaoh destroyed everything, he wanted at all costs the power that they kept inside. He does not know that power is handed down from generation to generation. Shayla and I received the Power of Wind, Raven, the village chief of Ravenat, the Power of Fire. We hold the real power and no one can ever steal it!» Mohat explained.
The Village of Ravenat was not very far from the Nile. It possessed all the red houses because they were built with the red clay. They had a dome shape and a triangular entrance. A path of red flames, one meter high and almost insurmountable, surrounded the village, but allowed to see its interior.
Mohat used the Wind Power against the flames and these increased in height.
«Ewew inan?»
«Who are you?» a voice asked in a language different from Mohat’s.
«I’m Mohat» he replied.
A gap in the flames opened and they could enter the village.
«Mohat they have taken it! They took Raven!» a little girl said running towards him.
«As I thought. The heat of the flames that protects the village is too weak compared to Raven’s, but you did a nice job, Lyùn» Mohat said.
All inhabitants arrived, they were different for the height, the tip or hair, but all possessed the common original features of the village. In fact, they had the red skin, auburn hair, and their eyes had the red pupil. They wore two long sheets of red cotton sewn together in such a way as to envelop the body and leave only the area of the right shoulder exposed.
«It’s just the Village of the Fire!» Emmanuel said with wonder.
«They have red eyes as the Demons?» Diosmed asked.
«No, look good. Only the pupil is red, instead the sclera is white, ignorant!» Tanya said.
«Mohat, noble warrior, they took Raven! He sacrificed himself for us!» the commoners said in chorus.
«How did they penetrate through the noble fire?» Shayla asked.
«It was a spirit! He entered the village, threatened to destroy everything and kill everyone by order of Naav! The Pharaoh wants the Power of Fire! Raven explained the whole story to him about the legacy of power, but he didn’t want to know anything about it. He had tremendous power, despite being just a ghost Ryun», a long-haired warrior.
«I know who he is! It’s the legendary King of Uruk! Gilgamesh!» an old man, with a long red beard that reached his feet, said.
«Fortunately for us, a Dark Warrior appeared out of nowhere and started attacking the Spirit, which instantly ran off with Raven» Lyùn explained.
«Will he be a demon, and why is he fighting a spirit?» Damian asked.
«Nobody knows this. Evil or not I do not know, but it is thanks to him that the village was not destroyed» Lyùn said.
«Now rest yourself, eat with us!» an old woman interrupted with a gentle tone.
They entered Raven’s house, all made of red clay. The house of the village chief was twice as large as that of the Village of Zikùr.
«Mohat then why did they take him?» Diosmed asked.
«There will be a reason. The other village chiefs have also been kidnapped!» Mohat replied.
«If Raven is n’t here, then who created the fire barrier?» Tanya asked.
«It was Lyùn, the Raven’s sister. She also inherited the Fire Power. Even if she’s just a little girl, she knows her stuff. As my brother and I inherited the Wind Power from our parents. All the other commoners, on the other hand, use this power discreetly» Shayla explained.
At the inside of the house red, they sat on the little red stools, with three feet, around a red table with an oval shape.
«I am Raàn, the grandmother of Raven and Lyùn. Today you are our guests» the old lady said.
She offered them some pies gazelle meat, fresh water and the village drink called “The Red Fire”, a very strong liquor with a dark red color.
«Mohat, I do not know who this spirit is, but he certainly works for the Pharaoh. And the story does not end there. Three days ago, the entire Nile has been drained and the surrounding areas have all become deserted» Lyùn said.
«It’s a tragedy! Now where will people get the water? Emmanuel said.
«Who did it? The spirit of Gilgamesh?» Damian asked.
«No, this is an even more evil beast. It is said that at every step everything becomes desert and that with his mouth he can devour the sea. He is huge and very fierce, only his name frightens. It’s the Behemot» Raan explained.
«He is one of the Seven Chief Demons!» Tanya said, widening her eyes.
«Whaaat?» the three boys said in chorus.
«Are you telling me that there’s another demon as strong as the Leviathan in this land?» Diosmed asked.
«Yes. And it is not the only problem» Tanya said.
«There is the Behemot who is a servant of the Devil, the Pharaoh Naav, Gilgamesh the evil spirit and finally the Dark Warrior. We have come to a dangerous place!» Damian said, amazed and at the same time fearful.
«But you came here for a purpose. You know where you leave from, but you don’t know what you find!» Mohat added.
«We need to find the spirit of Gilgamesh» Emmanuel suggested, and at that moment there was a scream and they all came out of the house.
«I saw them over the Nile! They are destroying everything!» a warrior said.
«Now we know where they are. Wise man, tell me about him!» Mohat asked proudly.
«It tells of his enchanting beauty and his unstoppable strength. Gilgamesh, son of a goddess and a human, for two of its parts is God, but is human for the rest. Arrogant and powerful as a star, he kept for himself all the women of his splendid city Uruk, located near the Euphrates river. The legendary king provoked the wrath of the people, who asked help from the Goddess Aruru to create a peer who could destroy him. The Goddess then created Enkidu, a half-man, half beast, that for a strange fate did not kill Gilgamesh, but he became a brother of him. Together they performed innumerable flights, such as the killing of Humbaba, guardian of the Garden of the Cedars, and of the Celestial Bull. The gods out of anger, then, made Enkidu sick and led him to death. Gilgamesh after the death of his brother, undertook the journey in search of the “Eternal Life”, but even his ancestor Utnapishtim helped him because the “Plant of the Eternal Youth”, which he himself had given, was eaten by a snake. Gilgamesh then realized that the men were all mortal, since the gods donated to man the death and held life for themselves» concluded the old commoner.
«Who evoked this spirit?» Diosmed asked.
«It is clear, Naav evocated him. The two Egyptians told us that he could communicate with the afterlife. We must defeat him to end all this!» Damian said.
«My eyes tell me to
meet Gilgamesh. First, however, we must go to the Sacred Stone. Shayla, let’s go» Mohat said and his sister nodded.
«How do you know where his sister is» Diosmed asked Damian.
«He sees her voice and she feels his eyes» Lyùn explained.
She was a young girl from the red skin with long red hair. She had a small nose, thin eyebrows and small red lips. Despite his young age, she had a great power within herself. By now, she knew more of an adult and its beauty shone from her red dress that completely enveloped.
The group went to the northwest corner of the village, where the Sacred Stone was located, a blue rhombus with dimensions of forty centimeters by diameter greater and thirty by smaller diameter, set in a red rock with a dome-shaped, high one meter.
«The Sacred Stone reawakens the dormant powers within each of us. Every living being has affinity for an element, Shayla and I have controlled the element of wind, Raven and Lyùn the fire. The inhabitants of our villages use fire or wind, but they do not have full control. Now try it yourself, place your right hand on the stone. The Solar Plexus, which is in the center of your body, will activate and show your power» Mohat urged them.
«I will go!» Diosmed said full of himself.
He put his hand on the Sacred Stone, from the contact sprang a light green electric shock that caused him to fall to the ground due to the large amount of energy.
«Yes, you’re the usual!» Tanya said laughing.
«The stone has spoken, you have the Element of Lightning. The next, now» Mohat said.
«Let me see what you can do!» Diosmed teased Tanya.
«Sure» Tanya replied. The girl put her hand on the stone and on her hand appeared a red flame with no problems.
«Element of Fire, the next» Mohat said.
Emmanuel stepped forward, put his hand and stone hissed, then from his palm came out a white light. Even him had no problems.
«Element of Light. It’s up to you, you’re the last» Mohat said, looking at Damian.
The young blond boy put his left hand on the stone. From the hand came out the darkness that pervaded the blue stone and the red rock, then as an explosion the stone chased him away, knocking his butt on the ground.
«I said the right hand! You two can’t control your powers! And you Damian, I know that your darkness is evil. If you do not learn to control it, you will be consumed by it! Come all with me, let us go in the Red Arena» Mohat said and the others followed him.
They arrived in the kind of arena, a rectangular ground made of clay. On the one hand, they set Mohat, Damian and Diosmed, while from the other Lyùn, Tanya, Shayla and Emmanuel.
«Close your eyes and use your mind. Think of your element, try to imagine it. Make it appear within you. Now open your palms towards the high and let go out your energy» Mohat and Lyùn said to the young heroes.
Tanya, Emmanuel and Shayla had no problems, their power manifested on their hands and they easily began to use it. It was much easier for Tanya to control it, because as Shayla she already knew how to control her power. Instead Emmanuel struggled a lot in the use of Power of White Light, which appeared and disappeared continuously. For Damian was a catastrophe, he could not control it. The darkness came out of the left hand and extended along the whole arm to the left half of the face. But it was the first time that he evoked that power without causing damage.
«Concentrate! You must make it a part of you!» Mohat said to Damian.
«Auch!» Diosmed shouted while blowing on his singed hands. Its Power of Lightning burned the skin, he had a long way to go.
They passed an hour to evoke and to try to control their powers. In the end, they all succeeded, except Damian. The sweat of fatigue flowed from his forehead, while the darkness tried to wrap him. Then due to the fatigue also that dark energy disappeared.
«That’s enough. Now rested and eat the “Red soup of Ravenat”» Mohat said.
The common people brought them food, it was a red soup made with a spicy sauce that burned the taste buds.
«Waaateer!» Diosmed shouted among the laughter of everyone.
That pot gave back the energy and also Damian felt like new.
«Don’t worry, you’ll soon learn to control it. You always have the Power of the Dragon from yours» Diosmed encouraged him.
«Wear these clothes, the desert journey will be a lot difficult» Lyùn said giving them a tagelmust, a white cotton belt which formed a turban on the head and left uncover only the eyes. Then they put on a long red woolen robe with long sleeves, which isolated them from the heat of the sun. Once they changed their clothes, they got on camels. Then the six boys greeted Ravenat and continued towards the Nile, all in a row, one behind the other. The camels were very powerful, they managed to cover a little over a kilometer in a short time in the dunes of golden sand, five meters high. Finally, they arrived in the place where few days before flowed the river Nile. His bed had been drained of its waters, it had almost become an integral part of the surrounding sandy lands, so that the camels could easily cross it because now the golden sand filled the overhang that separated the two shores.
«How can a demon do all this?» Damian asked.
«The Behemot is a calamity worse than the Leviathan» Tanya replied, shocked by the vision.
Suddenly the camels stopped, They didn’t want to walk anymore.
«Come on, good boy! Walk!» Diosmed ordered, unsuccessfully, shaking the reins.
«I see them! The Spirit and the Black Shadow are close! We continue on foot» Mohat said.
The Desert Ships ran away because of the chaos created by the battle. Damian and the others were forced to walk under the scorching Sun of Egypt. Closer they came, more they sensed great powers. They were two huge forces clashing. The two emanated a great energy despite being a dark shadow and a diaphanous spectrum.
«Mohat why they fight? Their strength is enormous!» Damian with wonder.
«I still don’t know why, but the darkness of the second is greater than of the first. Let us approach slowly, we must defeat the Shadow and and imprison Gilgamesh, so as to force him to take us to the place where Raven is locked up!» Mohat explained Mohat.
«Let’s hide behind those triangular rocks and attack at the right time» Diosmed suggested and the others nodded at his plan.
Damian felt the great power that flowed in that be done totally in darkness. He was half man and half beast, he had bison skin and two white horns at the temples.
Gradually they came stealthily to the triangular gray rock, which were near the clash. A shadow and spirit, though they were disembodied, they were able to destroy everything on their way. Everything was shaking because of an energy earthquake that felt also at distance of kilometers.
The Shadow was wearing a skirt as a warrior, which presented many small wedges set between them, to cover the lower parts, while the trunk was naked. His bison fur made it clear that it was more a beast than a man. He used a golden spear as a weapon and wore two gold bracelets, one on his right arm, the other to the left. His eyes were as white as the ivory. Despite its size, with bison legs he could quickly reach Gilgamesh who tried in vain to escape.
«Run away from his enemy, but for what reason? We must take advantage of their confrontation and intervene when they least expect it» Damian suggested.
«Of course, between the two litigants the third enjoys. I will go first and attack Gilgamesh. You take charge of the other» Diosmed said.
«Wait for my signal before attacking. Shayla and Tanya stay always hidden among the rocks until I will evoke the Power of Wind, then you will attack from a distance. Diosmed attack the Spirit, Damian instead you will attack the Shadow, and I will support you to stand alongside Emmanuel» Mohat said to others his ultimate plan.
«All right. How will you know when the time is right?» Damian asked.
«I can see the energy flows. When their power fades for an instant, we must attack!» the Wind Warrior explained.
> Ten minutes passed, and the right moment came, Mohat gave the signal with his index and middle fingers together, moving his hand horizontally.
Diosmed, not far from Mohat, saw the signal, walked around behind the triangular rocks and went to the right where it was Gilgamesh, however Damian went to the left to reach behind the Black Shadow. Shayla and Tanya moved towards the center of the battlefield, hiding among the last remaining rocks along the way. Mohat and Emmanuel crawled across the sand on the ground and managed to resist the heat thanks to their clothes.
«Fuu», a black smoking came out from the nostrils of the man-bull who understood something.
«On guard!» the two boys cried while leaped on the two opponents.
Diosmed was in front of Gilgamesh, the Legendary King of Uruk. He was tall, had long hair and a beard lung to and well composed, he was holding in his right hand an ax with a small handle and a curved blade on which was depicted a snake. His trunk was naked, with muscles bursting with energy. He also wore a warrior skirt and two gold bracelets on his arms. And he had anger, but less than his hate-filled opponent.
The Bull Man with his spear struck Damian, injuring him slightly in the right shoulder. The fight against the new enemies began. A diaphanous spirit, including clothes and weapons, and a black shadow, but with clearly visible features. They both had completely white eyes and that surprised Damian a lot, because it wasn’t the typical color of demons.
The Black Shadow became even more angry and his darkness became even bigger.
«Go away, it’s not your battle! Enkidu wants me! Run away before it’s too late!» Gilgamesh urged them in a language very similar to the Language of the Gods.
«Give back us Raven and all the others! Tell us where he is!» Diosmed shouted against him wielding his green Dragalòs.
Damian pulled out his dagger, his blue eyes glowing brightly. A demon stronger than he thought, was in front of him. With his spear golden tried to bury it, but the boy easily avoided the blows. The enemy stuck his weapon into the ground and remained briefly stuck in the sand. From nearby, Mohat with his eyes he could see the four fights since the Demon Power was owned by the Shadow, by the Spirit, by Damian and of Diosmed’s sword, of which he could even see the shape of the green Power of Lightning that wrapped it. He waits for the right moment to give the signal, just when Enkidu speared the ground again, he launched a whirlwind that hit him in full and after him, Shayla with the wind and Tanya with fire, threw for a distance attacks against him, while Emmanuel approached Diosmed to help him. Damian avoided to be involved, but he was the first to understand that the attack was useless.