HBWnovel Chapter 209: It’ll Be Okay.
Chapter 209: It’ll Be Okay.
From canopy to Pandemonium, I teleported back home. There was nothing left for me, nothing I do, back in Arkar City. That left talking to my friends and family to catch them all up to this terrible situation we now had on our hands.They would react like me. With grief, with rage, maybe something else. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to see that or not. To share this pain, or to not have it echoed back to me. But it had to be done anyway.
Word of Angerly’s kidnapping had already gotten around to them while I was gone, so it didn’t take long for us all to gather in the dining hall of Pandemonium. Moonwash, Berry, Granuel, my parents, and the three Demon Aspires were here; basically everyone important currently in my city. One massive chair and an equally massive table was missing, because Grandpa was no longer with us. And now so soon after his passing I was about to lose another person…!
“There was nothing there,” I took a deep breath, and just started talking. “I tried to question them, and you know my abilities. The sheer fright and pain should have been enough to make them spill everything. But there was nothing to spill. They were empty.” I detailed my interactions with the enemy. Maybe they’d notice something I didn’t. They needed to know so that we could make plans, whatever it was we decided to do from here.
I talked about the shepherd leader who claimed not to know anything. I never actually got her title. Now I wasn’t actually sure if I had the right target. It could have all been a misunderstanding on my part. And then there were the prisoners, whom I freed, and then completely forgot about because I was too busy slaughtering my enemies. For all the good it fucking did. It didn’t help us rescue Angerly. I was fucking useless. I wasn’t thinking. I was more interested in sating my own bloodlust than helping my friend through the worst situation she’d ever been in, which was actually my fault because they only wanted to get to me–
I was spiraling, so I sat back and finally allowed everyone else to voice their input.
“Let’s go! We’ll kill them! I’ll attack their cities! Angerly will eventually show up!” Ragnar the pounded his fists on the table, echoing my feelings exactly.
“Hey. It’s okay.” Marcus placed a hand on his shoulder, and said his empty platitudes–. “We’ll get our chance, but we need to be patient for now and not make things worse.”
I frowned at the implied jab at me, but quickly looked away. I doubted he even meant the comment for me. Fuck.
“Yeah. We’ll rescue her,” Larah reassured. And again, I was unsure.
I shouldn’t be. I wanted to rescue and see Angerly safe just as much as any of them. But they didn’t know what it was like… to be trapped, and monitored, and tortured like that. The memories came in a flood, just as crisp as the day I made them. There was a reason why I had to break myself out. Even I, with all my power, might fail to rescue someone if our enemies knew I was coming. If they prepared even a little.
…Angerly may already be broken even if we could get her out. Her mind might’ve been tampered with beyond repair. She did not have the same defenses against that kind of insidious thing like I did.
With mounting horror, I watched as the rest of them worked through the weight of Angerly’s capture. Granuel only sighed, for he had already been hard at work trying to deal with the crisis we were in. Berry wailed silently in grief as she cradled her face with her two whole hands. The two of them had also known Angerly for a long time, and adventured with her like I had. It was a wonderful time of our lives… despite how catastrophically and painfully it ended.
And now a similar tragedy was set to happen with Angerly.
“I’ve been experimenting with the pufferspear toxin lately…” Moonwash began to give her suggestions for acids that could melt through walls and metal bars, while potentially not harming any biological material in the slightest. The theory behind it was a bit too advanced for most people here. We were just lost. . Why was Moonwash still so cold, and emotionless, and even in this situation– No. That wasn’t right. I knew better than that. She felt just as much as anyone. She was doing her best, and in the most effective way. It was the same attitude I tried to affect, if anything. To focus on the solutions and what we do. To not dwell on my rage and grief, to not be paralyzed nor blinded by it.
I was the one too weak to do what needed to be done.
“Haell,” Mom placed a sympathetic hand on my shoulder. “It’s okay. It’ll be okay.”
I glanced at her, disbelievingly. And then I clamped my mouth shut.
“Yeah, Haell,” Granuel chimed in. “We’ll figure something out. We got you out of there when you were imprisoned, right?”
myself
I eventually just nodded, not trusting myself to say anything right now. Why was I like this, when I knew they were just trying to reassure me? They were just as unsure of the future, they didn’t know if we’d be able to rescue Angerly successfully. It was just… a wish. And one that I shared.
It still felt empty and thoughtless. Something was wrong with me.
The conversation returned to actually finding a solution, for which I was thankful. I wanted a distraction. I genuinely wanted to figure out what to do next. I wanted to do
“I’ll attack Gardine City,” I suggested my plan to attack the enemy capital, for which I was shot down. But I supposed it didn’t really end well the last time I just rushed into battle. I accomplished nothing. And while Gardine was the obvious choice, we weren’t actually sure that’s where Angerly would be taken.
“We need to sneak in and find out where Angerly is!” Berry pleaded, which was the most obvious thing in the world. It’s what we’re to do, the thing we to do. But I could really only nod at our shared wish.
“I think I’ll invite the here,” Granuel then suggested, and I raised a skeptical brow.
The Blur was someone I hadn’t seen in a long while. The premier assassin and spy of Southern New Grandera, no one knew what he actually looked like as instead of the glittering skin of normal shepherds, his skin instead blurred all his features.
“I’m in favor,” I had to agree, despite how shady he could be. “All things considered, the guy is very capable at his job.”
Dinner lasted a while longer, the taste of food forgotten. We did our best to come up with multiple different plans, but there was only so much we could when we still knew so little. We had no idea under what restraints Angerly would even be kept, if she wasn’t already dead.
There would be hell to pay.
~~~
I flew away after our dinner was over. Granuel gave me a rough idea of where Arx was, and I descended upon the first set of new Granderan soldiers I saw near the area.
“SHIT!”
“Wait! Hold your fire!”
“That’s Haell!”
“Oh! .”
“Hello!”
“I’m looking for Arx,” I didn’t have time for pleasantries. I never did. “He’s an inhex, very big. Likely bigger than any you’ve ever seen.”
“Ah, yeah.”
“We’re familiar.”
“I saw him once!”
“We fought together, and it was awesome!”
“Free the inhex, oh yeah!”
“Great. I think he’s amazing too,” I replied, my impatience held back by their praise of my friend. “Now where is he?”
“Ah… Well, I don’t know.”
“He’s not here.”
“Wait, call Commander Lunra!”
“Commander Lunra!”
“COMMANDER!”
After a short while of her subordinates shouting for her, this Lunra finally appeared. Her irritation swiftly disappeared upon seeing me. Maybe I just had that effect on people.
This was not the time for jokes.
“Ah. Demon Queen Haell Zharignan. It’s… a pleasure?” She tried for formalities, but I shook my head.
“No need for that. Not my thing. But more importantly, I’m looking for a friend. Have you seen Arx? He’s an inhex about big,” I raised my hand to illustrate, but she stopped me right there.
“I’m aware of who Arx is. He’s a great ally of ours. And to my knowledge, he should be doing drills with the army stationed in Anowan City. I hear it’s been renamed to Reignite City recently, though.”
I went quiet for a second. I checked the maps forever remembered by my memory core, and swiftly figured out where this Anowan City was.
I thanked them and went on my way. Once there, I found out that Arx had moved on from Reignite, but I did finally find him after stopping by a few more settlements later, in the sleepy town of Zeez.
“Oh Haell!” he waved happily once I landed, but quickly noticed that something was off. “Is something wrong?”
Was it that obvious that I was in distress?
“Angerly got kidnapped.”
“WHAT!?”
I caught him up on the situation, and Arx only found one more reason to curse Angelore to the very depths of hell.
“Fuck! She was so nice and kind, and I feel like we’ve only just met. But now they might’ve already killed her!” He wailed, the sound echoing across the whole town. “Why? WHY!? Why must they take away everything and everyone!? WHY!???”
Windows were shut and people backed away in alarm. Only a few stayed and mirrored some of Arx’s pain and conviction. This place was still an Edengarian stronghold not too long ago.
I allowed him to grieve for as long as he wanted, before then offering to take him back to Pandemonium.
Arx was about to follow me out, but then hesitated. “I’ll go. I’ll help. But are we going to rescue Angerly right now?”
“Well… no. Not yet. We don’t even know where she is.” Pandemonium would inform me immediately if something crucial had changed.
“Hmmm…” Arx deliberated long and hard. “Can I just take care of something real quick, then? It’ll only be a few minutes… or a bit more. I’ve taken a quest to clear out a warsymbol around here who’s already killed three people!”
I looked at him. I tapped my hooves.
“Fine. But hurry.”
“Okay!”
He over the walls and out of town.
I followed after him, and it took us only a minute of searching to find our target.
Arx crushed its face between his mandible, swung the monster around and felled some trees with its massive body, until finally the entire head popped off.
I landed atop Arx then, and initiated the teleport.
“Are you an adventurer now, or something?” I chatted as our surroundings shifted from forest to the inside of a very cursed manor.
“Yeah. With the war paused, I didn’t really have much to do. And I… wanted to try and help people some other way. It’s… nice. And I’m an official adventurer now! Like Golex said back then! We should register as the Adventure Friends!”
I stared at him, feeling a heavy weight in my throat. My composure broke, and I began crying.
“Haell? Haell!!”
“I’m fine. It’s fine. It’s just… too much, all at once.”
~~~
I went to go get Baston and Fiya after I’d convinced Arx that I was… as fine as I could be right now. The iskawtan and fountain pair reacted with the same anger and grief, after which they swiftly closed down shop to come and help.
I teleported them to pandemonium with only a few shallow cuts, and then flew back away to go find Luine and Salaire next. Those two proved harder to pin down, but I was very well-known, so some commander eventually made the executive decision to tell me of their location, especially after I’d told him of the purpose. Whatever authority he might have on paper, he understood just how much actual power I had, and just how and Salaire would be if this news was kept from them for even a second.
It was good to find people who understood, and did not overinflate how important they actually were.
I found Luine and Salaire, who quickly dropped their scouting work to go back with me to Pandemonium.
The war may have been unofficially paused, but small skirmishes remained a constant, and the two of them were at the forefront of it all.
~~~
“I heard what happened!”
“Are you okay!?”
Baston and Fiya immediately came over to comfort the two once the teleport concluded. I stepped aside to let them have their misfortunate reunion.
“Angerly got taken!”
“We should’ve been there!”
“We know!”
“We know!” Mom and Dad joined in their huddle next, and I took that as my leave.
“What do we do…?”
“We’ll get her back. Don’t worry.”
“Yeah! I’ll help however I can.”
“Thank you… Thank you all.”
“Bah! Don’t sweat it. We’re the Piss Hunters, aren’t we?”
“Yeah. We are.”
“Trust me, it’ll be okay.”
Those last words echoed in my mind. Whether in comfort or to mock me, I didn’t know. I’d ran too far across Pandemonium’s corridors by that point to hear what else they had to say.
I went all the way outside, and then stopped under the night sky.
I waited there for a few seconds. My mind worked and my body progressively tensed.
I didn’t know what to do next.
I’d done the work of messenger. I’d ferried people here. Anything else I did might only make things worse. I was reckless, impulsive, useless–
I wasn’t useless. I’d definitely have a role to play once the violence starts anew. I knew that. I knew all that. And I knew that it wasn’t my fault. It couldn’t be. All the blame was Edengar’s. I would not fail to kill Eden a second time. I would pile their corpses so high that it would dwarf the barrier range. They would suffer whatever fate and torture they’d subjected Angerly to a million times over. I would not rest until it was done!
…But what do I do until then? There wasn’t anything else I could think of. I would only get in the way, if not outright , all the complicated spy-work being done right now. I’d so arrogantly assumed and proclaimed to the lowest hells before, that I had mastered my ever-turbulent emotions, only to be blinded by them when it mattered most.
I pursued the death of my enemy, more than I cared for the safety of my friend.
So should I just… sleep? Train like usual? Continue reading Reincarnated As The Last Progenitor?
I shook my head. I couldn’t do that. Not right now. Not like this. I couldn’t just have fun while Angerly was being outright tortured.
“Let’s go with training. Pandemonium, dummies please.” Great misshapen blocks began to rise out of the ground as the grass parted before them. Made of metal, stone, and bone, I struck the constructs with great abandon. Devilcalibur sheared great chunks off of them, and fists cracked the dummies as I felt the pain and the blood travel through my knuckles. I screamed and kept going, for this was the only activity I could accept right now. It would make me just that little bit stronger, which just make the difference.
I finally achieved some measure of relief.
“Haell?” Someone eventually called, and I snapped.
I then realized who it was. I should’ve known already, but I was stuck in my head, imaging exactly how I would pry apart the ribs of my enemies and eat their heart out–
“Shit. Sorry Mom, Dad. I’m just… stressed.”
“I know, Haell…” Mom gave me a hug, and so did Dad. My seething calmed a little, but it really wasn’t enough. I couldn’t return the hug out of fear that I might hurt them. I wanted to kill someone right now, and I did my best to slowly wean away that desire.
“It’s okay. It’ll be okay.” They patted my back.
“How do you know that?” I could no longer stop myself. “What if it doesn't? What if Angerly is tortured and then dies at the end? That's what's going to happen! WHAT THEN!?”
They paused, startled, but they did not let go of me.
“Oh Haell…” Mom’s heart broke.
“I’m sorry that we weren’t there sooner…” Dad apologized, despite how they’d done their absolute best and did nothing wrong.
It just wasn’t enough. Not then, and not now.
“I know. I don’t blame you…”
“Yet we still failed.”
“But this time for sure, we’ll rescue her.”
You don’t even know where she is.
They looked at each other.
“We’ll… figure that part out. Granuel’s got some great people, right?”
“We were able to find you back then, so I don’t think that’s the difficult part.”
“Okay, and?” I pressed. “What about the rescue? How do you stop their guards from just killing Angerly before I could get to her?”
“Well… I was hoping that since you freed yourself before, it’ll be even easier to free someone else while you’re not being held!”
I blinked. I stared at her blankly as my mind worked.
Dad shouldered Mom. “With all our help, of course! It’s not just up to you. But what Mahka here wishes to say, is that you’re even stronger than you were back then. So… believe in yourself?”
I couldn’t help it. I looked at the parents that I loved like they were idiots. Because they being stupid about this.
“It’s not that simple,” I flatly denied.
Dad scratched his head. “Maybe not.”
“But you’re not alone, Haell,” Mom brought it back to that.
“That’s right!” “You’ve made so many powerful friends, that I don’t know how useful I’d be in the upcoming fight. So please… stop beating yourself up over this. It’s not your fault.”
“This isn’t only your weight to carry. We’ll get through it .”
“Alright. Fine. It’s not like I’ve actually given up, you know! I going to rescue Angerly. I just worry. And all this waiting isn’t helping!”
“I know,” Mom smiled sadly.
“But we just don’t want to see you putting yourself through so much pain,” Dad added.
“Too late for that,” I chuckled.
They winced.
“Yeah, well… Not any more pain than your usual. If possible.”
“It won’t… rescue Angerly any sooner.” Dad hesitated, but ultimately pushed through. “You might only get sloppier once we do actually find her if you tire yourself out and keep yourself tense all this time.”
I stared at him. Mom elbowed him lightly on the side.
“You’ve had that happen, haven’t you?”
“You’re no different! Like that one time you thought a cockroach was a hidden assassin…”
“It could’ve been!”
Their voices almost bled into each other as they bickered.
I could only shake my head, and make one small snort at how they tried to cheer me up, even if it still didn’t feel like the proper time. “...Okay. I’ll try.”
I took a seat right there on the black grass, and did my best to relax and meditate under the gentle glare of the morning sun.
~~~
“I GOT IT!”
I left Arisen City and flew off to Lost Reflections, because I’d finally figured out what I do This was a place I’d avoided for a while because there was a dragon hiding within, and I might not even be able to mount a final stand if he decided to snuff me out.
I was scared, in other words. But that didn’t matter now. There was something here we needed. Something that no one else had ever gotten. They didn’t even know it existed.
I needed an intact . The completely invisible creature that prowled the wonderzone. I wanted its skin, which would surely be useful no matter what plan we ultimately went with.
I hoped the invisiboy wouldn’t be fake and made by The Illusion Dragon this time.
I dropped from the sky, and the green forest below finally turned pink once I got close enough.
I landed with a powerful crunch, a horned rabbid crushed beneath my hooves. I paid it no mind and explored my surroundings. Some of these pink-leaved trees were definitely not how they appeared. One was actually some sort of the spiky plant–the spikums as Moonwash Identified it! Other trees weren’t even there at all, and were just an illusion.
A bird tried to attack me from behind, but I crushed its head with a careless swipe of my palm.
The monster I wanted to hunt wasn’t here, so I began to run around and explore. I relied on my spatial senses to catch any trace of it. I’d gotten so much better at interpreting that data since I was last here, and I made sure to put it to good use.
Sure enough, it only took a few hours of running around until I found my first invisiboy.
I chased after it through the pink-and-purple landscape, an area of darker shadows, and a blowing wind that was never there. I slashed once I got in range, and managed a shallow cut, but the invisiboy escaped my clutches and the chase was once again . This was the problem with this creature, I could not even determine its position properly, and that coupled with its speed was enough to let it get away.
But I was stronger. I could go even faster. I called upon my Resentment and roared!
The sound traveled through the wonderzone. I chased my prey, and this time I easily gained ground. The monster was still able to dodge most of my attacks, but each slice carried with it a weakening curse. Its flesh was slowly being whittled down, and important tendons were cut. With one powerful lunge, I leapt straight across the air and managed one clean swing across the monster’s leg!
The invisiboy toppled. I wasn’t strong enough to hack the limb right off, but the confluence of my wrath ravaged the leg with myriad curses. The creature tried to get up and run away, but it could only stagger. It would still be able to escape most hunters, but I was no common hunter. The invisiboy was finally forced to face me.
I also wobbled. Else I would’ve already taken advantage of the invisiboy’s weakness. That leap had broken my own legs, but those wounds swiftly healed, and I still got the first strike. Devilcalibur smashed against the monster’s torso, and I felt a good few ribs
The monster retaliated with its javelin-for-hands, and they managed to punch through even my vastly improved cursed armor. But not without a price. I felt the curse magic leave me, just disappear from my body, and my to a bite out my ever-elusive prey.
The battle was fully joined now. Devilcalibur clashed heavily with the two agile spikes of my opponent’s arms. I went on the offensive, and only blocked what strikes I could without slowing the carnage I wrought. The invisiboy was still able to dodge, but some stabs and slashes inevitably went through. Even the smallest cuts left a lingering curse.
My bones cracked and my flesh ruptured from the hits I took. My tail flicked heavily, and I angled myself to mitigate the damage I suffered from the many thrusts of my opponent I allowed to go through. Not all pierced past my better armor like this, I’d learned a thing or two from my grandfather before he passed. Deep furrows were dug into my armor, but even that damage was returned with a .
I grinned as my advantage only grew as the seconds wore on. Hellfire burned around us, and the pain only added to the stress that clouded the creature’s judgement. We bled and made the other bleed, but only I could heal while the battle still raged and thundered. Every sacrifice I made added to my strength, as my self-destructive apathy rewarded my conviction!
The invisiboy inevitably made another attempt at running away, but it already could not escape before, and it definitely could not escape now when it was already dying. I stabbed it from behind with glee, I carved away its head with pleasure… and then I stopped myself from ruining everything again.
It was still there. The dead invisiboy was still here. The corpse below me remained unseen, but a corpse there was! It didn’t disappear on me like last time! It was no prank by !
Almost reverently, I crouched down to touch the dead body I could not see. I scooped it all up and made sure I got everything. I cradled the still warm and bleeding carcass in my arms, and teleported back home.
~~~
Moonwash made the ritual to Identify my most recent prey, and I learned that the invisiboy was actually called the . She talked excitedly if blandly about her findings, and I tried to share in that same energy without thinking it callous and cruel while Angerly was still missing.
Pandemonium informed me of a messenger at the gates, and I waved a quick goodbye to my girlfriend who was still carefully skinning the invinator after she’d developed some special powder to at least let her see its outline. I went up to meet our visitor, and got the news that Entarin was here.
I was already running for the town hall before she could finish speaking. People were startled by my passing, and I left some pieces of the road broken, but I at least made sure not to injure anyone this time, nor to smash through whole wagons.
I made it to my destination, and after leaving another mess through the halls and corridors, I broke into Granuel’s office with the door torn right off its hinges.
His guards reacted to protect him and kill me. I nearly killed them myself, but they held back at the last second like the skilled guards and assassins that they were, for they recognized who I was and knew of how I might act sometimes. I was actually happy that my friend was so protected, especially , so I definitely shouldn’t kill them.
“AH!” Entarin finally reacted in fright, but then relaxed once he recognized it was me. “Haell…”
“Don’t attack!” Granuel’s shout came in the same moment. It wouldn’t have been in time to stop all his subordinates, had they not made the decision themselves.
“What happened!?” I blurted out, and then shook my head once I realized just how disheveled and haggard Entarin looked. “Are you okay?”
“I’m… not. But no, that’s not important.” He shook his head strongly. “It’s Angerly! She’s the one in trouble! They took her!” he broke down crying. “You were right, Haell. We shouldn’t have been there, in such a dangerous place! But I didn’t listen! I… I valued that stupid council more than my wife! Myself! It can burn, if I could just get her back!!!”
I held my tongue. I just… thought there was a chance of this happening. Without any actual evidence. There was nothing to gloat about. I so wished I was wrong.
I waited for Entarin to cry his heart out, until he was finally able to tell us the specifics of what happened.
It started with a sudden attack from crazed people, who I recognized to be the product of less-skilled shepherds that just wanted quick shock troops. The roads were packed then from so many people fleeing, and they got separated by the assault.
“And Angerly… Angerly… She noticed that they didn’t want to kill her, so she used that to buy me time to escape! I… I… I didn’t want to. I really didn’t! But the rest of my guards pleaded with me, and they just died and died the longer I stayed! I’M SORRY!!!”
I held my tongue, and shared a glance with Granuel. That was how my friend disappeared. was the first thought that crossed my mind. Granuel gave me a particular look, before he then guiltily glanced away, but I knew what he meant. I’d sacrificed myself for them once upon a time too. I would… still be willing to die to save Moonwash, if that’s what it took. So I understood Angerly’s choice. It was the choice that brought me more sadness. But it was the choice that was hers, and I had to respect that til the very end.
“Haell, Haell!” Entarin clung to me, tears still running down his face. “Please! PLEASE! You’re the only one I can turn to! I know it’s my fault, I’m the one who didn’t listen to your warning! But please! I want Angerly back… Please rescue her…”
“Okay.”
~~~
I flew back near Arkar City a few days later and then walked over to our set meeting point. Sure enough, Granuel’s spies eventually arrived. The shepherd woman was called Polandi, and the belfegor man Tramoon.
“Hey. How’d it go?”
“Some progress… but not enough.”
“Oh.” I frowned.
The two of them began their report.
Most of it was stuff I already knew, because of Entarin’s arrival a few days ago. He was actually the one who sent the very first messenger who informed us of Angerly’s capture. He only bothered with messengers because he wasn’t the fastest centaur around. And he got as many of them as he could to send the same message, because he was afraid during his own journey to Arisen that he would get killed by something in the wild, so he reasoned that the same might happen to his messengers, therefore he needed a lot of them to ensure the most important message of his life was delivered.
That was… a little funny, I’d admit. But more than any amount of humor, was that I deeply respected what he did. A lot. At least Angerly gave her life for a worthy man.
She needed to get back here and be with him for a lifetime more.
The report of the spies weren’t finished, and it was actually interesting to find out how they even got their information. Few of Edengar’s soldiers left stationed here were even aware this skirmish happened, but some of the people attacked back then apparently ran all the way back to the city they just escaped from… and just hid there. A few of them got captured and were among the dungeon prisoners I saved, which was where Polandi and Tramoon got their first lead, because they reasoned that there was a good likelihood that Entarin and Angerly were among that group of escapees.
All in all, they figured out that the wagon carrying Angerly was ferried over to the nearest Edengarian city of Alanbur. They managed to track down which general direction that carriage left at, but the problem was that it had stopped a few hours prior in a warehouse full of other wagons.
“We’ll try to follow where the initial wagon went, but Angerly could’ve very easily been moved to another one.”
“Ah,” I could only say. It made sense, but I hated it.
We made some progress, but Angerly was still missing.
~~~
—Zilantor The Belfegor, Royal Agent, and Concubine PoV—
I watched from afar as the armies of holy Edengar assaulted Arkar City. The New Granderan forces were failing, and their forces would soon be forced to flee. Sure enough, a greater number of them fled through the eastern gates, then scattered. I kept a close watch of all the escapees, but unless they were phenomenally stupid, then I wouldn’t be lucky enough to easily spot my target from this huge crowd.
Good thing I didn’t rely on luck. The angels only blessed those who made their own.
A gleaming arrow was shot, and buried into the roof of a wagon.
I grinned and gave the signal to my cohort.
Shepherds awoke our sleeping captives, who immediately scream in utter rage and fury upon waking. My allies guided that anger, and directed it towards our cowardly fleeing enemies, with only a few accidents. Our heretic troops fought without regard for their own safety, and succeeded in confusing and scattering the rebel scum.
Maybe they’d be accepted into heaven for their final sacrifice?
. Definitely not. Off to the abyss with you all. But thank you for doing one good thing with your worthless lives!
I took my elite group, and captured Angerly.
I wanted Entarin too, but the prior bitch fought without regard for her own safety. As if she was like those heretics sent to their final mission.
At least I was certain that the demon would care more about her than the centaur.
I loaded my ogre captive to a wagon, and then set off for the nearest Edengarian City of Alanbur.
I looked out the window at the city we’d just recaptured, and snorted.
The troops sent to capture Arkar were definitely not worth it. We were barely holding on as it was, with the death of our angels, and the constant cursetacean attacks. Arkar City would just get retaken . But in another sense, it worth it for the new piece we’d obtained in the form of one particular ogre. This was the time for bold moves, big risks, and worthy sacrifices.