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Chapter 1- The Slayer

Act 3 - Sanctuary

 

“His wounds are not that fatal, one low level heal spell should do it, but I still could not believe he survived and vanquished such a powerful beast of Vladimitrius  without the use of the arcane arts,” Said a tall old man in a long jade robe with a tall jade hat, he had that wise man look, and had a long white beard, whose voice was echoing on the massive white marble hallway of the sanctuary, he had a silver mark on his wrinkled forehead it was the shape of a pointed cross  and he walked with a silver staff bearing the same symbol as that in his forehead.

 

“Father Reveni could he have…no he is just a commoner, he could not possibly be without a restrictum” Replied another man while trying to catch up with the priest’s fast stride. He was very much younger than the other. He had long silver hair which reached his shoulders. It was tied near the end. He wore a long blue robe with a silver cross at the back.

 

“There are mysteries in Threa that cannot be answered by mere human notion my son.” replied Father Reveni while coming to a complete halt near a wooden door. “Come Daniel he should be awake by now, the questions we conjure can only be answered by him…”

 

Father Reveni opened the door and it revealed a small yet comfortable room. It was completely lighted by a small window opposite of the door and in the middle of the room there was a wooden bed with sheets and pillows of white. On the bed sat a man who had his back facing at the door, he didn’t move even if he was aware of visitors, the man’s torso and left arm was wrapped in bandages.

 

“I see you have recovered consciousness?” said Father Reveni gladly, “At first we feared you would not make it…uh…”

 

“Crichton, Crichton Orchion” the man replied

 

Father Reveni and Daniel entered, Crichton tried to turn to them but pain halted his movement.

 

“Don’t try to force yourself dear boy, your wounds are not yet healed”

 

Father Reveni and Daniel walked to the window and faced Crichton. “I am glad to see your awake my son I am father Devon Reveni and this is my student Daniel Knights.”

 

“Whe-Where am I?”

 

“You are in Thamos Sanctuary my son.”

 

“T-thamos… how did I get here? The last thing I remember was… Ray… what happened to Ray!!!??... The creature… Lithia Forest… what happened?”

 

“Calm down my son the boy is fine, he is downstairs. Daniel here found you and the boy unconscious in Lithia Forest six days ago”

 

“But Lithia is 10 miles away from here”, said Crichton

 

“I was visiting Lithia Forest to find some ervons when I stumbled into where you both were Crichton. Looking at your wounds I knew no one at town would be able to heal you so I brought you here” replied Daniel.

 

“What about the creature?” Crichton asked.

 

“The creature was nothing but scattered body parts Crichton. That was a Rifter wasn’t it? Your skills are great to be able to vanquish a high class demon.”

 

“But I didn’t…it wasn’t me who killed that beast. All I remember was that the Rifter was ready to kill Raymund, then I… I… fainted.”

 

“But I found you just two meters away from the boy and right near you was the pieces of that demon?”

 

“Someone could have helped me…I fainted I was helpless, I was…. I was…. nothing”, Crichton said with a helpless look.

 

“Dear boy don’t frustrate yourself sleep and rest. All of this will be cleared in no time at all. Come now Daniel we must not trouble our guest”

 

The priest and his pupil left and Crichton was once again alone in the room, he stretched out his palm and looked down with questions floating on his head. “What happened?”

 

 “YOU!!!!! THIS IS YOUR ENTIRE FAULT, YOU LED THEM HERE, TRAITOR!!!!!”

 

“Think for once Azrael, would I go through all this trouble just to desert all of you? I left my own race to protect yours, trust me, please”

 

 “All right I’ll trust you, but pull one trick up your sleeve and I swear I will kill you!”

 

"Ahrvezux what are we going to do?" yelled another figure.

 

"Kronos!!!! Open a dimensional rip. It’s our only chance. As soon as the rip is complete everyone step in" Said Ahrvezux. "Metatron, Azrael, Mecostas, we'll have to stay until everyone else has crossed, we have to protect Kronos while he's under a rip trance............."

 

"Here they come!!!" yelled Metatron.

 

Three black specters entered the hall. As soon as they reached the halls center they stopped and stood motionless.

 

Metatron, Azrael, and Mecostas drew out their weapons, and Ahrvezux's hand glowed with energy. The four were ready for battle.

 

With a soft murmur Ahrvexus could say nothing but.............

 

"Brace yourselves"

 

 

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