Chapter 124: The Princess And The Ravager

Chapter 124: The Princess And The Ravager

Vason! Tia cried, intercepting the nearest Hunter-Gatherer whod swarmed upon them. The beasts raged like theyd gone mad. She suspected they might actually have. Their behavior seemed less like addled fury and more like theyd broken down, somehow. Without the Matron commanding them, Tia could see why.

That made things both easier and harder for Spears Edge. No longer did they have to worry about ambushes or even about Hunters grouping together to attack, but the Ash Beasts attacked them with reckless abandon. Seemingly with no regard for their own self-preservation.

On it! Vason replied, bashing a Hunter with his shield before rushing to Apramors position. Haymi and Tia joined him, forming an encirclement around their downed friend.

Can you carry him? Tia asked, firing an Ember spell into a Hunters face, which caused it to run around blindly and crash into its brothers.

Sure, but we oughta grab those first, he said, pointing to the Matrons severed limbs. Brotherhood will be wanting proof, yeah?

Tia nodded. Grab them. Well hold them off until youre back.

Yes, maam!

Vason darted off to the Matron. Whether out of deference or fear, the Hunters maintained some distance from their fallen mother, allowing Vason to gather the bladed limbs and place them into his rucksack. He needed Bulwark for that act, due to how sharp the limbs were.

Even in death, youre still a threat to us, arent you? Vason muttered as he did the deed and slung his rucksack across his back.

He lost no time in returning to Tia, bashing another Hunter from behind. Haymi used the opportunity to fire an Arc spell right into its maw, making it spasm.

Vason Leaped to their unconscious friend, scooped him up, and threw him on his shoulder in a firemans carry.

Sorry, bud, but this is the best I can do, he said.

Alright! Combat retreat! Tia ordered. Haymi at the rear. Vason in the middle. Ill take the front.

Working efficiently, they took their positions, with Haymi firing Lightning and Water spells to keep their foes at bay while Tia hacked through foliage in search of their nearest base.

You think we can lose them? Vason asked.

Think so, Tia replied, furiously slashing shrubs and fronds with Empowered slashes. Without the Matron, I doubt theyll be able to mount an organized search. Were already gaining on them.

While the vegetations density slowed them, it slowed their large pursuers even more. The sounds of addled screeches slowly began to dissipate, and a terse half hour later, they found themselves once more in a silent forest.

Lets stop here, Haymi said. I need to treat Apramor. And you, too, princess.

Were not that far away from our nearest encampment. Id feel a lot better if we stopped there. And I told you not to call me that.

The welcome sight of palisades came into view just moments later, and it was with a collective sigh that they each entered, locking the gate behind them. The wooden logs wouldnt stop a horde of Hunters, but Tia doubted theyd have to worry about that now. Theyd won.

Haymi checked over their injured friend the moment Vason laid him on the ground. She worked quickly to strip away his leg armor and clothing while Tia and Vason kept watch for incoming enemies.

How bad? Tia called from the entrance of the encampment.

Not good. But nothing I can't handle, Haymi said, regarding the mutilated flesh with a concerned expression.

After probing various points along his leg, she set her B Grade Set Bone orb to work.

Once the bones were healed, she activated her Mend Skin orband gasped.

Whats wrong? Is everything alright? Tia called.

N-No. Its fine, Haymi replied, turning pale as she witnessed skin reform before her very eyes. Gray skin.

Haymi gawked for a moment longer, before jolting herself into action. Before anyone could see, she hurriedly wrapped his skin with fresh bandages.

You sure? Vason, I think something's wrong. Go take a look, she heard Tia say. I'll keep watch.

There was no time. Nothing she could do. She hadn't been fast enough.

The warrior walked in, his eyes taking in Vir's Ashborn skin. His eyes flicked to Haymi.

Vason, I- she began, but the warrior held up a palm, nodding once before turning around.

Everything's fine, Vason called back to Tia. She's almost done. He lowered his voice. I'll make sure she doesn't see. But hurry it up.

Haymi's mouth opened and closed several times before she nodded back, returning to her work once the warrior rejoined Tia.

We should let her finish in peace. I hear some sounds from the forest. It's too early to relax.

I know, Tia replied, gazing intently for any sign of pursuers.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Haymi moved on to the back of his head, and finally his arms, which had taken the brunt of the damage.

In all cases, gray skin reformed in place of healthy tan.

Haymi's heart pounded, her thoughts rampant and chaotic. Her hands worked on their own, guided by her wealth of past experience.

Hows it look? Tia asked, finally returning once Haymi had finished.

The mejai gazed at Tia blankly before pursing her lips.

Princess. Your arm. Now, Haymi said, bringing out her B Grade Set Bone orb, along with her Mend Skin orbs. Hes worse off than you, but hell come through.

Tch, Tia clucked. You really shouldnt call me that. Maybe Apramors only pretending to be asleep?

Haymi said nothing as she got to work, but Vason wasnt so considerate. After gently placing his injured friend on the ground, he marched up to Tia.

What is it, Vason?

Haymis right, Princess. Id held my tongue in front of Apramor, but I can remain quiet no longer. Not only have you endangered your own lifea life that, need I remind you, is far more precious than all of ours combinedbut you even put Apramor in danger! What were you thinking, accepting a quest like this?

And when they spotted the giant fear.

All except for one.

Cirayus knelt down in front of a child. A scrawny boy, the type that might be bullied in a village such as this. Cirayus knew well the law of small societies such as these. After all, the vast majority of demonkind cloistered in small settlements not too different from human villages.

Youre the one, are you not? Cirayus asked in a low voice that couldnt be overheard. His tone was unlike anything hed ever used with the Mejai of Realms. Instead of a fearsome incarnation of war, he spoke like a kindly old uncle, full of warmth.

The boy shook his head.

Please, a child? The Mejai of Realms said, scoffing.

Cirayus turned and met the mejais gaze. It was all he needed to drive the man into silence. The mejai took an unconscious step back. Do not interrupt me.

The giant then reached a hand out to the boy, who closed his eyes and quaked in fear. But Cirayus did not fail to notice his balled fists, or the defiant expression on his face.

Extending his enormous hand, he ruffled the boys head gently and smiled.

Dont worry, Im on your side, Cirayus whispered with a wink. I know your friend. Likely better than you do. He wielded strange powers, did he not? Strange, scary powers?

The boy nodded. Can you tell me where my friend went? I wish to know that he is safe.

I-I dunno, sir. I really dont, the boy whispered back. But maybe the Godshollow? Just a hunch, sir, nothing more. Perfect place to hide.

The Godshollow? Cirayus asked gently.

The Forest, sir. The one west of the city. With the big huge trees!

Big... trees, you saw?

Cirayuss laughter thundered through the plaza, stunning everyone present.

I see. I see! Youve done well, child. Thank you. Truly, he said, wiping away tears that welled up in his eyes. The smile the demon wore could not be bought with any price in the world.

The giant stood back up and thumped to one of the lesser Mejais accompanying him.

Kneel, Cirayus thundered, and the mejai kneeled. In fact, he fell all the way to the ground, flattened as his weight multiplied several-fold.

What do you think youre doing!? The Mejai of Realms shouted. Cease this immediately! Else, Ill activate your collar!

Cirayus ignored the man and rifled through the hapless mejais belongings until he found what he was looking for.

Retrieving the sack, he returned to the boy and gently placed it in his hands. The boys eyes went wide as he realized just how much coin was inside. Likely more than hed ever even seen in his life.

Take this, boy. And spread the word of this Guardian of the Ash, you hear? Tell his tale to all.

The boy nodded vigorously, too shocked to reply.

Cirayus ruffled his head once again, then returned to the Mejai of Realms.

Was that truly necessary, the man said, eyeing his subordinate who was just now recovering from his ordeal.

The demon cracked his neck. Show me a map.

With no reason to deny the demon, the mejai obliged, and some minutes later, they gathered in Brijs plaza around a table with a detailed map of the Known World placed upon it.

Weve searched here, Cirayus said, pointing to Parul, on Ranis northern border. Weve searched here and even here, gesturing to Kinjal and the northern parts of Hiranya.

But let us trace this demons actions, shall we? He fled from Daha after failing to assassinate princess two-face.

She has a name! Ill not allow you to

Then he came north, here to Brij. Why? To resupply. To stock up on supplies. The armorer and the baker both spoke of their wares mysteriously disappearing that night, did they not?

They did, yes. We know he planned for a journey. This is not new information.

But, having gone north, you expected him to either double back to Parul or continue north. What if, instead, he went west? To here?

Cirayus pointed to the stretch of land west of the North Legion Mountains.

There? There is nothing there! Hed have to travel far to the south. To Zorin, before he found his first town.

And what better route than for someone on the run?

The Mejais eyes went wide. Do you think

Weve been anticipated, mejai. This assassin of yours. Hes a smart one. So is your princess. Im surprised she never called this out.

The princess, she shes not quite right in the mind these days, Im afraid. She seems obsessed with catching her old nemesis, General Savar, even failing to sleep or eat. Or so I hear.

Well then. I suppose wed best get to it, mejai.

The Mejai of Realms went silent for a moment. You helped us. Why?

Its been a while since Ive enjoyed a good fight, mejai, the demon replied, cracking his neck. I find myself wanting a distraction.

Gatik. Call me Gatik.

Very well, Gatik. I am Cirayus. Centuries ago, I was called Cirayus the Ravager, but most who knew that name have long passed. For now, I am simply Cirayus, of Baira.

Gatik regarded the giant with new respect. Cirayus, then. Let us pray for a good hunt. For both our sakes.