Chapter 69: A Year

Chapter 69: A Year

Chapter 69

A Year

Sylas sighed, staring into the chilly, ashen, nightly sky. Theyd failed. Well, it was a certainty theyd failnot even for a breath of time did he expect for them to succeed on the first try. However, he did have hopes in them lasting a tiny bit longer than they did. Shortly after Sylas attacked, or attempted to, at least, the Thrall used something that he hadnt used up until that pointmagic.

Within some twenty yards around him, frost began to converge and temperatures dropped to the point where it was physically impossible for Sylas to actually stay there. Derrek, though able to move, had become sluggish and slow, inevitably ending up smashed into a pulp by the fist that was almost as large as his whole body.

Shortly after, Sylas followed. His death was hardly as heroiche died of hypothermia, at least as far as he was aware he did. The last bits of his memories were quite delirious, to say the least.

At the very least, he comforted himself, they'd discover one major abilitythe frost domain of sorts. What drew Sylas' interest wasn't the domain itselfspectacular and worrying though it may bebut the fact that the giant didn't use it from the start. It clearly sported a decent level of ego to showcase pride. Most animals who are driven by instinct, when going for a kill, hardly held back. It was only after their prey was on the threshold of dying that they'd start playing with them.

The Thrall was different. The reason he used the domain was likely because of Sylasthat meant that Derrek warranted enough attention that the giant couldnt just ignore the man to focus on his rear. One thing was for certain, howeverif the giant deployed the domain, they'd stand no chance. Sylas couldn't even move within it, and Derrek effectively lost over a third of his strength.

As such, they had a very short window of opportunitythe window that was the length of Sylas' blade. Though it was faint, the reason Sylas attacked was that he heard itthe ripple. It wasn't enough for him to actually pinpoint the weakest area of the giant's body, but it was enough to make him joyous as it meant Derrek could elicit such a reaction, likely even a stronger one if he went harder at it.

Now the question becomes what are his other abilities? he mused aloud. Sylas knew that the big fists and the frosty domain were hardly what made the giant a figure even Derrek considered immovable. In the end, though, there was just one way of finding out: trial and error. And he knew there would be a lot, a lot, of trials and errors.

You have died.

Save point Pups Blood has been initialized.

A frigid, beam-shaped burst of energy from the giants mouth was what did them in. Well, it was what did Derrek in, freezing the man within a nanosecond. What did Sylas in was his inability to dodge the fist. As far as deaths go, however, it was a fairly painless and quick one.

You have died.

Save point Pups Blood has been initialized.

The giant spun and then spun and then spun some more. It turned into a whirlwind of absolute cataclysm, using the chain-winked mace to demolish everything in its path. Not only did he obliterate Derrek, Sylas stood at the side and watched it absolutely annihilate the entire castle in a matter of minutes. Yeah, cant let him cast that shit. Jesus Christ man, what the fuck

You have died.

Save point Pups Blood has been initialized.

"Am I forcing it?" Sylas grunted. "Should I just stop trying to do it with just Derrek and me? We do have a fucking army, after all. But if we throw bodies at it the goddamn thing will just activate that fuck-off aura and we'll be fucked anyway. Maybe drag some ballistae outside the walls? No, there's no way ordinary spearheads can penetrate that fucking skin. Maybe enhanced with Ryne's talismans? Eh, at least it's worth a try. It's not like I've got other fucking things to do."

At least, he once again comforted himself, his talisman knowledge had grown exponentially. After all, he'd spent a year, now, actively making them each and every loop. And he'd gotten so good at it that it left Ryne aghast. Though he was still nowhere as quick and as precise as she was, his original one-in-a-thousand had turned into one-in-a-fifteen when doing it all alone from the scratch.

Eh? What are you doing out here? Valens voice jolted him to reality, causing him to turn back. The young Princes face was one of elationafter all, to him, theyd just achieved a marvelous, lossless victory. Furthermore, Sylas was yet to inform him of the invasion. Wow. Whats with the expression? Is something wrong? Did did you have a vision?

no, Sylas chuckled, shaking his head. As he decided to take a break, there was no reason to inform the Prince. I just had to take a piss, and my little general got hurt in the cold a bit.

What are you doing here? Sylas ignored Valens twitching eyebrows and asked. Shouldnt you be inside, celebrating?

There will be time for celebration, Valen said. I came out here to thank you.

thank me? For what? by now, Sylas had actually genuinely forgotten he was the one who killed Dyn and saved Valens life.

For saving my life, Valen said sternly. Though I know you dont concern yourself with the mortal matters, Ah, yes, that used to be my catchphrase, I think You still elected to take a life and save mine. I know that for Paragons taking life is one of the greatest sins. An almost unforgivable one. And yet you did it. For me.

Hes hes not gonna profess his love or something, right?!

am I am I truly worth it? the Prince suddenly asked. All of this, I mean. Of all the people in the Kingdom, you chose to come to meto guide me. You chose to forsake comfortable life to live in the castle at the edge of the world. You chose to break your oath because of me. I I dont think no matter what I do, will your sacrifices ever be worth it?

Someday in the future, Sylas said, smiling lightly. When theres a crown sitting on your head and youre the King of all, I will have a favor to ask of you.

Anything! Valen exclaimed immediately.

Ill have you form me a harem of a thousandno, ten thousand beautiful women! Valens expression immediately dropped. That will attend to my every need! And and all of them will have to be good-looking, with big tits! No, wait, you can toss in some mix-ups here and there. I do recall liking variety as the sameness tends to get boring. Yeah, toss in some flat-chested babes in there if you must. But not too many. And oi, where are you going? Are you going back on your promise?!!"

I will become strong, Valen paused suddenly, glancing back at Sylas with a hardened gaze. Respected. Kingly. I will make you acknowledge me and stop treating me as a child.

You must have some fucked up view of me if you think Id talk about hot babes in front of you if I thought of you as a child

rest well, Valen said. Theres a long journey back home waiting for us.

Sylas escorted the Prince with his eyes, sighing toward the end. He turned back and faced the road leading toward that very home. Therell be no home to return to unless I figure something out, he grabbed the top of his head and sat down, deciding to try and break down the battle into even tinier fragments, looking for anything that stood out. I have to figure something out, goddammit. Come on brain! Youve failed me in bio, dont fail me now!