Chapter 177: Expression of Life

Chapter 177: Expression of Life

Chapter 177

Expression of Life

They crossed the river within two days and the forest beyond within two more. While it was a bit slower with her tagging along, she held up surprisingly well; either she hid it from him and ignored the ails, or she made some notable improvements herself. The likelier scenario was the former one, but Sylas didnt probe.

The dull journey that he used to spend in complete silence, battling the swarm of thoughts, was far more jubilant and lively. Even if there were times when they wouldnt utter a word between them for hours, it was still far better with some accompaniment than alone. Even he, different though he may be, was still a social soul, it seemed, in want of bonds and friendships and loves.

That, though, had to end as the vista of the village came into view. Asha retreated several miles backwardsor, at least he asked her to do sowhile Sylas made a move forward, still armed only with a blade. Within seconds of him letting some of his energy seep out, a grand shadow swept out from the village in the form of hundreds of tiny tendrils that morphed together into a hooded figure, eyes cloaked in wariness and confusion.

Who are you? it was a question Sylas heard hundreds of times before. Now, however, he had more context to the Shadows tale.

The binds cannot be unmade, Sylas said. No matter what you do.

who are you? the glint in mans eyes became dangerous as his hand reached for the sheathed weapon.

Even if the last Cairn is destroyed, Gods will come and simply build more. There is no escaping the fate.

So, you are one of the Gods exalts? the man spoke coldly and indifferently. Strange, that you are trying to convince me with words to give up. Usually, your lot simply goes for the neck.

I have no love for the Gods. Perhaps even less than you, Sylas shrugged. Im simply telling you that you could have spent the centuries of your life enjoying it rather than brooding over the impossible. The kingdom will fall and all will burn and turn to ashes but there will never be a world you are dreaming of. Not in our lifetimes, anyway.

Ha ha ha ha, the man suddenly began laughing as though Sylas retold the funniest joke ever put together. Is that so? You sound just like those jaded old fools who tried to stop us. Their bootlicking didnt helpgods culled them, too. Even those who put forth cauldrons of children as sacrifices they all got gutted.

Haaah, its all so pointless, Sylas sighed, pulling back his hair. War upon war upon war. It never ends, does it? Young are plagued with the resentments of the old and resentment only ever grows. The want of freedom is really hypocritical most of the time, I learned. If not the Gods, somebody else will hoist the chains. Perchance you, perchance somebody else. And there will be a slew of stupid to worship them. And just as they marched to war in the name of the Gods, they will march just the same in the name of something else. You cant beat the stupid out of us. Its part of who we are. Besides, too many people worry about food and shelter to muse upon the grand thoughts of the godless world. You are fighting a battle conjured up in the highs of lofty goals you made up.

He was never one to draw back from a battle, though. Besides, he had nearly died thousands of times before. If there was anyone in the world that was friendly with death, it was him. At least thats what he believed. Soon, however, he was corrected.

Though he didnt fear death, he still respected it at least. The strange man in front of him had neither fear nor respect for the talethe way he attacked was not just reckless, it was suicidal. And yet, he wouldnt die. He cut and swept and stabbed, and the man appeared unfazed. On the other hand, during their exchanges, he was hit several times tooand the wounds werent healing. The mans energy was uniqueit wasnt a Godly Path, or even anti-godly one, like his own. It was something else entirely, and it was feeding off of him, it seemed.

Sylas was unaware of the thoughts swimming through the mans headnor was he particularly keen on trying to decipher his psyche. There was little to the battle besides the next moment, and planning too far ahead, especially at these speeds, can counter-fire often.

He himself, though, fought like a madmanalways. Whatever little opening he saw, hed latch onto iteven if it meant exposing his own back to the counter-strike. He was more than happy to suffer many wounds to inflict one, for to kill him would take thousands, but to kill the other would only take a few. He could only imagine how frustrating it must be to fight himthis unrelenting, seemingly mad, ungodly, undying beast that just never seems to quit. Sylas knew that, if the roles were switched, hed be pulling his hair out. Repeatedly.

He mused with the battle for a little while longer before, once again, sacrificing himself for one attackthis time around, he didnt go as insanely hard as the last time, settling for a heart and a quarter. Still, it was more than enough to not just kill the Shadow, but obliterate the village and the surrounding area too, as well as carve out yet another canyon. Admittedly, this one was a tad bit shorter and narrower and shallower than the last. So, it was a start.

While he was lying on his back, watching the sky, he heard footsteps approach and, soon enough, saw a familiar face hanging above his. Her eyes were clear, though hiding a twine of pain, and her lips curled up in a faint smile.

Whatd you think? Pretty badass, eh? he quipped, forcing a grin.

You dont look like one right now, she fired back. Barely a man, even.

That would hurt if not for the fact that I physically cant be hurt more at the moment.

You sure do look like youre taking it well.

Im used to the pain, he forced a smile. Still, wouldnt hurt to get a nice lil kiss to make it go away.

How about I just dress up your wounds proper, fix you a hot soup, and tell you how badass you looked from afar?

sounds like the perfect evening. Start with how badass I looked, though. That sounds like it would be a great story.

Pfft khm, yes, alright. So, you were