A giant javelin tore through kirill's shoulder grazing rhea's cheek
Warm blood gushed out onto the floor, covering rhea's face, the floor was painted picturesque, blonde hair covered in dark red blood
Kirill's scream started sounding less wrathful and more agonized, mentally and physically he was now crippled
He stood no chance, his pride was broken
I usually loathe the vainglorious type but it was hard not to pity him, could you imagine being dismembered in such manner?
He slowly collapsed onto the floor, and started pooling blood
"Thats deus ex machina for you"
Archer's tone was a mix of relief and also said pretty mockingly
"Archer now is not the moment, get this scoundrel off of me"
"..."
"Someone, please?"
Archer reluctantly took a step forward, me and roan were already helping her up, he was inspecting Kirills body though
"So what do we do for the poor guy?"
"I dont think pu-"
The proceeding scream could only be described as haunting? You would think they were tearing him a new one.
Shoulder hole I mean.
Archer was pretty strong for his small stature although tearing off a thoroughly mutilated arm wasn't that hard it did need some effort
"I don't think we can save him"
"You think?"
Archer chuckled and went back to sit in his corner, not particularly exhausted but still wary of us, after all even if we belonged to 1 home that didn't mean we knew eachother closely
"Roan"
"Y-Yes Sister"
"Please take care of his arm, maybe we can find some use for him"
One man's trash another man's treasure, indeed
Rhea was visibly limping and leaning on the sword's pommel, meanwhile archer was looting the dead man's body
"Maybe we should head u-"
In the corner of my eye I saw a weird figure and sadly due to my unparalleled masculinity I screamed and jumped like a little girl
"Ahhhhhhh! For god's sake!"
The figure was actually 3, to be concrete they were 3 identical triplets, although I didn't know them, they must've been victims from previous sieges
"Oh it's just a child, thank god, or 3? How the hell did I not notice"
Archer walked behind me and put his arm around my shoulder
"I have been meaning to ask you, are you perhaps blind?"
"Huh?"
Has this dude gone mental?
"Those 3 were hiding next to you the entire time, it puts your awareness to question"
Can't deny facts I guess
"I clearly don't know who they are but just to double check, they aren't from our home are they?"
"No, they look etrean, probably the kidnapped children of some nobles"
The sound of searing stole my attention though, Roan was crouched down and some sort of smoke was coming from Kirill's arm
"Wait is that what I think it i-"
"You can use flamecharm?!"
Well archer is rather enthusiastic about flamecharm?
"Flamecharm?"
"Huh?"
"What is a flamecharm?"
"Have u ever read a book."
Prick.
"Yes , I-I have-"
My tone was way off there
"Then how don't you know about flamecharm, do you have no shame? Have u never heard of attunements either? What were u doing all along, rotting your brain? Everyone knows about the 4 attunements Flamecharm, Frostdraw, Galebreathe and Thundercall! Bastards like you can't appreciate knowledge when its right infront of them can they? I dont blame you"
He was talking quite fast so it took a moment for me to process.
"You believe in those fairy tales?"
"Hey Rhea"
"Yes, Archer"
"Has he ever hit the back of his head on a rock, once or twice?"
Rhea tried to hold in her laugh but it just sounded worse
I've had amnesia since 2 years ago, I was pretty much raised in the orphanage, well for my point of view, I found myself at the same small island where I lived, somewhere inbetween Greathive Aratel and Miner's Landing, It is quite a hard pill to swallow that you have to start life over at the point where ur supposed to be getting acclimated to it, but I managed, somehow, somewhat, nevertheless I never had an interest in combat so I just never learned of these things, maybe I shouldn't have spent these few past years just studying architecture...
"You there?"
"Sorry, I got lost in thought"
"Well we need to climb up, althought we probably dont want to end up like that jackass, so who goes out first?"
Rhea started coughing lightly due to the horrible smell in the cargo, it was a mix of moss and viscera and the dampness of the air didn't help, the wood was clearly partly covered by mold
"Well let's toss him out and see what happens"
Archer looked at me with a condescending expression
"You just want him to die don't you?"
'Bingo dumbass' "Just for safety"
"Well I suggest you do it yourself"
Rhea leaned against the wall and started slowly sitting down, not giving us an ounce of attention, Roan was quick to sit beside her and I couldn't argue with his logic so I guess I'll have to do it myself
I picked up kirill's limp body, his arm or what shouldve been his arm was a crudely burnt stump now, ravaged beyond bodily function
I dragged him up the stairs and slowly opened the hatch, letting sunlight inside, I braced myself for a pugnant smell but I wasn't met by anything like that, just the smell of the sea?
"Uh, something is not right"
Roan looked up at me from below with an inquisitive gaze and got blinded by the sudden ray of sunshine
I climbed up and dragged Kirill through the hatch, oddly the floor wasn't damp
I opened my eyes, being in the dark for hours did wonders for my vision, there were no guards nor people on deck, it's as if they dissapeared
I gazed at the horizon, there were no mountains, no islands and all I could see was an endless expanse, The Sea...