Polyphemus couldn't help but look in amazement at the human. Wasn't but a child yet was able to take down his champion. A warrior that has been fighting by his side for over a decade.
He couldn't help but feel some small bouts of anger at losing a fine warrior such as Gorgonax. It was his fault, every time he glanced at the child he couldn't help feeling a rage.
He looked exactly like his most hated for Mercer, now the leader of the kingdom he once tried to conquer. This child looks exactly like Mercer, albeit a little bit younger.
In his folly he thought he could humiliate the child, right before his death to call an end to the bout. Due to a promise he couldn't allow any of the humans to die now.
Yet his plan backfired, the same spell that wiped out his arm once before. Killed his most trusted general. Indeed how history can repeat itself.
Polyphemus gripped his chair in anger, shattering the armrest.
SNAP!
The noise was so loud it caused the servants to come running in the room in a panic. Polyphemus waved them off before rubbing his face with his right hand.
His most comfortable chair is now ruined, along with his best general dead. The human passed out five minutes ago, and the crowd still hasn't regained its spark.
Gorgonax's death wasn't just felt by Polyphemus alone. Gorgonax was the heart of the army. Known by everyone for his strength, his ferocity. To die in such a manner, the crowd couldn't fathom it.
"Well,well how the mighty Gorgonax has fallen", Morwen mocked as she glanced down to the arena. "Oh and to a human child at that."
Polyphemus glared at Morwen's back. "What do you want, witch?"
"Oh someone is a little upset, what's wrong? Oh let me guess you lost a bet and owe someone some money, Morwen joked.
"I kept my promise the human boy lived", Polyphemus stated as he gestured towards the arena.
"That's not even the real boy, probably in a few minutes that clone will disappear.", admitted Morwen.
Polyphemus sat up in shock looking directly at Morwen. "What do you mean by clone?"
"Exactly what I said the boy sent a clone to try and distract you guys not knowing that you invited the entire island to witness this year's games.", explained Morwen.
"That kingdom has become so advanced that they now can clone themselves?"Polyphemus questioned Morwen. His thoughts in shambles just thinking about two Mercer's running around.
Morwen sat down on the edge of the balcony. Legs swinging as a slight breeze came through the area. Cooling down on some hot day.
"No, that boy is just unique.", Morwen answered. "The kingdom itself is in shambles with Mercer barely holding it together."
"I see that's most pleasing to hear, that my help in the rebellion wasn't for naught.", Polyphemus muttered.
"Indeed it wasn't, and soon we'll be able to break down Mercer's power base. Then we'll be able to bring back the rest of the demon army."
"Despite losing my best warrior, I am pleased by these events.", Polyphemus cheered. "I shall honor our argument and allow you to take five cyclops for when go back to the kingdom."
"A wise choice my lord, a wise choice indeed.", Morwen chuckled. Waving her hand activating a rune.
Suddenly the broken pieces of Polyphemus's chair flew back to its original position. Fixing itself as to the point it seems it was never broken. Polyphemus knocked on the wooden arms in shock.
Polyphemus put his heavy arms on the arm rest. Finding it pleasantly comfortable. He was thrilled at the fact he wouldn't have to get a whole new one made.
"My thanks witch", Polyphemus said with sincerity.
"My pleasure my lord it was naught but a simple fix.", Morwen replied as she bowed her head in respect.
Morwen's eyes lay on the clone of Sami still laying face down in the area. As cyclops came to fix the holes in the ground, and clean up any blood.
She noticed that the boy's body slowly began to turn into a shadow before disappearing into the ground. Indeed he's already learning how to use the powers.
Damn her master was right about the boy he was special. If she hadn't already promised herself to help her master's schemes then maybe she would've taken the boy as an apprentice.
It is as if he has great talent and is going to waste pretending to learn in that human's school. In the kingdom it seems the new knights are getting weaker then last generation.
Heck she was able to kill multiple without challenge when during the rebellion she couldn't even touch a grunt. Oh the web we weave when playing games of politics.
Chester forced a smile onto his face as he slowly walked around the academy. After days of looking he finally found Lyra's mother Aiko. It wasn't an easy journey but he found her ironically in Lyra's room.
Chester can soon shed the fake normalcy of the castle and join back with his master. Hopefully this will be enough to earn his freedom and finally have his peace to rest.
That witch will one day for messing with death, it's one of the reasons why Chester tried to make amends with that boy. His name was Sami.
Chester went out of his way to apologize to Sami and help him train. With hopes that he'll be able to kill the witch and set his soul free.
To be able to see his ancestors and family once again is a blessing few have. Losing that freedom is one of the worst that was given to him. Every day being in a body that isn't his makes his skin crawl.
The worst is having to put on the act he cares about that clingy girl. Soon either the witch, his master will finally get the damned grimore. Or Sami will be able to save everyone by killing her.
Having to fight the boy again, even Chester doesn't believe he would survive the attempt. The purple outfit Sami transformed into when he thought Lyra died. It was truly a scary moment.
Chester's entirety wasn't only destroyed by the strong attacks, but it felt like each strike was damaging its soul. Even now it's strength hasn't fully returned to what it was during that fight. At most it's at fifty percent and that is at most.
Chester truly doesn't know what would've happened if his soul would've got destroyed. Truly it felt as if he was going to die, and not return this time. Like he would've ceased to exist.
Chester stopped walking as he leaned up against a brick wall gazing up at the sky. Even if he hated being here, the sky was beautiful. Chester at the end of the day does not want anyone to die.
Especially the children that go to this school in the grand scheme of things they are innocent. Just pawns in the schemes the witch and vampire lords decided to play with everyone. Chester himself was included in that list.
Hopefully Sami comes through and can stop them. If not, Chester will be forced to kill even more people like the village, and this time he doesn't know if he could justify it to the heavens.
"UGH I don't see how you guys find this fun", Lyra whined. Her head was positioned over the edge of the saddle as Sami held back her.
Sami didn't say anything as he rubbed her back, doing everything he could to comfort her. Since they took flight on and off Lyra would be puke.
Apparently she gets really bad motion sickness, though when they rode in the kart she seemed fine. Maybe it was because of how fast the dragon flies or how high up they are in the air.
"Meh meh meh it because you're the only weak one still", joked Anna between bites of some dried meat.
"Once we land I'll show you-", Lyra started before puking up over the edge again.
Anna let out a whistle at Lyra vomiting. "I feel sorry for the people who blew us, could you imagine going to the bathroom then BAM! Some random throw up high in the sky lands on your hand."
"If you're not going to offer any words of encouragement can you please just be a quiet teacher," Sami said.
He offered Lyra a cup of water he already had sitting to the side in case she felt sick again in the middle of the night. Thankfully Anna made a barrier so Poke and Angel wouldn't be disturbed by the sound as they slept.
Though it's weird how Anna is always awake it's like she never sleeps. Sami turned to ask Anna about that but say her asleep with a piece of dry meat hanging out her mouth.
Sami left Lyra to sip on the water as he took the dried meat out of her mouth. They covered Anna with her blanket. Such a child she can be sometimes but he knows deep down she means well.
He turned back around and saw Lyra laying down as well. Finally with quiet he looked at the moon. His thoughts turning to future and the gut feeling he had that everything was oddly to simple.