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Verse V: Escapade

As the search for the seal continued Zai began to lose his patience. The longer they spent searching the longer it would take for him to complete his mission. How long had it had been since he had last seen the goddess? Since he has last seen her smiling face? He missed her so much that it was sometimes too much to bear. Now things were different. Now things were complicated. He had to free her so that they could be together with no constraints.

He looked down to the world below. They were flying overhead multiple towns and villages, all of which have been the same in sight quality until they came across one that was set ablaze. He could see the smoke from the burning fire rise towards him. He turned to Harret. He couldn't tell what he was thinking or tell what his expression was. He always wore that odd mask, from the day they first met and up till now.

"There seems to be a raid going on at that village," Lived hissed. "I can hear the cries of the humans. Many cries…"

"Do you know who is responsible?" Harret said flatly.

"Trigeral…," Lived said, sensing Zai's vengeful rage boiling deep within him. "You wish to kill them, do you?"

"Yes…" Zai answered. He wanted them all dead. His lust for battle was not yet quenched for the day.

"We do not have time for this, Zai…," Harret said to him. "We need to get to the seal or have to forgotten your mission..?"

"I have not forgotten my mission nor will I ever!" Zai shot at him. "But let me ask you this, Harret. Do you know where the seal is?"

Harret showed no reaction to Zai's out roar. He simply responded. "No, I do not know of its location but what we do know is which seal we seek; The Seal of the Sun. If we can only obtain any sort of clues then maybe…"

"Survivors…"Gaia whispered as she illuminated from Harret's necklace in a faint green light.

"Hm. Perhaps attacking Trigeral here may benefit us after all," Harret said flatly. "If we can find some survivors that can provide us with information-"

"Let's go, Lived. Kill them all! Burn them all to hell!" Zai screeched with pleasure. "DIE! DIE! DIE! I want them all to die!"

Lived swooped down from above and down to Earth. With a mighty roar Lived crashed into the Earth close to the burning village. Zai, outraged still, attempted to shake Lived's head.

"What are you doing!? Why aren't we burning them to hell? Rain fire on them! Now!" Zai screamed desperately.

"Zai, calm down and try to think clearly. We want to save as many people as possible! We can't risk Lived killing innocent victims or adding to the casualties because of your uncontrollable rage." Harret explained.

Zai growled as he made his way off Lived's back and to the ground. He drew his sword and stabbed it into the Earth several times. Once again he was conflicted between revenge and his mission. However, he quickly realized that he could simply do both.

"I shall wait here…" Lived groaned.

"All right. I'll do this up close and person!" Zai smirked as he dashed into the burning town. The screams of the villagers continued to fill the air.

As he approached it he can see that his dream had been true. It was indeed Trigeral attacking these villagers. He watched as they executed the men before their wives and children, capturing the women and killing them in cold blood after they had their cruel way with them. They tied the children down and set them ablaze. These weren't noble knights of the kingdom. No, these were cold blooded murderers. Monsters. They had to be stopped indeed. And they deserved to die before a demon that would make them suffer.

He witnessed a soldier taking a pregnant young woman by the hair and dragging her out in the open. This woman reminded a little of Lillian, which made his mind stray back to her. He imagined her being captured by the soldier, to be mistreated and abused. This fed his rage, his anger, his bloodlust. With a mighty he charged at the soldier, sword raised high in the air. The soldier saw him coming and was stricken with fear. Zai plunged his blade through his chest, removed it then stabbed him again and again, each time with more ferocity until he had enough and let the corpse fall.

He looked down at the frightened young woman. All he could see was Lillian before his eyes. He spoke softly to her, "You're safe. Don't worry." Then he went off to claim more lives of soldiers, leaving the woman to crawl away to safety.

Harret strolled through the burning village in a carefree fashion. Using his staff he uses his magic to slay his enemies as they run towards him with ease while Gaia provided him with protection of the Earth. He watched as the body count grew and ponder on what the Trigerals had become. He remembered them long ago as mighty defenders of the land, respected by all and he was proud to watch them rally by. They were loved and respected by all but that was during the time of Damon's father. Now that Damon had taken over they have changed. The whole kingdom has changed. Now the Trigerals exploit there powers to the extent and use brutal force to grippen their reign over their people. It was a sad sight and Harret was greatly disappointed. Once they had freed the goddess from the burden of the seal perhaps they can free the people of the torment of the Trigeral.

Their liberation continued and the bodies of soldiers began to pile as the remaining villagers gathered and watched from the distance, amazed and relieved and thanked the gods for this miracle.

Sure feels good to be writing this again. I'm sorry if this verse wasn't all that interesting but please bear with me. I'll be updating often now so please read, enjoy and review. Please excuse all grammar, typos and spelling errors.