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Queen Lise of Rolante sat down on her throne and let out a deep sigh as she removed her helmet.
The beatiful Star Lancer was dressed in blue armor, and her golden hair fell perfectly over her sparkling eyes.
She was tired of being a queen. She never had the time to take care of herself.
Always looking after others, and despite her magnicifient beauty on the outside, she felt dull, tired and powerless on the inside.
She was indeed one the most powerful women in the world, and a great responsibility rested on her shoulders.
The large double doors were pushed open by the two guards, and Captain Eliza of the Amazon Army entered the throne room, kneeling down in front of her ruler.
"Stand up , Eliza..." Lise said and smiled. "You know how I hate those formal gestures..."
Eliza got up on her feets.
"Your majesty..."
"Lise...." Lise interrupted.
"Lise... We recieved a message from Altena, and princess Angela will arrive with his escort at the end of the week, to discuss our future relation with them."
"Angela!" Lise exclaimed, feeling some of her inner pain ease up a bit. Angela was one of her few, true friends, despite her sometimes annoying attitude. "Eliza, I want you to prepare a welcome party for their honor."
"Of course, your ma....Lise. I'll take care of everything."
Eliza left the room, and Lise let out a sigh of relief.
Finally, she could talk to one of her friends again. She wondered how the other was doing.
She hadn't heard from any of them since the Mana War, and that was almost a year ago.
Suddenly, she realised how much she loved them. They were her closest friends, and she couldn't believe that she hadn't contacted them before.
Duran... The kind, loyal young paladin with a heart of gold....
Hawk...The romantic and handsome wanderer...
Angela...The annoying princess from Altena... But she was a good person...
Carlie... The little, adorable girl with a strange way of speaking....
Kevin... The kind beastman that always stood up for his friends...
A tear fell down the Star Lancers cheek. She missed them all so much....
But she didn't realize in that moment, that she would meet some of them sooner than she expected...
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"Hawk! You are a Nightblade!" Duran exclaimed when he saw his friend step out in the light. "How did you change class again?"
The Nightblade smiled.
"You don't need to know, since you're about to die anyway!" Hawk threw one of his throwing knifes towards Durans head, but the paladin caught the dagger with his hand and tossed it into the wall.
"You are strong, my friend." Hawk said. "This should be an interesting battle...hehe..."
"You're not my friend anymore, Hawk."
With those words, the fight begun, and it truly was two skilled warriors that fought against each other in the Temple Of Light that night.
Hawk performed a somersault and finished the move by throwing one of his fighting-daggers towards Duran, who just barely avoided the attack.
Hawk ducked for a long swing by Duran, and then he took a giant leap over the tall paladin, landing behind him.
Duran flinged himself forward to avoid the devastating stab from the dagger, and he rolled to his feets to face Hawks next attack.
Hawk smiled and grabbed the one of his daggers that lay on the floor as he assumed fighting stance.
"Your move, paladin" he said, smiling.
"You better stop smiling, Hawk. I don't want to tell Jessica that you died with a smile on your lips..."
With a roar, Duran jumped up in the air, holding his sword over his head to cut Hawks head off.
But the former Wanderer was quick as lightning, and he jumped backwards to avoid Durans attack, and at the same time, he began chanting one of the Nightblade's most powerful spells.
Fire breath.
Like a fierce dragon, Hawk released flames from his mouth, and Duran was to slow to avoid the attack.
It felt like being hit by a stream of lava.
The burning pain was so intense, that the paladin fell to his knees, dropping his sword.
His whole armor was burning, but the pain was so great that he couldn't move.
"Looks like you got a little too hot, Duran" Hawk said and smiled. "Well, I guess I have to kill you...Don't want to make you suffer..."
Hawk began to chanting another spell, and Duran tried desperately to get on his feets.
His whole body was burning like a torch, and a normal person had already been dead.
With his last, remaining powers, Duran got up on his feets, grabbing his sword.
Slowly he started to walk towards Hawk, who just smiled.
"Powers of heaven....bring light upon...my weapon.... Saint Saber!" Duran shouted with his last strength.
Suddenly, the roof was crack open, and a beam of light hit Durans sword making it glow with a white shining aura.
"You...forgot...one...thing, H-Hawk..." Duran said grimly, still refusing to fall to the ground, even though his whole body was burning. "I am a paladin....And the holy powers serve me... Die! "
Duran took a giant leap against Hawk, who was too slow to avoid the attack, and his right arm was cut off with one single swipe.
Hawk screamed in pain as his arm fell to the ground, and Duran fell backwards, landing on the stone floor, still burning.
Hawk bit his lips, trying not to give in for the enourmos pain.
"I will punish you for this, Duran... But not tonight... First I must find Carlie..."
The Nightblade suddenly disappeared, leaving the burning paladin alone on the floor.
Raindrops fell down through the large cracks in the ceiling, hitting Durans face as they slowly began to put out the fire.
Duran screamed in pain.
Suddenly, the whole world was replaced by darkness, and the dying paladin lost his senses.
And then he remembered no more.
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How do you like it? I know there is a lot that not yet have been answered, but I'm going on vacation, so I wanted to post this before I go...
Are both Kevin and Duran dead?
And what about Hawk?
And where has Carlie and Heath gone?
The next chapter will be longer, I promise, and more of the plot will be revealed....
Queen Lise of Rolante sat down on her throne and let out a deep sigh as she removed her helmet.
The beatiful Star Lancer was dressed in blue armor, and her golden hair fell perfectly over her sparkling eyes.
She was tired of being a queen. She never had the time to take care of herself.
Always looking after others, and despite her magnicifient beauty on the outside, she felt dull, tired and powerless on the inside.
She was indeed one the most powerful women in the world, and a great responsibility rested on her shoulders.
The large double doors were pushed open by the two guards, and Captain Eliza of the Amazon Army entered the throne room, kneeling down in front of her ruler.
"Stand up , Eliza..." Lise said and smiled. "You know how I hate those formal gestures..."
Eliza got up on her feets.
"Your majesty..."
"Lise...." Lise interrupted.
"Lise... We recieved a message from Altena, and princess Angela will arrive with his escort at the end of the week, to discuss our future relation with them."
"Angela!" Lise exclaimed, feeling some of her inner pain ease up a bit. Angela was one of her few, true friends, despite her sometimes annoying attitude. "Eliza, I want you to prepare a welcome party for their honor."
"Of course, your ma....Lise. I'll take care of everything."
Eliza left the room, and Lise let out a sigh of relief.
Finally, she could talk to one of her friends again. She wondered how the other was doing.
She hadn't heard from any of them since the Mana War, and that was almost a year ago.
Suddenly, she realised how much she loved them. They were her closest friends, and she couldn't believe that she hadn't contacted them before.
Duran... The kind, loyal young paladin with a heart of gold....
Hawk...The romantic and handsome wanderer...
Angela...The annoying princess from Altena... But she was a good person...
Carlie... The little, adorable girl with a strange way of speaking....
Kevin... The kind beastman that always stood up for his friends...
A tear fell down the Star Lancers cheek. She missed them all so much....
But she didn't realize in that moment, that she would meet some of them sooner than she expected...
.........................
"Hawk! You are a Nightblade!" Duran exclaimed when he saw his friend step out in the light. "How did you change class again?"
The Nightblade smiled.
"You don't need to know, since you're about to die anyway!" Hawk threw one of his throwing knifes towards Durans head, but the paladin caught the dagger with his hand and tossed it into the wall.
"You are strong, my friend." Hawk said. "This should be an interesting battle...hehe..."
"You're not my friend anymore, Hawk."
With those words, the fight begun, and it truly was two skilled warriors that fought against each other in the Temple Of Light that night.
Hawk performed a somersault and finished the move by throwing one of his fighting-daggers towards Duran, who just barely avoided the attack.
Hawk ducked for a long swing by Duran, and then he took a giant leap over the tall paladin, landing behind him.
Duran flinged himself forward to avoid the devastating stab from the dagger, and he rolled to his feets to face Hawks next attack.
Hawk smiled and grabbed the one of his daggers that lay on the floor as he assumed fighting stance.
"Your move, paladin" he said, smiling.
"You better stop smiling, Hawk. I don't want to tell Jessica that you died with a smile on your lips..."
With a roar, Duran jumped up in the air, holding his sword over his head to cut Hawks head off.
But the former Wanderer was quick as lightning, and he jumped backwards to avoid Durans attack, and at the same time, he began chanting one of the Nightblade's most powerful spells.
Fire breath.
Like a fierce dragon, Hawk released flames from his mouth, and Duran was to slow to avoid the attack.
It felt like being hit by a stream of lava.
The burning pain was so intense, that the paladin fell to his knees, dropping his sword.
His whole armor was burning, but the pain was so great that he couldn't move.
"Looks like you got a little too hot, Duran" Hawk said and smiled. "Well, I guess I have to kill you...Don't want to make you suffer..."
Hawk began to chanting another spell, and Duran tried desperately to get on his feets.
His whole body was burning like a torch, and a normal person had already been dead.
With his last, remaining powers, Duran got up on his feets, grabbing his sword.
Slowly he started to walk towards Hawk, who just smiled.
"Powers of heaven....bring light upon...my weapon.... Saint Saber!" Duran shouted with his last strength.
Suddenly, the roof was crack open, and a beam of light hit Durans sword making it glow with a white shining aura.
"You...forgot...one...thing, H-Hawk..." Duran said grimly, still refusing to fall to the ground, even though his whole body was burning. "I am a paladin....And the holy powers serve me... Die! "
Duran took a giant leap against Hawk, who was too slow to avoid the attack, and his right arm was cut off with one single swipe.
Hawk screamed in pain as his arm fell to the ground, and Duran fell backwards, landing on the stone floor, still burning.
Hawk bit his lips, trying not to give in for the enourmos pain.
"I will punish you for this, Duran... But not tonight... First I must find Carlie..."
The Nightblade suddenly disappeared, leaving the burning paladin alone on the floor.
Raindrops fell down through the large cracks in the ceiling, hitting Durans face as they slowly began to put out the fire.
Duran screamed in pain.
Suddenly, the whole world was replaced by darkness, and the dying paladin lost his senses.
And then he remembered no more.
................
How do you like it? I know there is a lot that not yet have been answered, but I'm going on vacation, so I wanted to post this before I go...
Are both Kevin and Duran dead?
And what about Hawk?
And where has Carlie and Heath gone?
The next chapter will be longer, I promise, and more of the plot will be revealed....
