The Soul in the Dark
Chapter VII
"Concentrate, Tyh!" Produn had commanded as he lined up another shot at Tyh and released another blunt stone arrow at his chest, it bouncing off his bare but taped up body, hitting it dead on target with his chest, causing Tyh to put an arm over the area. His body cold from the freezing Gustaburg winds atop Vomp Hill
"YEOUCH, it would be VERY easy to if you wasn't shooting arrows at me y'know" He said very sarcastically
"How would you dodge arrows if none are getting fired at you?" Produn grinned pulling another arrow from his quiver and aiming once more, letting Tyh regain his composure "Just concentrate, go by your instincts not by what you see" he said, firing another hitting Tyh, this time in the arm as he tried to swerve out the way.
"Getting better…Now…you have 3 seconds to get prepared" He took another arrow from his quiver and set it up, aiming at his chest once more giving a countdown "Three!"
Tyh Closed his eyes hearing the command and the warning, blocking out every other sound, he didn't even hear the last two numbers, the only sound he heard was of the arrow travelling through the air as it was launched, and bending backwards using his hands to help, he dodges the arrow, folding back more into a perfect back flip with the arrow clearing his body just inches away.
"By George, I think you got it" Produn exclaimed, surprised
Tyh grinned "it's kind of easy; I could sense when to do the movements by how loud the sound was to me"
Produn hummed in thought "Well then Tyh, why not try a Barrage?" Produn grinned evilly, taking out three arrows from his quiver and aiming at Tyh with all three arrows aimed at him.
"Say Wh..." but before he could finish the sentence Produn fired all three at him, and taking the only way he knew he rolled out to the side avoiding the arrows rolling onto a knee "ARE YOU CRAZY! YOUR SUPPOSE TO ME HELPING ME, NOT KILLING ME!" Tyh screamed at him
Produn just looked at him and laughed "I couldn't resist" he said with a grin "calm down, you got out of the way didn't you?"
"What if I didn't?"
"Then you would be really bruised"
Tyh sighed and stood up holding his bandaged ribs "Not the point" he mumbled, walking over to where Produn was standing, picking up his own bow, he had customised it himself when he was training as a Dragoon, the entire wooden frame was covered in Wyvern scales from where Firewing had shed his skin over the years and two dragon horns on the end of the bow, a trademark of Tyh's.
"You are highly skilled at archery indeed, yet you had trouble dodging attacking arrows?"
"Well it is very hard to predict their speed, especially when you hardly need to dodge them like me"
"Yes, I've heard about your Dragon Knight past, and it don't take a lot to jump in the air to avoid attacks"
"Simple, but effective"
"Maybe so, bit what if there was two of them, you dodge one attack the second one hits you in the air"
"Well there won't be two of them, only Orlock."
Speaking of which, in San'd oria
From the Plains of La Theine smoke could be seen rising from the Kingdom of San'doria, upon entering flames could be seen as tall as the shops, and it quickly spread, many elvaan were fleeing in terror from the demon spawn of Orlock himself, watching over the carnage with the Deathbringer attached to his back, laughing
"Ah, Lovely, the smell of fear and fire all in once concoction….perfection…Once I overthrow and kill King Destin and take rule of this…country…I will move on to Bastok then finally…Windurst, once all three are under my rule I shall rule Vana'dial" he grinned and started walking towards the Chateau d'Oraguille, drawing the Deathbringer from his back as he is met with the many loyal Royal Knights of San'd oria.
"Stand down you fools, or be ready to drop dead where you stand!" Orlock warned, only for his warning to fall upon deaf ears as the army drew there swords. "So be it…" Orlock muttered, holding the swords tip towards the army of Knights "This Sword contains the spirits and power of more than two hundred Beastmen, and you shall feel the wrath of each of them" He charged at them Deathbringer held high and cutting down into one of the knights, the power of the blade cutting through the hard steel armour.
In the Necropolis
DeMondé struggled to get free from the darksteel chains, groaning as her back hit the cold brick wall again, and her arms had little feeling left in them, she looked down to her ankles, they were also shackled to the wall. Her ears pressed against her head, trying to get her tail out of the uncomfortable chain.
"If Orlock had taken me with him I could have escaped easier" she thought to herself, she honestly believed that Tyh survived, but her hope was slowly drifting away as the hours past, was Orlock right, had Tyh died or was he trying to make her lose all hope in ever being free.
In the Konschtat Highlands
"Steady your Aim, boy and aim for the head"
Produn said quietly, staring at the unaware Greater Quadav which was about to get a beetle arrow through his skull. "Pull back as much as you can"
Tyh Nodded and pulled the string back to its maximum length, feeling it tighten around the arrow and his fingertips then let go, forcing the arrow forward into the air and right in between the eyes, the shelled Beastman falling to the floor.
"HAHA, Eat that you overgrow Turtle!" Tyh jumped up and yelled in accomplishment.
Back in San d' oria
A dark chuckle escaped the lips of Orlock as he grabbed the sworded wrist of a Kings knight and twist it around to his back and pushing upwards –pushing the blade of the knights own sword up and through his spinal column.
He dropped the knight to the floor and turned towards the Chateau d'Oraguille pointing towards it.
"Onward my warriors to victory and the fall of King Destin!"
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