World of Empires
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Chapter 4 Revenge and reunion
There was no need for a proper plan of strategy this time. The plan was simple. Go in Gil'ead, kill all Galbatorix's soldiers, Kill Durza, rescue Arya and then get out. Sapphira was to wait outside whilst Eragon did all the dirty work. The short "plan" was to last about three hours and was tightly scheduled.
"Sapphira, listen, I will call you if I need any help, be here in around three hours, during this period you can do anything you want, go hunting if it pleases you."
"You sound really arrogant; please try to control your anger."
"How do you expect me to Sapphira? You know Durza, he will probably be telling his soldiers to whip and rape her right now."
"Well, if you think they are then you'd better get on a hurry if you are to save her in time; you did promise."
Eragon nodded his head in agreement, then patted Sapphira on her deep blue scales and then walked off, into the walls of Gil'ead once again.
"Tell me the plans of the Varden, I am sure you do not want to continue your suffering," said Durza, his voice filled with hatred.
"I will never tell you anything you shade, Eragon will soon be here and rescue me from this hellhole." She then spat all she had in her mouth at Durza's face. Durza was outraged.
He then shouted something in the ancient language and Arya could not breathe. She was afraid, very afraid and tears and sweat were all over her face.
"Hah, you speak of Eragon like he is your brother or husband, well he is not, you shouldn't trust that boy, he is a coward, even if he does come he will be eliminated by me." He then laughed another evil laugh. Arya was quiet, only starring at Durza with pure hatred.
"You are too proud shade; Eragon can defeat the likes of you any day." She then used all the strength she had to kick Durza up the genitals. Durza groaned very loudly and again he looked absolutely furious.
"GUARDS, BRING ME A RA'ZAC, ANY RA'ZAC!" He then smiled at Arya. "Ah, little elf, I hope you like meat, because you will be seeing and smelling lots of it."
A few minutes later an ugly old Ra'zac appeared accompanied by three heavily armed soldiers. The soldiers bowed at Durza yet the Ra'zac just stood there, seemingly unimpressed by Durza's rank.
"Durzzaaa, whatsssss do you want?" the Ra'zac asked. Durza looked at the Ra'zac disgustingly before finally replying.
"Ra'zac, I am giving you a little treat. I will let you bite into this young Elven princess, but one bite only, and only on the arm at that.
"Thank you Durzzaaa," it replied. As quick as lightening, the Ra'zac dug its teeth in the middle of Arya's arm.
Eragon walked on the archway towards the main eastern entrance. He used put on an old cloak for the effect of an old beggar and then approached the guards. The guards did what they were told to do which was to stop Eragon. "Who are you and what is your purpose here?" asked one of the guards. Both of them were armed with swords and wore extremely heavy armour.
"Please, let me past, I need to speak to Durza about something, I am a spy for the empire, please I am only so poor, what harm could I possibly do?" The two guards looked at each other and then nodded at each other.
"Ok then, we will let you enter, but you must prove that you are carrying no weapons or armaments." Eragon muttered extremely quietly in the ancient language so the guards could not hear. He muttered a spell which rendered his sword and dagger invisible and transparent.
The two soldiers carefully checked each area of his body for possible hidden weapons but when there were none they stopped. "Ok, you're free to pass, make sure you don't go anywhere you shouldn't go."
Eragon nodded and walked forward. Again he whispered in the ancient language so that his daggers and sword were no opaque and visible. Without warning he lunged at the two guards and swung Valsthur. The soldier he attacked was an experienced one; he managed to block it, but only temporarily. Valsthur snapped the blade the soldier was carrying in two and struck him on his helmet. He groaned and fell to the floor.
The other soldiers saw what Eragon had done to the previous and then dropped his weapon. "Please," he begged. "I have a wife and children, please spare me! Please!" Eragon knew what it felt like to be deprived of a loved one, he experienced it three times now and did not want to lose the forth; Arya.
"Soldier, I will not kill you but I will make you unconscious." Eragon muttered again the ancient language and the soldier froze then collapsed. Eragon ignored him now and moved forward. Suddenly there was a high-pitched scream, a female scream; one which travelled through the corridors of Gil'ead.
It was Arya, it had to be. She was now, according to what Eragon heard in the scream, in terrible pain and he had to get to her quick. He ran, ran as fast as he could' like a cheetah. He was halted by a soldier who told him immediately to stop but he ignored him. Since he had infinite energy he could run as long as he could. He ran past the soldier slicing his hip on the way.
Many soldiers heard the scream and charged at Eragon. Soldiers were pouring from all over the place, not just in front. They came from rooms which did not directly lead from and into the dungeon. Eragon stab and swung and parried and blocked. He saw the men and felt a hatred for them beyond reckoning.
"So, Princess Arya, I hope you think you suffered enough, now please, tell me what are the moves for the Varden," Durza asked clearly amused by the pain he had caused to Arya again.
"I would never tell a shade, or anybody working for the empire," said Arya bravely trying to defy the fear built up within her.
"Ah, it seems like you have not suffered enough pain," said Durza. "Ra'zac, come here-" But Durza was interrupted by a panicking soldier running at him.
"Lord Durza," panted the soldier. He was a young one and he was very inexperienced with matters of fighting. "There is a young man within the corridors of the castle sir, he is slaughtering our soldiers, and we believe it is the rider, what should we do?"
Durza was extremely surprised at this new situation. He so desperately wanted to kill Eragon the so called shadeslayer. "I will go personally to meet our guest, whilst I'm gone cover up the elf's wounds and make sure she doesn't die. Oh yes, and send a message to Galbatorix, tell him we require the assistance of Murtagh and Thorn immediately." He began to walk out to the door but once he got there he stopped. He turned back to the three soldiers there and grinned then said, "Oh yes, feel free to rape her anytime you wish…"
Eragon slew more and more men as the piles of bodies around him grew. Men were simply thrown at him and cut apart by his Valsthur and his strength. He had warded himself just in case a lucky man actually managed to stab him. The more men Eragon slew the more seem to come.
Eragon slowly walked forward and was slowly pushing the defeated soldiers back. All the soldiers were all bunched together and mobility was very poor so every time Eragon swung Valsthur it made its mark as the soldiers could not move and those who blocked it found that their sword were ripped to shreds by Valsthur.
Suddenly the soldiers morale broke and they all began to run backward, their rear exposed to their enemy; Eragon. Eragon saw the perfect chance and he chased after them as they were all running to the route of the dungeon. He slashed, stabbed swung at his exposed enemy, showing no mercy after what they did to Arya.
In the distance Eragon could again hear the screams of a woman and he instinctively knew that Arya was still being tortured. Eragon reached the hallway where he last met Durza was not surprised at all when he saw him there again.
"Shade," Eragon stated coldly, looking at him like he was the devil itself. "I have come to kill you once and for all." Durza smiled at these words and took him about five seconds to reply.
"You do know Eragon that you don't have to put up with this, join me and we can kill Galbatorix and rule the world of empires together," he stated coolly. He was trying to persuade Eragon to join him, which obviously was failing. Eragon was not a power-hungry wolf whom had nothing better to do but to rule.
"Your words mean shit," said Eragon frustrated that Durza had given him an option of dominating the world.
"Well, Eragon I take that as a no, too bad, you declined, you must now die." He produced a massive sword only slightly smaller than Valsthur but looked very strong. He muttered something in the ancient language so quietly that Durza could not hear. He made Valsthur invisible whilst the only thing visible was the two daggers.
"Hah, Eragon, you managed to defeat my finest troops with those two measly weapons." He then swung at Eragon full speed and strength and Eragon had to use the two daggers combined to block it, the force Durza used was so strong that Eragon hurt his wrists in parrying it away.
"I thought much better of you Eragon, too bad you underestimated me, you will die," he said again. This time Durza swung at him from the side and Eragon was forced to take a step back to avoid being stabbed. His warden was wearing down his energy now and without Valsthur in his grasp he couldn't have a productive source of energy.
Eragon was forced to take another step back as Durza lunged forward with his massive sword and nearly cut through the middle of Eragon's neck. Eragon only managed to defend by using both his daggers in unison and stopped the sword tip a centimetre from the neck. However to defend himself one of the daggers dropped to the floor.
Durza smiled very broadly. "You know Eragon, people have always overestimated you, they think that you are all wise-knowing and powerful, in fact you are neither." This offended Eragon very much and so he lunged forward, dagger in hand to Durza who was taken back surprised.
Eragon lunged his dagger at Durza who easily parried it with his superior weapon. Durza then struck back at Eragon with his sword, swinging it to the left of his head then suddenly down. Eragon ducked at the last second but the skill of Durza's swordsmanship brought the other dagger in Eragon's hand out.
He then pointed it at Eragon's neck and then smiled again. "So it ends here shadeslayer, what are you final words?" Eragon now knew the time to reveal his secret weapon. He jumped back as far as he could then shouted as loud as he could in the ancient language so that Durza could hear. Valsthur appeared on his belt as quick as lightening.
Eragon took out the sword as fast as he could and could feel the energy coming back into him. He then leaped forward near Durza and then said, ironically with a smile on his face, "The problem with you shade is that you underestimate your opponent." Eragon thought he sounded a little bit too casual.
Eragon then completely caught Durza off guard and swung his sword high and crashed it down on Durza's head only to be parried away. "Arghhhh!" cried Durza and he was clenching his left wrist. It looked extremely purplish-red and Eragon knew he had broke it. "WAISE HIELE!" cried Durza and the colour changed, back to the pale white skin shades have. Eragon hopes quickly diminished as Durza looked like nothing had happened to him.
"Die!" cried Eragon. He swung left, swung right he swung up and he swung down but all were parried away by the now very surprised Durza. "So, perhaps I have underestimated you Eragon, but you will never have the powers to formally defeat me."
So the two swords clashed again but with one difference, Durza's sword had cuts and strains all over and he himself was panting so much but Eragon's sword was as spotless as glass and he himself had not even drawn sweat. Such was the power of Valsthur.
Eragon blew the hardest blow he could muster and smashed down on Durza's head. Durza blocked it but the impact of Eragon's sword smashed Durza's sword in two. Before Durza had the chance to even speak Eragon closed in and plunged Valsthur into the heart of Durza. He cackled and then collapsed.
Eragon now ran using the route he previously used to the dungeon. He hoped he was in time to save his loved on, he hoped that the soldiers had not attempted to rape her; if they did then he would have vengeance on them like none ever seen by him before.
The three soldiers whipped her as hard as they could again. Arya had never bore this kind of pain before, she had at least been flogged over fifty times and the soldiers still looked extremely cruel. Suddenly one of them told the other to stop whipping and started taking Arya's clothing off; one by one.
"You fucking bastard, are you so desperate?" said Arya with pure disgust and with that she spat at one of the soldiers face.
Warning: May be considered a Lemon
The soldier looked extremely annoyed and told the other two to help him strip her. Soon only her skirt and underwear was still on and she was completely topless. "How dare you!" she cried in agony.
One of the soldiers stared at Arya's pale breasts and then said, "Wow, nice breasts you got there, mind if I feel them?" He didn't wait for answer and he reached out for them. However whilst the soldier was talking Arya saw Eragon standing in the doorway overlooking the event. She felt immense relief when she saw Eragon and also extreme joy and happiness. She then turned on the soldier.
"If I were you I would not do that," she said. The soldier laughed.
"Why is that?"
"Because my lover is just standing right behind you and if you even lay a finger on me he will kill you."
"HA! As if, he cannot defeat Durza, anyways you're just trying to stall time, nope; I am too clever for that!"
Eragon watched and slowly moved forward without trying to make too much of a noise. He watched in anger as the soldier suddenly grabbed hold of Arya's breast. Eragon ran forward making as little noise as possible. He tapped the soldier on the shoulder and when he turned around he had the pure look of horror on his face.
Eragon moved swiftly and punched him on the jaw. The punch itself knocked the man out and then Eragon grabbed Valsthur and lunged it deep into the head of the man lying unconscious on the floor. The remaining two soldiers attempted to run but to no avail. Eragon froze them and slaughtered them where they stood….
End of Lemon
"Arya are you ok? What did the soldiers do to you?" asked Eragon, his voice filled with worry. Arya nodded obviously meaning ok but she was slightly reluctant to let Eragon see her topless. "Here let me heal you." He said the healing spell and all the cuts, whip marks and bruises and blood were gone. However she was still very pale and weak.
"Eragon we need to go, and fast, Murtagh and Thorn are personally coming to stop us, your current powers cannot fight him, he is too strong," said Arya quietly, obviously still very weak. She looked like she was on the verge of collapse.
"Ah, obviously Arya you do not know what fortunes lie in store for us," smiled Eragon back at Arya trying to raise her sprits.
"Sapphira, I have got Arya, we are now at the eastern gates of Gil'ead."
"Little one, I am on the western gate, I will be right there, however something seems peculiar, I sense a great power approaching, do you think it is more Ra'zac.
"Sapphira, be as quick as possible, for I know what is, be prepared, Murtagh and Thorn are coming."
"But you have Valsthur, anyways you have increased in strength by far over the past few days, you have learnt how to love and how to control hate. That Murtagh will never possess."
"Yes, I have a powerful sword but Galbatorix has given Murtagh a spell which also saves up his energy, he told me and what if Arya gets hurt in the battle, no I cannot afford a duel with him now."
After that said Sapphira came whirling through the sky and using her skilled agility, landed right in front of Eragon who was carrying Arya in his hands. He quickly strapped Arya to Sapphira and then sat himself in the saddle. As soon as they launched up in the air a smaller red dragon approached with its rider…