Chapter 7:

Master of the Cloak.

My will shall resonate in this stormy game


“Can you assure me that the House of the Sun will take responsibility if it is a mistaken vision?”

“I can, Master of the Cloak, the boy doesn't even know that what he had was a vision, he takes it as an omen.” He omitted the subject that they saw him as the bearer of the mantle.

“Chaos and destruction, that’s not good news.” I look at my notes and how the piece of wood with charcoal pointed The final pages of a more or less well-spent day. “Preventing harm is the priority of our duty. It's quite important that this confusion reaches the son of the House of Sol. Pass on my words. Everyone must be on guard and prepared for a possible attack.”

“With all due respect, Master of the Mantle, the vision of part of Santa Fe and the cathedral has yet to be verified.

white, where the Saint would predict truths or reveal lies.”

“This is the first time I’ve seen you so talkative, and even more so formal. Did he say anything else to you?”

“I don’t want to be the cause of so many problems, just because he’s my father, sir.”

“Well, just make sure things are done right.” For a moment I debate whether I should listen to a vision half-completed, but if the saint had confirmed it, I would have been a fool not to prepare. “Who knows, maybe this will be an opportunity for you to earn merit and be recognized as the new bearer of the mantle.”

“Dreaming costs nothing, Father, with your permission.”

“Part,” I gesture with my hand.

By sunset, everyone was present, the mantle bearers in a row in front of all the troops, supported by the mantle servers gathered in a row of 5 people behind their respective superior and the white guard soldiers in 5 columns of 10 people each

To the surprise of all the Speakers arrived with pristine presence, the sacred seconded by the prayers, the chants, the few instruments clamoring for attention with their slight presence yet blending with the wind so that it was impossible to differentiate it from the small gales that drew even more storm clouds around.

To the bewilderment of all those present, the praetor stood at the head of the line of reinforcements and with it great relief to the warriors and assistants, while everyone watched as he gathered next to the cloak masters the 4 present stood at his sides.

“Son of Alba, today we gather, because great evils lurk in the coming darkness, look beyond these walls and witness it, evil beings have come to condemn Lasha, I will deny a desire so voracious, so merciless, so devoid of all light, today we will be the brightest glow of Alba, its representative is with us, The Holy Ada."

Everyone seemed more encouraged, as the storm came they could see even more clearly how the

Santa would stand in front of them to address them a few words and the rain would increase in intensity.

“Children of Alba, my visions foretold us an unprecedented victory over the impure and those who have decided abandon the light of dawn today to return to claim our servitude to the darkness, know that we will defend ourselves with everything we have, young Abaddon has been the precursor of this vision and has given important information about how it will end, you will see these walls collapsed, you will see even the second house behind them on fire, but the rest will be fine, I have put combat slaves, deacons making a wall that they will not be able to surpass without our consent, therefore, shine as you have never shone before, today Alba will watch over us in its farewell.

The spirits were high, as everyone noticed, joy and devotion blended into one whole.

unified that proclaimed the survival of the light and therefore of them, while they formed the first barrier in front and the praetor, like the saint on high looking down on them, there was pressure, not for his life, but to disappoint them in a time of need.

“Santa, will things be that easy?” Already inside the small roof that formed the surveillance zone, he placed a little tea in a cup, while gently passing it to the saint.

“Our job is never praetor-like.” I gratefully take the cup.

“I am aware, but young Abaddon knew of the vision long before you, he could disarm me more than that.”

“it will happen.”

“It is a minor battle, then a decisive one, the beings of darkness will arrive first, quadruped creatures and

Bipeds, insects, and more will come. After repelling the first wave, we will all enter the walls, and the archers, like the orators, will dedicate themselves to repelling the second wave of the worshippers of darkness, the wall will fall." She took another sip, while controlling her emotions as the light became dim again. "After that, they will enter, cause chaos, and steal many things." In time, she reached out with the empty cup and felt happy to be assisted in such a cold environment by one of her favorite desserts.

“I heard that pomegranate is one of your favorite fruits, I took care to acquire it long before the announcement was made.”

blockade, also take other things.”

“For a while this and many other foods will be scarce.”

“Can you tell me a little more about the vision, if you don’t mind?”

“The great evil is here, my bishops are about to lead the reserves of combat slaves and not fighters to the North Wall, where the second assault will arrive, while we dedicate ourselves to the creatures and I fear that is where my visions take me." I take the last sip of tea, while I take the cold fruit in my hands and delicately remove it grain by grain, tasting the juice with each bite.

“It is possible that their goal is to enter Lasha and report back to their kingdom in the future.”

“I don't know, after healing the wounded everything gets blurry again, but I see the red light before that, so maybe be glad that there won't be many changes.”

“I’ll sedate the boiler; it seems they’re calling me.”

“I thank you.” He calmly watched as the praetor withdrew, and with it the doubt. “Young Abaddon is exceptional, his "The vision was so exact and she has barely come of age." He sighed inwardly as he packed away the rest of the route covered in the yellow white of it.

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At the entrance to the wall, everyone was ready when they saw the praetor stand in front of everyone.

shield and hammer in hand, while everyone began to hear the heartbreaking roars and for a moment the roar of the praetor made them more restless, while he spoke again.

“Look at them, witness with your own eyes what we will face.” I point with the hammer. “The extinction of the light.” “It is the only purpose and desire they can bear.” I raise the hammer, while the saint’s blessing reached the weapons, like small waves of concentrated light and impregnated the luminosity in each one. “The kingdom of Yami throws us to its horrors and we will be the last wall of Alba if necessary with our lives, they will fall right here, only then will we ensure a new dawn and greet Alba with pride!”

The moment the creatures showed themselves, everyone stood forward with their shields raised and their weapons at the ready.

side, while they screamed trying to match the praetor, who shook the hammer from side to side and 3 wolves were killed, while a giant scorpion tried to sting him with poison, the shield was put in front and in a second sweep the super developed arachnid ended up with its shell on the floor and its legs in the air.

The warriors in white did not hesitate and stuck their spears and swords in, finishing him off, only to notice how from the belly Hundreds of smaller ones came out and in the process of reaching the hands from the weapons, they jumped at the enemy, while the poison began to paralyze them and they only felt the arrows end their suffering almost instantly as animal bites overcame them.

The armored bears began to arrive, with the force of the attack they managed to make holes for the rest of creatures managed to enter and only the finish of the arrows prevented the bears from climbing the wall, after that wolves and ants of the same size began to look for as much prey as they could among the unprotected warriors with short weapons.

Ashley
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