Chapter 25:What is wrong?
Nakir was getting more confused, he could not enter his body back. His temples rising,his heart racing and his forehead sweating profusely.
He could not fathom this madness.
This unclear craze.
"What is sirocco aiming at now?" He asked himself. He is preventing me from entering my body back for a reason.
"What is this reason?"
Several questions clouded his mind. He was bubbled up in curiosity. After all his tactics,his spells and charms. Sirocco must think highly of himself now.
Nakir paced back and forth in deep thoughts. "What is sirocco planning?"
"Perhaps he must think I cannot possess a body and my spirit will vanish with time.
Not so sirocco". He smiled. A little smile that vanished almost immediately.
Nakir checked his body to see if anything is missen.
No, nothing is missen in the outer part. There is not a way sirocco would have gotten anything from the inner part without leaving a crack on the outer part,but here,his body is simply the way it should.
"Perhaps I missed something or a requirement in the spell.
"My bad,I will just re-do the spell...he said.
Nakir sensed a strange but familiar energy,flashes and color blind pictures.
"I know this energy... He stood up still trying to recall where it is from. It was coming closer and closer,he could sense it.
"Sirocco!"...his widen in shock,in realization, and in disbelief.
"How can this be?"
All this was his plan,his filthy plan to come upon me when I least expect. He thinks I will not be able to stop him.
"What an idiot".
"I have prepared too, sirocco".
Nakir took an invincible form as sirocco,the king and brandon walked in.
Sirocco had broke the boundary spell nakir cast in the entrance of the cave.
The only reason he could do that was because nakir's power was becoming less effective in nadin's body,for nadin's body improves everyday.
This nakir knew and had had other arrangements made. He watched sirocco closely.
Sirocco looked around,he spotted nakir's body. "I knew he would be unable to enter his body back. He started with a smile and ended up laughing aloud. His laughter did not echo due to the presence of the treasures. There were so much.
Sirocco sensed nakir's energy,the same one in laura. Nakir's is here,or was here... He said to the king.
"I can sense his energy ".
He of course cannot be here... The king said.
"Oh,great king malaa,do you think nakir will just shudder, panic and run. This is the eleventh protector. The...
"Do you now aspire praise to him?" Interrupted the king.
"No,I do not. I'm simply letting you know about who we are dealing with sirocco is careful not to touch anything he could sense nakir energy on.
"Do not touch anything your majesty...it will belong to us soon.
Brandon stood still studying the beautiful cave. Weird carvings of gold and gems. He really wants to see nakir,the protector that had his ring and that had sent an angel to him. He was hoping nakir will pop out of nowhere and take sirocco to hell and hand him his royal ring.
"Come out nakir. I can sense your energy all around. Sirocco started chanting heavily,the boundary spell broke. He reached forward to touch the golden carvings.
"Stop there". Nakir thundered as he became visible. "I can do this". He thought.
Sirocco,the king and brandon turned to face him.
"This is not him". King malaa said.
"Is this him... brandon asked.
"I really don't know. I cannot sense his energy again, perhaps this is one of his tool again.
"Go away from here lad...your master has left you in fear of what may become him". Sirocco said.
Brandon drew out his sword.
"Go out ". He said as he walked to where nakir stood.
Nakir felt his power come alive. He could feel his strength increase.
"What is happening?" He thought.
Perhaps this was the strength he needed to enter his body.
Nakir walked forward to where sirocco stood.
"Do you not hear,go out... Brandon shouted.
Nakir looked at him coldly. He would have slit his gutsy throat but brandon was useful for him,so he restrained himself from doing so.
"... He said a magic word and looked directly into brandon's eyes. His bones began to twist in a painful agonizing manner. He had never felt this kind of pain in his entire life. He dropped to his knees, groaning in pain and anguish.
"Please make it stop. Please". Brandon cried aloud. It was as though the king could feel it. He felt a deep pierce in his heart. His own son is in pain and he does not know what to do.
"Sirocco do something". The king shouted.
Sirocco started chanting but nakir stopped him in his track. He streched his left hand toward sirocco. He whispered a magic word.
Blood gushed out of his nose and mouth.
His heart was racing a thousand miles. He wheezed.
"Please"... Brandon's voice was faint now.
Nakir took pity on him simply because he was useful to him. He said another magic word and brandon's bones stopped twisting,the pain receded.
The warriors outside heard screams and rushed inside. Nakir threw a dark object on the ground. It trapped all of them inside the object.
One could only go in and not come out. Nakir threw fire Into the dark object.He watched them burn. Loud and deafening screams from them. They all burnt to ashes. Sirocco cunningly went to a corner to cast a spell to trap him forever and ever.
Nakir's eyes shone bright and green.
"It is he. This is the protector. sirocco confirmed. He came out of the corner like an innocent child.
"You are nakir". Sirocco said. He was not really surprised because he knew nakir could do anything to protect the treasure.
"Yes,I am nakir. The eleventh protector,I stand guard,I stand firm to protector hills treasure. He stopped when he sensed sirocco was up to something.
He took a mirror immediately from a niche in the wall. Sirocco had construct the spell already,it was only the last word remaining.
Nakir threw brandon's royal ring to him,it distracted the king, brandon and sirocco himself.
.. Sirocco said a magic word aloud and at the same time he struggled to catch brandon's ring. There is absolutely no way he would let the royal ring enter brandon's hand. Brandon will end him if power enter his hand. He could not risk brandon sitting on the throne. His life will be hanging by a thin thread.
Nakir felt the force coming towards him,he used the mirror to block himself and the spell bounced back to sirocco. Sirocco was trapped in a dark magic painting.
*
Tola left segund immediately the army pressed forward for war. He soon approached kensia. He ran inside the palace. Panting and grasping for air.
His blood pounding heavily in his ear.
"Your majesty". He struggled to speak.
"Calm down tola. Catch your breath and then speak. King nifemi said.
Tola stood there quiet and trying to balance his breathing. He sighed.
"Your majesty, segund's army have marched down to hills to take it". Tola reported.
"Do you sincerely think hills will fall flat". King nifemi asked tola.
There were the only ones in the palace.
"No, definitely not. This present protector is strong and powerful. I suggest we re-think this whole attack thing.
"Do not discourage us with your report tola.
The king said. His eyes brows arched with a frown on his face.
"No,I do not intend to discourage you, your grace. I'm just letting you know incase.
"Enough tola". He raised his right hand. "That's enough. He added.
"Send words to the army and have them follow segund's army,so we may attack them from behind.we will go with them afterward.
Tola sighed.