Chapter 8: Old Man Dawold and The Fallen Phoenix Alliance

As his voice echoed over the camps of all the others, some females thought that it was a much better deal and left their friends and boyfriends. Kali gripped Grem's arm heavily as a cold glint came over her eyes.

"Calm down, love he's not worth it and that old man seems way too strong for us." Grem said looking over on the top of the carriage as an old man was meditating.

"Yea, he's probably an elder of Dawold family so you can't be too reckless." Kali said coldly.

As the chubby boy gloating as women flocked to his carriage and cowed over him for his family, but one girl of peerless beauty slowly swayed her hips as she walked to the young Dawold prince. Her clothes hug snugly to her hips and curves.

"My name is Mia, young prince." she said shyly

"My name is Haden Dawold, you are beautiful. Do you mind coming inside my carriage?" He replied.

Just as she was following him towards the carriage a glint flashed, and a black dagger swept out of her sleeve towards the back of the prince and just before the dagger hit his back. A cold viscous liquid pooled in the small of his back and attached itself to her as it rapidly collapsed. The beautiful girl was rapidly being compressed before a fire quickly ignited the liquid and the girl was freed and pulled into another elder's hand.

"Don't you think it's rude to attack juniors with your power 3-star adept mage ability. Why don't you let this slide since your prince is weak? If you feel like picking a fight why don't you come with me and leave the juniors to settle their own differences." the cloaked elder holding the girl said.

"Do you dare reveal your name in front of a Dawold elder?" the Meditating elder said as he stood up. He sealed the carriage in a dome of the cold viscous liquid and stepped down to meet the elder.

"Do you remember the Shatteredsoul and Vepul family that you got rid of 1,000 years of we have been hiding and growing our forces so that we will be able to claim our ancestor's land that they had the right to live on till you betrayed them. The Fallen Phoenix alliance has risen and is spreading it wings once again. My name is Bran Hellcut, elder of the Fallen Phoenix alliance." Bran Hellcut said as a fire sword condensed into a broadsword.

The Dawold elder stepped on pillars of the water before steeping onto the ground and a water whip slowly coils up his arm and forms in his hands. "I will oblige you in this foolish battle then I will show you that the fallen phoenix alliance is weak and trivial for my Dawold family."

They quickly left the ruins around the camps and fire and liquid clashed and sizzled as they battled, and the young female used earth to constantly attack the barrier. Each spike was black like obsidian and sharp the water was cut more and more but never broke down Regardless of how much it was struck. Seeing that her offense was weak and constant she pulled out a deep brown scroll and began to pour mana into it as the ground shifted and formed a 25-foot obsidian golem that smashed down on the barrier and cracked it open. The force carried back to the caster.

The rebound of a falling barrier caused the elder to cough blood as he lost focus Bran slashed down with his broadsword caving in the chest of the Dawold elder ending the fight.

"How does that brat have a 5-star adept obsidian golem scroll?" wiping the blood from his mouth he fled to the prince, but a rising temperature made him look back in dread as he heard.

"Redemption flame Phoenix Blaze Bow" Bran Yelled as the fire elements surged towards the air around him and agglomerated into a blazing phoenix and an arrow made from a dark purple flame streaked through the sky. Piercing the Dawold elder's chest incinerating him.

"Where's the Prince of the Dawold family?" the girl asked the servants inside the carriage.

"Don't worry about it, we need to get you to the academy after this, so let's go." Bran cried out wearily.

Watching from the side of the battle Grem watched as the Dawold prince crept into the forest from the cart and he tugged Kali's shoulder as the elder was killed. "Let's go keep him company." a deep cold glint surfaced in his eye as he crept into the forest.

As the commotion died down Grem and Kali watched the prince stop and rest as they walked out and stood in front of him.

"Well, well, if it isn't the prince of the Dawold family all alone with no protection." Grem said coldly.

"Who are you?" the prince asked.

"We are ghost from the past, so our names won't matter, because you'll be dead soon" Grem replied.

The prince worried as these cold words came out of Grem's mouth. He fell backwards as he shot a gale of wind toward Grem. As the gale almost touched Grem a soft mist caught it and dissolved it right before Grem barely shifting his air. A huge vein of molten steel slowly poured out of Grem's arm as it formed a Giant Great sword it pulsed and slowly cooled before planting into the ground. Taking one step forward Grem slashed at the prince but right before the blade was going to take his life a heavy soul pressure stopped them from moving an inch more.

"Who dares to try to take my Grandson's life?" an ancient voice sounded as the sword crumbled and Grem coughed up fresh blood.

The pressure took the form of an old man and he stood before the prince looking at Grem in disbelief and shock.

"How is it you? How are you alive? You were dead all those years ago after I stormed the castle" the old man said before taking a step back.

"My parents risked their lives and soul's to save me and mine, now that I'm back no matter how long it takes I will avenge them and take your lives." Grem spat through his teeth.