Chapter17

#Chapter17

Saving Araba

Isalo's POV

A sharp pain stung my feet as I raced down the flight of stairs. Darkness had conquered every end of the Suldom. Wooden lamps were mounted at both side of the stairs, their flames a sharp contrast to the non abating black. As I ran, I prayed that King Talus will survive.

A bell rang almost deafening me. Roars echoed in the distance. I rushed down the stair not knowing where I was going to end. Just then a boom shook the whole place. I looked up and saw a white streak in the air. I winced and gasped. It was King Talus. Peering over the buildings lining the stairs I saw soldiers holding torches in their hands, chasing the king on horseback.