The Traitors & The Liars

The sound of steel merged with the warm wind and poised into their ears. They were all able to witness the pure anger in their eyes, which was as real as the weapons they held in their hands. 

The guards cursed as they pointed their longspears at them from all corners. The common people were ready with huge chunks of rock, and the other men in the crowd bore rusted and crooked daggers, knives, and swords of all kinds. 

"Ya bunch of fuckin' liars!" The guards yelled through their helms. 

"No! We come here in peace! Don't hurt us!" Lars burst as his eyes jumped around the crowd.

"A traitor, along with liars! That's a match made in heaven!" No one was convinced.

"Listen to us! We are not here to cause trouble! We just want to meet the leader!" Vegas tried.

"A white-haired witch along with a green-haired witch! We're all doomed to die if we don't slaughter them right now!." No one was ready to listen to them. 

Before things could get any worse, Yin put up his hand while his black scarf swayed in the air. 

"People! Let me talk!" He pleaded.

"There we go! The False Prophet Talks! Let's hear what he's got to say before we kill them!" They all laughed and screamed. 

"We are from the North, as you all know. We've come here to inform the leader about a grave danger that could end this Realm. This is the truth, and we are not here to cause any trouble. Please understood. Yin explained politely. 

"Is it true that you can fly?" Someone from the crowd asked.

And one by one, the questions kept piling up.

"Is it true that you disproved the existence of the Northern God, the Moon Goddess?" 

"Is it true that you were stabbed twice in the heart but still lived?" 

"Why did you name the Realm, Meilands?"

…

Yin looked left and right and left and right, again and again, scanning the faces of the people who asked the questions. But Yin stood in silence for a moment, taking everything in like a fresh breath of air.

"Yes. Everything you heard, everything you thought was a fairytale, every story you all laughed about—everything is true!

…

Now there was utter silence from the crowd, their eyes wide open, staring and speechless at the eight of them. 

Yin looked at his crewmates and nodded. 

But then suddenly,

"AHH! HAHAHAHA!"

"HAHAHA! HAHA!"

"Now that's a funny man! HAHAHA!" 

The crowd burst out laughing hysterically, purely amused by his speech.

Yin and the others stood confused and then realized that they had made a fool of themselves by thinking that these people would even have an ounce of belief in them.

But Yin was able to understand them; he quickly thought back to his days on Earth and how much he hated people who actually 'believed in the concept of God' So he stood in no position to be angry at them, because if he were one among the crowd, he would've laughed along with them too.

"As if we would believe your filthy lies! We are not stupid like you people from the North! Let's kill them all and take their bodies to our king!" They came to a conclusion.

Suddenly, a pointy rock from somewhere in the crowd was flung at the side of Yin's forehead.

He bleed.

"Yin!" Vegas screamed, on the verge of going on a killing spree. She knew she could do it with ease, and she has dealt with a greater number of enemies on the battlefield than this. She knew this would be as easy as devouring a dozen chicken buns. But she understood that Yin was trying to prove that he truly meant no harm. 

And after a few seconds, hundreds and hundreds of rocks were furiously flung at them; they all spat at them, and the guards caved in, closing the circle with their spears on one hand and their shields on the other. Finally, the men with swords rushed in at them.

The seven of them continued resisting any action.

But Tara was not someone who took all this undeserved disrespect. 

So she revealed who she was.

"Off with you, sons of bitches!" 

She cast a spell that incinerated a great green flame around them, and they were safe from the attacks. 

The creatures of the East were pushed back by the impact of the spell. They fell with their swords, rocks, and knives scattered all over the floor. The guards took a heavy fall to their faces; it was their heavy armor that made it easy.

"Why!" Lars yelled at Tara as he dove down from the green flame.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and their iris was the green flame that was set in front of them. They couldn't fathom it. "A female mage? That's not possible." They thought, frightened and frozen.

"Don't you dare mess with me, ya fuckin' assholes!" Tara Elykis's voice radiated from the green flame, cursing at the people.

Yin stood unphased. 

"Again, I didn't command this. She just got angry. I apologize." Yin spoke softly to the people.

"STOP THIS MADNESS!" A loud voice from the speakers around the streets echoed everywhere.

"King, save us!' The people cried and yelped.

It was the voice of Jaquer Maclain. 

He was standing outside his castle with a megaphone in his hand, far from the incident. 

Yin and the others could vaguely see his figure shaking in the heat waves.

Yin put his clenched fist up in the air, and Jaquer noticed it.

"GUARDS! BRING THEM ALL TO ME!" Jaquer ordered by screaming into the megaphone.

One after the other, the guards stood up, struggling with their heavy armor, and began escorting them to his castle.

As the eight of them walked past the crowd, they moved away in fear of the green-haired hair. 

She scanned everyone's faces, devoured in fear of her, and she grinned with a menacing look.

They strolled slowly towards the castle in silence.

There was a big stage in front of the castle's entrance, and that was where Jaquer Maclain stood. 

"Are…you…truly…a…God?" One of the guards asked Yin with a disturbed and shaking voice, his eyes wide.

"Unfortunately, I am." He replied softly.

As they all neared the castle, they could see Jaquer standing in the middle of the stage. The eight of them also heard a loud march behind them. It was the people who tried to kill them, now hunched and drenched in utter fear of them.

"Come up to the stage, my dear guests!" Jaquer gestured to the eight of them with an unsettling smile on his bearded face.

"Let us all wait and patiently listen to what the King of the Realm has to say, shall we?" 

He announced to the crowd.