Chapter 30: Pelleas

I didn't know how it was possible, how I was able to hear him. But, I had. I had heard Geien, clear as a bell. He told me he was with me and I felt his power surge through me as I mowed through the guards. Men that I once called my brothers came at me with their swords drawn and I slaughtered them with no hesitation, as much as it pained me.

Zylhana shrieked for them to bring her my head and I let out a booming laugh as I choke-slammed one of the males into the stone floor, cracking it with his armored skull. Give no truces to my enemies, indeed.

"Helemoira, are you okay," I yelled over my shoulder as she tore into some poor male with all of the ferociousness of a Displacer Beast.

She screamed something in some language I didn't know and suddenly a small tree erupted from the chest of the male she had mounted. She leapt backwards from him and stared down at her hands, a rebellious grin on her face. Her magic was back, thank Geien.