AFTERMATH PT2

Raine's pov

They all kept saying the same thing

"this is a situation in which solving it is of utmost importance"

"i hope you're all aware of how disastrous this could potentially be"

"it is our duty to come up with a solution to the issue we know face"

they had all used different words but had the same meaning 'this is bad guys very bad' but when asked what we can do to solve this

"that is why i believe only through working together can we bring an end to this conundrum"

"that is why i will pose the question for whoever has the answer, what do we do"

"yes, we this is a problem concerning all of us as such we should be the one to solve it"

they'd simply pass the question off to someone else the we called the 'Rompeii" but we Don's called them the Rabble they supposed to be a group of people elected by the citizens so that they could have a voice in meetings between Don's, they'd serve as messengers of the commoners and help us realize the what needed our attention in our cities at least that's what was supposed to be, every city has one it's existence was supposed to be a palentary legislature introduced and established in all cities and we Don's (the responsible ones at least) welcomed it while the others didn't really care as the amount of power they held wasn't anything special but therein lies the problem, first the conditions to join were things like education wealth and stable family backing, things only the upper class of society has access to as such they were the ones elected but the truth is they were never created to increase the power of individuals and families at least to us, all families no matter how rich were nothing but ants within the city of a Don but to other families with a word and a bit of cash for good will they could have any Don of their choosing serve as a benefactor, so with power stretching leagues above other families and much lower than a Don(effectively preventing them from caring) and responsibilities barely inexsistent they became nothing more than rabble, i had always dreaded the day we would need to use them and today is that day, as we gathered in city hall i caught sight of Don no:4, he walked with a calm expression that paid no heed to Don no:5 who was making fun of his attire, i walked over to them

"greetings number 2"

"ha number 2"

no:5 replied for him

"tasteful joke"

i told him dryly, Don no:5 was the newest Dons but not the youngest at 25 one could claim his talent was astounding but had never learnt to read the room no:4 over here was 32 but had been a Don for almost a decade, both of them held a weird constrast with no:5 ocean blue hair and light blue eyes his face was pleasant but somehow still contained traces of baby fat while no:4 was tall extremely tall with a height of about 7'2 his wavy light green hairs fell across his face like a curtain his eyes were green but seemed to swirl like mist but still held a piercing quality that complimented his handsome but relaxed features, because of his height he was always hunching but that did not take away from his impressive frame, a lanky physique that seemed like well sculpted bronze, I'm not kidding bronze his skin looked like bronze while the black lines covering sensitive partw of his body made his look like a work of art, together they looked like a child messing with a work of art,

no:4 looked at me said

"you're worried"

and there he is Trident citiy's big brother, its longest running Don and arguably the person who loves it second, yep second as for first there's no contest, he has always tried to help us when he could but there were certain laws in place to prevent his help from becoming excessive if not thenaybe he could have saved David,

"of course I'm worried that man is strong"

"but you were able to catch him"

no:2 said

"and if you could beat him there's no way he'd loose to Langris, so what if he beat David if we fought my Arcanum could've probably held the advantage"

no:4 sighed before saying Levy how many times do i have to tell you David had 3 different flames that water was ineffective against, "

"plus i never caught him"

"what"

for the first time today no:4 showed an expression was befitting a Don, concern

"yep he surrendered but before that i saw him just as the fight ended, the only person in Trident that can come out of a fight with David without a mark is Langris"

"come on you can be saying he's on Langris's level"

"when i felt their auras i could barely tell the difference"

and like that he shut up and turned to look at the building in front of us a white coliseum with makings depicting justice and fairness with dread, all prisoners here were held with magic sealing chains but those chains only worked for 8th teir mages and below for someone of Langris's level they were childs play

"so lets go in then"

we turned to find him, the strongest man in Trident, the man who's position we all envied i didn't even sense his presence and i know for a fact that stealth isn't his speciality

"sure lets"

and here we are, listening to the words of another rich idiot who didn't understand the gravity of the situation but before he could finish someone else raised up their hand, someone i didn't expect but before he could be given the floor he stood up and asked a question,

"ehm what is this guy's Arcanum"

no:5 looked to me while everyone else looked at him, i had suspected he hasn't read my report but seeing is different from believing,

"as i wrote in the report i personally delivered to you his Arcanum is darkness"

and like the first time we all heard it we froze our hearts pounding against our chest like a prisoner put in here for something he didnt do, just because that word was spoken

"the darkness Arcanum the familiar Arcanum that nearly brought this continent to ruin 200 years ago"

if a man weaker than you speaks about something with dread you can still hold yourself from fear but if the strongest pf you say that same thing with that same fear then you yourself should fear more than him.