Chapter 45: Ambushed
Chapter 45: Ambushed
Chapter 45: Ambushed
Gloria didnt say a word after returning to the real world. Her panic had subsided, but there was no telling whether the talk with Dallion had calmed her down, or she was simply good at hiding things. Not too long after, the group slowed pace. Gloria was called by the Dame and sent off with another soldier to scout on ahead. Everyone else was ordered to stop and resta real rest, not the awakened replacement they had done so far.
The volunteers, feeling that they might not get many chances after this, took the opportunity to relax a bit. The soldiers, on the other hand, were tenser than ever, keeping their eyes peeled. Interestingly enough, Havoc was also quieter than Dallion remembered him.
What happened? Veil approached.
Huh?
I saw you with my sister. What did you chat about?
Oh. Worst time to get overprotective, Veil. She was a bit stressed out, so
What did you talk about in your awakened state? The blond interrupted. Did you think I wouldnt notice? Weve been training like this for days. Of course Ill know when you pull something off like that.
That was untypically smart of Veil, so much so that it had caught Dallion completely off guard. It wasnt that he had anything to hidewell, there were a few things, but not related to Gloriabut rather that he didnt expect Veil of all people to notice it happening.
So much for being discreet.
Well? Veil pressed on.
We were talking about echoes. Judging by Veils reaction, Dallion was right on the money. The one your grandfather put in the entire village. Funny how there was no malice in his words as he said that. I got rid of mine and told her to do the same. She didnt seem ready.
Idiot. Veil snarled, making it impossible to determine whether he was referring to his sister or Dallion.
How did you get rid of yours?
You okay? Veil stood up, offering a hand to Havoc.
Watch the sky. There might be more. Havoc let out a groan. Bloody leg! Thats what happens when you get bumped down to a three.
Chaos was erupting. Soldiers were running forward, forming a defensive line. Half the volunteers were in shock, the other half looking wildly about for other flaming projectiles in the sky.
This was the point at which a rectangle would appear, warning Dallion of imminent danger, along with a whole range of markers. Only now did he realize how much he missed them. Fighting in an awakened state was easythere were so many tools to aid him. Here, he had to rely on his gut and senses. Thankfully, those were improved.
Can you fight?Dallion glanced over his shoulder to Veil.
Im fine. Veil replied, holding a sword in one hand and a dartbow in the other. Wheres Gloria?
Up ahead. Lets go get her.
Are you crazy? Havoc shouted. Theres a chainling out there. You wont last a minute against it.
Is it safer here?
As if on cue, another flaming wagon piece landed, this one half a dozen steps away.
Besides, we dont need to fight it. We just need to find Gloria. Next to Dallion, Veil nodded. Lets go.
Wait! Havoc tried to get up on his feet, but the pain in his broken leg made him crash back down. Damn it! He yelled, fighting the pain. Listen, the weak spot is in the chest, right under the throat. Got that? Under the throat!
Got it. Dallion caught a glimpse of an abandoned dartbow nearby. Whoever its owner was, they were either dead or in no condition to use it.
Grabbing it quickly with his left hand, he then rushed forward. In the distance, more flaming balls of fire appeared in the sky, but that wasnt an issue. Dallions only concern was Gloria. The rest could wait.
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