Talios-Chapter 52: so sorry
t had happened in a flickcle, the moment Linh had gone for the ’opeing’, Eihpos had turned, her fan spread, as she began walking away. The eyes of Roah followed her, puzzled at her sudden retreat. Before his gaze met her leaving back, a loud sound caused it’s halt as he turned again back to the sound and the brawl from before another sound caused his eyes to barely settle here before tracing it to find a big man sizable borrowed hole on an angle of the wall that seemed to allow natural light into the room. His gaze did catch up to something and it was the sight of something being thrown through that hole. With his eyes back to the supposed brawl, only one person seemed to be left standing there, untouched and looking into the hole that had been bore through. He raised a brow, where was Linh?
After looking at the hole reck, Znoh adjusted his view to the rest of the training grounds and a budge forced on his temple "Tsk..." He then turned his robe drope fluttering at his turn as he began making his way out of the place.
It didn’t take long for Roah to make meaning of this sight in front of him as he raced for the outside heading in the direction of the man sizable hole.
After racing some distance he made a stop at a place of interest. It was a place hard to not notice. Like a trail of crumbs leading to a the main chum, Roah followed this trail, only that it was a land slide, because something looked like it had crashed here, creating a foreign path, clearing the things in sight down to the minimum. Hard to miss, some broken trees before it got closer to the ground, grading it like a construction was about to take place before finally settling at the main ’chum’.
He found Linh smashed into a massive boulder that seemed to have cracked way into the middle, many parts of it scattered throughout the surrounding, some a little to far for the eyes. His eyes were barely open, one eyes closed and the other almost there, his lips red, not from natural causes but from his own blood, sliding down the corners of his lips, his legs, one stretched out flatly on the floor and the other angled to support his one of his arm, the other to weak to be lifted, left to the side, his head inclined downward. The sight of one beaten to pulp.
Roah leaned in closer. "Are you still breathing?"
Slowly Linh slightly lifted his face, inclined one sided using the opened eye to pry. Recognizing the fellow he smiled, before it turned to a wince. "Do I look dead?"
"Very dead" Roah said nodding.
"Haha..." Linh laughed out briefly the side of his arm holding his side to surpress the assault, as his face winced. "...impossible, I think I look great"
Roah nodded."No doubt. You very much do. What happened to you?"
He laughed again, despite the backlash. "What do you think? Haha... That kid gave me a shocker. How strong is he?"
"You fought him, shouldn’t you know?"
He bursted into laughter again. "I did?"
"You’re in no condition to be amused, do you want to lose your lungs?"
Linh laughed again this time harder. Roah just shook his head, in a sigh.
"That kid really is something, I got buried in seconds. Did you see the way I got sent floors under?" He said his eyes glimmering, his tone sharp and elated.
Raoh looked at him deadpan. "That elates you?"
"Haha... Why not?" Linh laughed this time almost choking on his blood, as they spewed out. "I finally loosened up and got my bum handed to me, isn’t that exhilarating?" His eyes glimmered "I need a rematch"
"What you need is a physician"
"Why would I? I’m sturdy I barely broke anything, besides we don’t need physicians"
"It’s for the screw loose you’re suffering from, how hard did you hit your head?"
Linh laughed again, this time even more manacing.
"That hard huh?" Roah sighed. "How did you end up here?" He asked.
"At the last moment, the kid drove a punch to my face, I managed to block it and still ended up here. That kid seemed to have had an arm under there the whole time."
Roah stroke his forehead as he sighed. "You really need that check.."
Linh looked at him confused. "What?"
"Everyone knows Znoh uses his right side a little specially"
Linh squinted his eyes, "Who’s the everyone?" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
"So you don’t know?"
"Know what?"
"About his arm?"
"That he’s armless on the right?"
"That’s all you know about it?"
"What else is there to know?"
"Do you live under a rock?"
"And why would I?"
A burge formed on Roah’s temple. "You’re saying you went for that last strike actually thinking that his right side was his weakness?"
Linh stared at him."Without a right arm, no matter how he works around it, if it’s known by an opponent, then it becomes a weakness to be exploited. In that position, he had a limited number of choices; retreat a step back, try to dodge, or inconvenience himself trying to block with his available hand which I had already kept busy. But who would have thought he actually had a hand there"
Roah blinked, then blinked again, he looked to be sure he what he heard came from who he thought it came from, and it did. He smacked his forehead. "When I saw General Yoab turn to leave from the heat of things, I had thought she was taking you a little too lightly, that you definitely had an end game. But it seems I was the one putting too much hope on you. Do even know how the great General Znoh became known as the strongest in the known world even when he had the lowest awakener stage compared to those in the ranking?"
Linh cleaned off the streak of blood that hung on his lips."We all know those Scythe users have an unusual bloodline, taking on opponents with higher layers than they. But..." He said trying to puff his chest, but failed as he definitely broke something."who says someone like me falls any short?"
Roah was not impressed, his face showing it. "You know. You make me look bad. And you do by just opening your mouth"
Linh coughed, "How does what I do affect you?"
"The fact that they call your name just before mine. I wonder who crafted this ranking, and by what measures. Who even says you’re
The Eunch brings the matter of Linh destroying the entire place before the King and it was interjected during the court proceedings, he had destroyed the palace treasures, did one know the cost of a single Grade 12 puppet that he even destroyed two Grade 13?
Then Ecnes can use magic to allow their own bodies hold weapons,but even then, one can only trian and effectively use one.
He favours Lucai cause his the only one other than him Elmah talks to
The reason Elmah got.
The deal Ajab made with his mother, that caused her to stand with him, in taking in Elmah
[Why was Ajab born weak. Why did it take the King very long to give birth to the Prince, what caused the Queen’s death by Childbirth]
"My wish is your command... Sorry your Wish is my command"
[So a war, where the weakest point is usually the most attacked, but instead the strongest point is attacked, whilst they were obviously defending the Weakest point, as lee normal, only to find out this ingenuity, was merely just outright, doings...if you know what I mean... He had no idea]
If he wants someone dead, strength doesn’t matter, they just Die
We don’t have access to the Goddess, I don’t know how we still have
(MYSTIC LINES THINNING: Means the Unseen Realm is getting corrupted, with another energy that’s not the moon’s)
The King’s Bloodline is mixed with his mystic beast’s, is why he could attain his level of mastering over his aura, and also why he could execute, the Thousand Fathers.
Ajab is going to wake with his legs in pains, after the King’s get out of that morning place that morning they talk about bloodlines and how aura works a little.
Jezreel talks to a person said to be her grandmother in her dreams, she’s the one that told her to go to the forest that night.
After she does, she began coming to Ajab in his dreams, then started becoming visible only to him after a while.
Jezreel talks about how the high priestess stays within Dorom day in day out while the others weren’t that bounded.
A special class for the Prince on aura
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A fight between Elmah and Lant( despite Elmah’s abilities, he’s beaten to a pulp, stomped on the face. He has no aura nor does he posses color)
