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‘I Don’t Like People Walking Behind Me’

‘I don’t like people walking behind me.’

She frowned and answered angrily, ‘That is not my problem.’

‘I am not proceeding till I can keep my eye on you.’

‘In that case I will return the way I had come and you can find your way on your own.’ She turned her back on me and started to walk away.

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‘May I know your name, Lady of the Forest?’

He bowed his head before me ironically and said

‘May I know your name, Lady of the Forest?’

‘Ailintho. Ailintho Kernal, member of the Druid Council’

‘Nice to meet you, Ailintho’, his pretty, full lips were still crooked in an ironic smile. ‘I am Wanlorn, a free warrior and I don’t belong to any councils.’

Now I got angry. I looked at him with disregard and said,

‘I can guess why. Now go!’

He turned round his back on me and went slowly ahead. ‘God and Goddess, please give me patience to arrogant warriors!’, I prayed silently and followed him still being cautious. You can never trust warriors.

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I was carrying her in my arms as we made our way back to the druid seat. The fabric of her clothes was surprisingly soft under my hands and her weight was next to nothing. At first I planned to simply use a telekenisis spell to carry her but she appeared so comfortable that I didn’t have the heart to do it. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing slowly, I started thinking she fell asleep and it began to affect me, the battle effort was starting to take its toll and I had to struggle keeping my eyes open. Her presence was relaxing and my eyes closed for a brief moment, even though short it was enough to make me stumble. I came close to dropping her to the ground but managed to keep my balance. She asked me to set her down because we were almost there and even though I liked the feeling of holding her, my arms were getting numb.

There was a smile on my face as I looked at her, to her question why was I smiling I replied nothing but my smile deepened as her arm went around my shoulder for support.

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We went inside and I immediately felt this heavy, choking atmosphere, a mixture of negative vibes and death. The room was dark and covered with spider’s webs but I quickly noticed three snake – like creatures which looked like being literary pinned to walls and floor with a blade. ‘Wanlorn’s work’, I guessed and tried hard to supress the nausea.

‘Can you see it, Ailintho?’, he asked. ‘Can you find it?’

‘I can. Just give me your arm or I will faint like the girl’, I said. I really wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, the smell of rage and death was overwhelming.

He supported my body once again and trying to ignore the glassy, unseeing eyes of dead snake people, I took deep breath in and out. Luckily I saw the artefacts immediately and ran towards the corner where the floor boards were loose and reached down below one of them. I grabbed a bag hidden there and lifted it up. Wanlorn came closer to see what is inside, with hands shaking from anxiety and tiredness I took the artefacts off. Golden necklace and belt both had similar buckles in the strange shape of a red triangle enclosed in a white circle which was yet enclosed in a black square. I felt dizzy, took a deep breath in, closed my eyes and caught Wanlorn’s arm, feeling that this time I will really pass out. I knew what that was…

Seeing I was about to loose consciousness, Wanlorn took me in his arms and went out of the house. A gust of wind brought senses back to me and I opened my eyes only to see that we were alone on a glade.

‘The thief is gone’, he stated without emotions but I felt he got angry. ‘We have to find her.’

‘No’, I shook my head. ‘Artefacts are more important now, we have to show them to Master Orthus as quickly as possible.’

‘How are you feeling?’, he asked looking at me with worry in his dark eyes. ‘All of that must have strained your forces, I better carry you to the druid seat.’

‘No, no, I can walk!’, I considered proper to protest but he didn’t want to listen to me.

‘You are very light, I can carry you.’

So without further objection I clenched my fingers on a black bag, threw my arm around his neck and placed my head on his shoulder. I felt so well immediately. Damn, what wonderful vibes he had!

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I was waiting in front of the house just like Wanlorn told me but hearing screams I started to wonder whether I should enter the house and help him. I knew he preferred to act on his own but perhaps I could be useful somehow?
The moment I thought of it, the door opened abruptly and Wanlorn emerged from the darkness pulling somebody by their hair. Waves of heavy, violent energy were literary oozing out of his aura as he dropped the person in front of me. I looked at him surprised but he turned his back on me and ran back to the house.

‘Kind as a warrior…’, I thought with a sneer and twisted my mouth in disgust but looking in the eyes of the young blond girl laying right in front of me, I realised I had no time to waste. She was clearly possessed.

At first I thought of my usual entangling charm but judging by the amount and intensity of anger in her aura, I decided to use something stronger. I sent a quick request to the tree growing next to me and it answered by moving the lowest branches towards the girl, rising her body up and holding her close to its trunk. She was wrapped with branches so tightly that she could not move at all, the tree covered her mouth too so she could not throw any spells neither and was just staring at me with an immense hate.

That was uncommon. I saw people who were possessed by the spirits or drank hallucinogenic potions but they were usually simply submerged in a state of unconsciousness, blabbing, staggering and seeing things which existed only in their altered minds. This girl’s aura was filled completely with rage, chaos and wish for destruction and that not only was unnatural but also very dangerous.

‘The tree won’t hold her for long’, I spoke to Wanlorn who came back from the house and stood next to me. ‘Her energy is poisonous and piercing, I can feel it clearly and so does the tree. It will drop her down in a moment.’

‘What shall we do?’, he asked without any emotions.

‘I can try a paralysing spell but dealing with that amount of negative energy will be extremely difficult. I can see you have some magical abilities, can you enhance the stream of my energy?’

‘That I can do’, he answered shortly. I nodded, trying not to show my anxiety. In theory I knew what to do but never had contact with such damaged and poisoned aura before.

‘I will also need support for that charm’, I added standing right in front of the tree and stretching my right arm out. He approached me and embraced my waist gently but firmly. Feeling the strong, regular vibes which his body was emitting so close to me, I suddenly felt safe and peaceful. I embraced his waist, a sudden gust of power struck me and I almost smiled. He stretched his left arm and we were ready.

I took a deep breath in and while breathing out I sent a stream of calming vibes towards the girl. She moved her body fiercely trying to break free but the tree was still keeping her in a trap and my energy reached her. I sent her stream of energy again and her body flinched but I could feel her aura was getting a little bit less tense. I repeated it various times, Wanlorn was helping me by keeping the stream intact, not allowing it to dissipate in the the air. It was exhausting but eventually the girl calmed down, her eyes closed and body became torpid and weak. The tree untied branches and put her on the ground gently.

I felt weak after all of that effort but it was not time for me to rest yet.

‘I don’t know how long the pacifying spell will work’, I whispered to Wanlorn. ‘But I’ll try to search her mind carefully in order to find out who she is and what has brought her to that state.’

He nodded. ‘I’ll be ready to intervene if anything goes wrong.’

I came closer and placed my palm carefully on the girl’s forehead. Dirty, heavy energy hit me immediately as if it was full of small sharp spikes. I startled and winced in disgust but my hand remained on the girl’s head. After initial shock, I began to receive the information I was searching for, it was actually flowing very quickly as girl’s consciousness was remaining asleep. After a couple of minutes I knew all I wanted. I took my hand off her skin, shook it a couple of times to whisk bad energy away, turned to Wanlorn and said,

‘Refri, age fifteen, lives in a capital city and her main occupation is pickpocketing and robbing houses. She was intending to steal gold from what it turned out to be the palace of the secret service chief but instead she took some artefacts…I could not see exactly what were these, they were covered in a black material…but they quickly took power over her mind. They are now in the house, we have to return to find them, otherwise we’ll have another display of rage and chaos here and I’m already quite exhausted.’

To Be Continued…


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It was hard to keep up even for a monk at peek condition but she was making remarkable time for her size. I had to admit I was surprised by her speed, we reached the place quickly. It didn’t take a great tracker to recognize that the house was abandoned a long time ago, all the paint was gone, leaving wooden walls exposed and at the mercy of the elements. Nature had already begun reclaiming the area, patches of grass were growing through the cracks and creeping vines were climbing the walls. What was left of the windows was barely holding in place and it looked like it wouldn’t take more then a stronger gust of wind to finish the job.

I turned towards her and looked her straight into her eyes. I said not a word but she nodded as if agreeing to the silent command. I closed down my emotions completely and allowed the warrior to take over. Walking forward slowly and carefully, I climbed the run down porch stairs, one wrong step promised a painful fracture. As I continued forward over the rotting wood, the floorboards were bending under my weight but gave no sound, enchanted boots were handy for stealth approach. Upon reaching the doors I pushed them with my hand, only thing keeping them from crumbling were the creaky hinges that now heralded my arrival to the entire house.

I walked in and paused to look around. Cobwebs were everywhere, the room was full of gloom and shadows, perfect for organizing an ambush and even though my helm revealed only the girl’s body heat, I knew there was someone or something else waiting in the shadows. Before I approached the girl I murmured under my breath and waved my hand as if clearing the cobwebs. I hated getting them on my skin. Her back was turned to me but I knew she was well aware of my presence. Finally she turned, didn’t need magic of my helm to see her eyes, they were glowing bright from some kind of spell.

(to be continued…)


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‘She’s in an old shelter on the brink of the forest in the West’, I said. He put his gear on quickly and was ready to go.

We went back to the main path and hurried towards the Western part of the forest. I took some shortcuts to get us there as soon as possible but still it was about an hour of walking. We were going fast and didn’t talk because of our accelerated breaths but eventually I managed to ask him.

‘Did you get scared of what was happening with me?’

‘More like I was surprised. I’ve never seen that before’, he answered.

‘This is the trance technique and I don’t use it often’, I explained. ‘It’s too dangerous and exhausting to repeat it regularly but it’s helpful in case of emergency. It requires someone to support on so I’m grateful you were there for me.’

‘You’re welcome.’

He was quiet and reserved but I must have admitted I was somehow beginning to like him. I recalled gentle yet strong touch of his hands on my feet and I felt sparks going down my spine again just like in the moment he was pressing the sensitive spots on my sole. I had to suppress the sigh of pleasure a couple of times…I have been alone for so long that I almost forgot how it was to feel pleasure.

I was so lost in memories that I startled when he caught my hand and pulled me closer.

‘Hash! The intruder is near.’


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