Chapter Seventeen
The Flag's March
"Keep moving are I'll kill you. We march our way to the kingdom of Bellcast. Nothing can stop us, because even Bellcast himself has a weakness. He fears Exaltoskull, who is not in fact dead. Nor is Nara. Keep marching, because when we arrive, the bell that rings death will ring for us. We cannot die before then."
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"Who are you?"
The question was irrelevant, to say the least. Lying face down with a claw dug into her back, Nara was in no position to ask questions, and her capturers were in no real position to reply.
"Answer me or I'll kill you!"
The threat was irrelevant, to say the least. Lying face down with bllod pouring out of her neck, Nara was in no position to demand and answer, and her capturers did not need to reply.
"Aaaaaaaarggggggggggggghhhhhh!"
The scream was irrelevant, as all screams are. They don't change a position in a fight, war or argument. Needless to say, they do provide a distraction. As Nara screamed her wings pulled together tightly, and her shoulder blades tightened. The claw that was dug into her back was not moved or hurt at all. It was simply stuck, because unless Nara died, she would not release here hold on the claw. And this was relevant.
"We are your killers."
She recieved an irrelevant answer, as it told her nothing she did not already know. The monotone voice offered no clue as to gender, nor age. The tone did not imply what her killer wanted, nor why. But the power it was spoken with gave her the answer she needed.
"Geminist. Your name is Geminist. I saw you just before I was banished. You're with someone else. I'm sure of it."
"Yes. You're right, I guess I slipped. The claw is my own. The one holding you is Omnimega. You're in Terra Eterna. This is the last thing you''l ever see before dying, so get a good look."
Nara tilted her head up and saw a sword blade shoot towards her. It was the last thing she saw.
