Looking behind her, Alessandria beamed as she saw the Queen, Hellen and Nemesio walk towards her smiling. They must have enjoyed the killing and Alessandria couldn’t blame them. They had made Ares fail.
Whilst, Alessandria still might have been confused to why Ares had ordered the last of his assassins to target Daniel and Harrison. She was glad he failed.
As she looked at her brother, she knew she cared about him and she
knew she was never ever going to let anything bad happen to him. A part of her wanted to talk to Harrison to make sure he never hurt her brother but this wasn’t the time not the place.
“Ya missed some great killing. That Queen and I, we slain some baddies,”
Both Daniel and Harrison looked confused at each other.
“What’s wrong?” Alessandria asked.
“There were only ten assassins. We killed some and fled to here. Who were you fighting?”
Alessandria looked widen eyed at Nemesio and Hellen.
“Daniel, we were fighting assassins,”
The Queen grabbed Hellen and pulled her into the large stone circle where Daniel and Harrison stood. Alessandria and Nemesio joined her with their swords out.
“This is a trap,” she stated.
More carriages exploded.
Flaming shards of wood rained down.
The doors of the remaining carriages opened. Out walked tens upon tens of assassins.
They whipped out their curved swords. Dripping with bright green poison.
Slowly walking towards Alessandria and her friends.
CHAPTER 20
Turning my dulled blade in my hand, I knew this was ridiculous!
As Alessandria, Nemesio, Hellen and the Queen joined me and Harrison in forming a defensive line in the middle of the massive grey stone circle we stood on. I realised I really didn't care for this.
I wasn't stressed or anything as I breathed in the smoke from the burning carriages around the edges of the chamber. I was just annoyed by this all as the tens of assassins in black cloaks slowly walked towards us.
Whilst I had to admit they were clever in their design and plan. They knew they had us trapped and now we had to make a final stand, so they continued to slowly walk towards us with their swords sharp. I knew I wasn't meant to die today.
Partly because I believed too much in Alessandria, she would have her support and I would be made Lord Fireheart and so would Harrison in a way. And after my beautiful, wonderful sister came to save me. I was not going to let her down.
For the first time in weeks, since I found Harrison again, a wave of emotion waved over me. Having emotion always felt strange but I was determined to live.
Narrowing my eyes, I focused. I needed to find a way out of here.
Looking around, all I saw the burning remains of red and black carriages lining the edges of the chamber and the outside of this ring. The massive bright yellow flames danced in the fire. Devouring the wood and paint. Sending thin columns of smoke into the air.
Raising my head, I looked at the blackening domed ceiling and thankfully the top of the ceiling was glass. For some reason it was cracked, allowing the smoke to escape. I didn't care how it cracked and broke, only that it was.
As I focused on the abominable black cloaked assassins, I felt the disgusting taste of soot and ash in my mouth, as well as a thin coating of ash-covered my skin. The assassins all looked the same in their black cloaks with their two long silver swords.
However, the most unnerving thing was all the assassins walked as one. As one took a step, they all took a step.
I knew we were going to die.