Surveying the fortress from the hilltop he was standing on he turned his lips down. If he wanted to he could use his gift to get into the fortress, kill the leaders and open the gates. But this was too simple for him, he wanted a challenge. This day he would be helped by his son, now a mighty warrior himself. Turning away from the forbidding sight he stormed into the commander’s tent. Voinen, the king’s general, was there and Chelnuk was resting on his haunches talking to him.
“Today we will storm the fortress and put an end to Drakmera’s kingly ambitions,” announced Kendra as he lent force to his statement by banging his palm onto the table.
Chelnuk smiled, many a year in the Bosom he had desired to see one of his father’s battles and now, after many years of struggle he was one of King Baran’s mighty men and today was going into battle accompanying his father, the mighty Kendra.
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The Twenty Four
FantasyAs he was being birthed in the Bosom, Kendra was fated to be at war with his own kind. His ancestors, the Twenty Four, were good angels who had been deceived into creating progeny that would eventually be at war with all of the 'giants in the earth'...
