Chapters

Wraiths #1

To become the nightmare of their enemies, and to disappear into darkness. The Wraiths of Endless Carnage had one purpose. To kill. As effective as they were, today they were hunted. Warriors from across the land have had enough of these assassins.

"On my command.." The Captain held his hand up, the siege weaponry behind him making the last minute adjustments to maximize the effectiveness of their attacks. In the distance the Black Fortress could be seen, creatures big and small circling above. The war cries of their comrades echoed through the ridge. Thousands of cavalry charged forth, reminiscent of an oncoming storm, an unending wave. Trailing close behind them were double the number of soldiers. Once in a while, streaks of fire would launch from the cavalry only to dissipate seconds later. One single trail was sent upwards.

"FIRE!"

Everything moved slowly, each artillery piece flung its projectile. A volley of arrows ripped through the cavalry, each Wraith blinking from target to target, striking without mercy. Screams of anguish, filled the air as blood splattered across the broken terrain. The rocks crushed only a handful of Wraiths, but the enchantments started to take effect. Time slowed down once as an explosion tore the Wraiths in half. The glow in and of itself was one of the most beautiful things any of them have ever seen. That was until each stone set off the spells that were cast before. Fire and ash were all that remained of the Wraiths, but the ones who survived blinked onwards. The only exception to this was Castor. Blood trickled from his cheek, his face locked with a look rage. Across from him was a man who shared his face. The only noticeable difference between them were their armour, their scars and their weapons. Kris twirled his Glaive watching for any opening while Castor popped his neck, daggers held in a loose grip.
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"Really? I expected more from you. To think you'd actually use Dispersion this way." Castor wiped the blood off his cheek, circling the knight before him. "I didn't think you had the gall to use such a violent method."

His daggers sparked against the glaive, fluid movements mixed with the abrupt teleportation. Chains of light and fire erupted from the earth around them, encasing them in a ring. His opponents eyes were.. no longer human. One of the chains pierced through his calf, although ethereal the pain remained. Other Wraiths attempted to assist him only to be impaled and slaughtered by chains themselves.

"Yes Castor.. even the Dragon Barrier. The pain was worth knowing that even you, the Darkest Night, could not escape."

It came back to him now, every village razed. Every child covered in dirt and ash, the bandages he replaced, the blood that was spilt over nothingness. The Wraiths had to be purged and the areas cleansed. They were nothing more than parasites living off the misfortune of the kingdom. His rage channeled into the fiery hot steel as two more chains pierced through Castor. Sections of the fortress fell as the Wraiths began to scatter with their familiars. Wait. The dust settled, his sweat forming on his brow as he approached the master assassin. Was he dead? Why wasn't he responding? The movement of the chains swirling around them slowed, allowing other knights to join him in the ring.