Chapter 5 - One Step Closer

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It's cold and fresh. My body meets the freezing wind, sending shivers down my spine. It's like floating and I don't feel the ground. On the other hand it feels pretty refreshing and I feel a faint pain in my entire body. But I can't react, my eyes are shut and my body is numb. It feels like something has taken over my body and makes me unable to move. It scares me. Is this how hell feels? Cold and magnificent? It can't be. I can feel a tight grip around my torso, like someone is carrying me, it is a strange feeling, but I can't move or see what or who is carrying me. Am I still dreaming? I breath in and let my body feel the different aura of the place I'm in. It's fresh, almost magical. I can smell the ocean and the disgusting smell of seaweed. I hear loud flapping, multiple once at a time. I can feel the power it has and it makes me uncomfortable.

I try to open my eyes but the bright sun dazzles me. I move my numb hand and reach up to the thing holding me, feeling the claws around my body carrying me above the wild open sea. I feel how the strange feeling releases my body and I can move a little. It feels like my body is frozen to the point that I can't move fast. I look around screaming, the height overwhelms me and I feel dizzier. The black enormous creatures are flying around me like a swarm of birds so that I can't see much more than the sun piercing through the small openings and the sea right beneath me. My legs are hanging and so is my arms. I look up seeing the chin and the birdlike face of the disgusting bird looking shapeshifting creature. I cuss at it and hope it'll let me down, but it doesn't seem to care.

I'm scared and helpless. I almost give up my fighting as I see my sister uncourteously dangling in one of the monsters grip. I yell her name and begin to twist my body in its grip trying to get lose. What if I fall? My sister won't fall with me... I stop and declare it impossible. Where ever these creatures are taking us, we will stick together and survive this as sisters.

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Luminas POV:

The alarm is piercing through the forest village and sets an unsettling vibe all across the houses. People close their curtains, locks their doors and windows. Everything turns quiet except for the soldiers lining up ready to defend. I run across the street with my sword blade clanging against my armor. The houses are pretty well camouflaged because of the moss and flowers growing upon them. But the houses closer to the Majestic tree loses its greenery and is an easy target. I run into the dark forest feeling the wet ground, being careful not to trip. My metal bow is secured on my back and the arrows are heavy.

"Halt!" Morel yells behind me, "where are you going?"

I look back at him with a disturbed look. He is the leader of the Demorphia clan, their white armor looks incredible heavy and makes them look fearful and powerful. Their armor is made of Anicorn, a very good material that comes from a dead animal. Not even an arrow can pierce through it. Morels white helmet with black straps on it, is covering his mid aged face, but the deep blue eyes are visible behind the helmet. His long blond hair flows down his back and is decorated with thin braids with rings in them. His sharp ears are long and adored with silver rings which makes him stand out from the other soldiers. I can spot the leader wherever I go, he is carrying the aura of leadership and desire. His energy is powerful just like all the other leaders whom got selected by Dorothy, the elderly lady with an strange and unknown power of healing and something else that I haven't determine yet.

"I will defend, Siré" I say established with my chin high.

"You can't, your training isn't finished"

I step closer up to him, disrespecting his space and authority, "I'm one of the best archers. Let me try" He is bigger and taller, but that doesn't hinder me from doing what I want. I can do it and he know it as well, but he still won't let me.

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