Cursed by Randomness

Ch.43 [ Spirit ]

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Enormous Vessel made out of silky-white bones which are covered with frost comes out of an enormous portal. Next to it are multiple smaller one's as Hounds of Wild Hunt run out of it with their Soldiers. Their Elven Knights clad in black armors.

What they didn't notice yet, is that the complete area is already disadvantageous for them. Since William had spread his Mana around and used Houkai to keep it "Hidden", unless someone specifically searched for it.

'Halt....' Eredin's voice resounded in Elder Tongue. Something wasn't right. They expected traps, being bombarded and a welcome by Witchers according to information from the Monstrosity next to him.... but there's only single man standing in front of the gates of where Zirael is being kept.

'My King... That man is... showing much higher space compatibility than Zirael has!' The Navigator. And one of Eredin's Three Generals. Caranthir spoke as the space lightly bend in the whole surrounding area.

A wave of mental energy was coursing around the vessel. As the tentacled monstrosity stood next to Eredin. 'You do remember... that I wish for Zirael's blood?' Its voice resounded in Eredin's skull as he only nodded.

As Eredin was about to look back from the monstrosity towards the human. He was suddenly in front of their main vessel. Every single elf there felt a cold, dead, hollow, and murderous gaze from it. Even the monstrosities mental energy was dispersing away from him.

'Wild... Hunt... Let's see... Imlerith, Caranthir, Nithral and finally Eredin.' The Human's voice resounded around like beautiful music, its gaze and its voice carried two different meanings... Death and Life....

Eredin stared at the Human. As the human stepped closer on the air.

' I have but two proposals to you. As I kind of... respect you Eredin. First, I'll help your people to move towards another world, Price? Leave Zirael alone. ' The voice from the carried beautiful tones. As even Eredin, The King of Wild Hunt! One who walks thorough the White Frost effortlessly.

' And the other? ' Imlerith asked as he got his enormous mace ready. Pointing it right at the Human's face... but his biggest mistake was pointing a weapon during negotiations.

' This ' This time, the voice carried terror. Death. And Despair, as it made a slash-like motion towards Imlerith.

They all stared for a moment as his body split into multiple small cubes! Surprising everyone on the vessel except the monstrosity.

' And you... Eldritch. This isn't your home. ' Another threat was made as the tentacled humanoid glared at the human.

' But pinnacle of Evolution is my point. And Zirael's blood is what I require... ' Mental energy burst from the Eldritch, but the man chose to ignore him as his gaze returned to Eredin.

' Ah right! My name is... Ashborn. ' William released a grin as the Eldritch visibly backed off. Its body started shaking. Fear completely overcame it as William felt everything... 'Apathy Grimm's emotion sense is quite useful...' Thought he as he sensed Eldritch fear him, and Eredin's frustrations grow.

' Very well... Our deal is off tentacle. We won't touch Zirael as long as you can provide us a livable world. Away from White Frost. ' Eredin decided the best for his people...

' RIGHT! IT IS IMPOSSIBLE! YOU CAN'T BE ASH-...Born... ' The Eldritch shouted frantically as William extended his hand towards Imlerith's corpse.

' Arise ' Simple command.... but at the sight. The Eldritch tried connecting back to the Elder Brain, to its Hive-Mind....