Cyran The Knight Evader

Chapter 7: Betrayal

As the moon hung high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow over the city, I found myself standing in a dimly lit alleyway, my heart heavy with betrayal. The events of the past few days had unfolded in a way I could never have anticipated, and now, I was left questioning everything I thought I knew.

My name is Cyran, a former knight turned evader. I had dedicated my life to seeking justice and exposing the corruption that had plagued the Kingdom Gem Castle. But now, I found myself on the run, hunted by those I once considered allies.

It had all started with a tip, a piece of information that had promised to lead us to the heart of the corruption. We had followed the lead, our hopes high, only to find ourselves walking into a trap. The moment we stepped foot into the abandoned warehouse, we were surrounded by the king's guards, their swords drawn and their faces filled with malice.

It was then that I saw him, Lord Malric, the man we had sought to expose. But instead of being arrested, he stood among the guards, a smug smile playing on his lips. It was then that I realized the truth - we had been betrayed.

The guards closed in, their swords glinting in the dim light. We fought back, our blades clashing with theirs, but we were outnumbered and outmatched. One by one, my fellow evaders fell, their bodies hitting the ground with a sickening thud.

I fought with all my might, my greatsword swinging through the air, but it was futile. Lord Malric's guards were relentless, their attacks calculated and precise. With a final blow, I was disarmed, my greatsword clattering to the ground.

Lord Malric approached, a wicked grin on his face. "You thought you could bring me down, Cyran," he sneered. "But you were always just a pawn in my game."

I glared at him, my anger boiling over. "You will pay for your crimes," I spat, my voice filled with defiance.

Lord Malric laughed, a cold, hollow sound. "Oh, I don't think so," he said, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You see, I have the king's ear. He believes every word I say, and he will never suspect that his most trusted knight has turned against him."

My heart sank as I realized the depth of Lord Malric's deception. He had manipulated the king, turning him against me and the cause I had fought so hard for. I had become a fugitive, a traitor in the eyes of the very kingdom I had sworn to protect.

As Lord Malric's guards dragged me away, I couldn't help but feel a sense of despair. The journey I had embarked upon, the fight for justice, had taken a dark turn. I was alone, betrayed, and unsure of what lay ahead.

But even in the face of betrayal, a fire burned within me. I would not let Lord Malric's treachery extinguish my resolve. I would find a way to expose the truth, to clear my name, and to bring down those responsible for the corruption that had consumed the kingdom.

And so, as I was led away, my head held high, I vowed to fight on. The path ahead would be treacherous, filled with danger and uncertainty, but I was determined to see it through. For the kingdom, for the innocent lives that had been shattered, and for the hope of a brighter future.