Arman wakes to the klaxon, and the noise does nothing but fill him with dread. He starts to open his pod, but not before it gets ripped off of the hinges, and he comes face to face with a woman. But thats before he sees the snakes for hair. The Gorgon grins, showing rows of teeth sharpened to points.
"Arman Aguirre, the Seventh Pure. So cute, I wish I could keep you as a pet. Alas, the Queen has deemed it necessary to kill you."
Her voice, high-pitched and with a slight hiss, sends chills down Armans back, as the Gorgon lowers her face towards Arman.
"She won't notice if I have just a taste..." The Gorgon opens her mouth, going to take a bite, when she is thrown across the room, into the opposite wall, her head cracking on impact, her ugly face replaced by Jacaris' concerned one.
"Arman, get up! We are under attack!"
Arman, forcefully pulled from his pod, starts to run, keeping stride with Jacaris. When they leave the training room, what Arman sees makes his eyes widen in fear and panic.
Galath Nalore is on fire.
Gorgons battle the elves, bodies litter the ground, flames destroy everything they touch. At the centre of it all, a Gorgon in scale armour turning all who see her eyes to stone.
"Do not look at the Queen's eyes! She is Medusa, unless you have a desire to be a statue, never look into her eyes."
Arman averts his eyes, only to see a Gorgon leaping for his neck. Reflexively, Arman swings the first thing he can get his hands on, which happens to be a katana. The Gorgons body falls, split in half. Blood as black as ink spills from the halves, the snakes in her hair spreading out and disappearing.
"Dang, Arman. You're good." Despite the praise, Jacaris' face only shows concern. "Let's go find Aaravos."
But then the Gorgons retreat. Screaming, the army flees from Galath Nalore, and even Medusa's face goes pale.
"NO!" Her shriek sends almost everyone to the ground, clutching their ears as the pitch of the scream causes their ears to bleed. Even the Gorgons are affected.
"Leave Medusa! You are a traitor, and an outlaw!" The voice that speaks is deep, and Arman looks towards the voice. He sees a giant dragon, scales the colour of pure gold, and two horns, spiralling back like a ram's horns.
"Medusa, leave this place! He shall not be yours."
Medusa voice cracks, everyone surprised to hear the queen of the Gorgons crying.
"After so long... I have finally found him and you won't even let me near him! Arman, look at me! Please!"
Arman feels Jacaris at his side.
"Don't do it, not unless you wish to die."
Medusa throws something at Armans feet. "If you won't look at me, look at this."
Arman picks up what the Gorgon had thrown. He looks at what is in his hand, and looks at the gorgon.
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Battle of the Pure
خيال (فانتازيا)This follows the tale of a man named Arman. Born in the small village of Hampton, Arman follows a man to the woods, and finds a secret world. And that world is at war. As Arman tries to unravel the great power he has found within himself, he finds t...
