Chaos and Order - A Multiverse Fanfic

C16: The Tales of Beedle the Bard! (2)

"The Primordial Tower has 21 Floors," Arlen told Kai as they flew with Mr. Beedle pressed between them. "The Two systems divide all the floors into two territories. 

"One is called Chaos' Valley, and the other, Order's Peak. An Empire rules each territory, and a noble from the empire governs each set of floors. They are collectively styled as Set Lords."

"So each System has its own Set Lords?" Kai asked, not expecting an answer. So he did the next best thing. Asking many questions, hoping to get an answer to at least one. "What do they do? What other powers do they have? Are they the strongest? How to become a Set Lord?"

"Have you gone insane?!" Arlen looked back, rage welling up in his blue eyes. "Only one answer and that's it. Pay me Mission Credits if you want more. Yes. There are two Set Lords for every three floors. The Set Lord of the 1st set of the Chaos' Valley is named Baron Silvas."

So there are 14 Set Lords, 7 on each side, Kai thought, summarizing. I wonder why Arlen didn't speak of the 22nd Floor?

Kai had just thought of breaking his mouth open when a distant rumble hit his ears.

A massive thunderstorm had covered everything in their eyesight. Hidden amid the murderous Supercell winds was the place Kai had come to know as Dufftown.

Run!

Kai didn't need to heed his Perception. All the fibers of his muscles, his bones, his soul were screaming, urging him to run.

They all were feeling it. A monstrous danger beyond their capabilities, beyond reasoning. Kai looked back and found Simon. He was struggling to keep the broomstick at its height, his lips pressed into a thin line.

Shae was almost petrified. Her eyes were wide open, wind smashing the white, making them red. Her blond hair flailed, like a thousand threads of silk made of sunlight.

Arlen stirred the broomstick forward, slowly but steadily. Simon and Shae followed in the shadow of Arlen's courage. As they kept nearing the town, the thunderstorm seemed to take one step towards them. The wind was intensifying every few hundred meters. And only one thing was in their favor.

Mr. Beedle had woken up.

"Yes, get me there," the mad wizard said. "Others are waiting for me in the town."

"My lord!" Arlen shouted, balancing the broom. "Can something be done about the wind?"

Kai got the shock of his life when Mr. Beedle took out his wand. Even Arlen forgot to blink at the sight. It was just a passing request, Kai knew. They had never thought that Mr. Beedle would really take action.

"Sure can, good lad. You two!" the grand wizard said, beckoning Simon and Shae with one hand. "Stay close to us."

Simon came rushing. The half creepy smile on his face had returned.

When they had come close enough, Mr. Beedle flicked his wand, rotating his wand-arm in circles. Suddenly, the wind weakened. Kai could feel an invisible layer of Mana around them, much like the one around Hidden Moor Hills.

Arlen picked up the pace then, unworried about the murderous wind. But even the magic wasn't enough to cancel out the noise. If he couldn't see it, Kai would have thought some high-tech bombs were going off.

ROAR!

The sudden roar thundered in Kai's mind, seeping into him, in his blood, trying to burst his brain. Blood seeped out of his ears, and he could feel a sweetness between his teeth too.