The Ice Crystal (Published)

Chapter 9

I follow Nefal to a dining area. He called for food and drinks. I told him that I don't drink and he told a servant to bring water. He sits down and offers me to sit next to him. Reluctantly, I sit down. Everything seemed so backwards now. Vizion is just a manipulator that uses his words to unify people. That's not as bad as what Nefal does. He's threatened and conquered people to join his cause. They don't revere him as a leader, they fear him. I should too, but I don't think he'll hurt me since I'm the only one who can control the Ice Crystal. Without me, he can't do anything about the war. It'll just drag on until no one is left to fight it. The cities will still stand, but nothing but haunted memories and spirits will roam them. 

Steaming hot food is brought to the table. It did smell delicious despite the fact that it's something that I won't eat. It's all desert dwelling animals. I feel bad for those animals who's lives didn't need to be sacrificed like this. Nefal hands me a plate. I set it down in front of me and glare at it. It looked good, but I hope it tastes as good as it looks. I take a bite and nearly vomit. It tasted horrible! I push my plate back and spit out the bite I took.

"Don't like snake?" Nefal laughs, "Don't worry, you'll get used to the taste."

"I'm going back to Iceltic." I say standing up, "And you can't stop me!"

"Tsk tsk tsk," Nefal sets his food down, "you can't leave here my daughter. I'll just find you and add more dark energy into you."

"I'm leaving!" I scream at him.

"Go and find the Ice Crystal for me!"

"Never!"

I storm out of the room and head back up to the room where my sword is at. I pick it up thankful that it isn't cursed anymore and cut the bars that are in front of the windows. They clang to the ground. I smash the window with the hilt of the blade and look down at the city. It's a gigantic city! Miles upon miles of city are as far as the eye can see. The walls are magnificent. From what I can see, they weren't made by mortal hands. Nefal must have had a few spell weavers around to build the wall. The wall ascended into what seemed like the clouds. I look down and see guards forming below. It won't be long until they get up here and capture me again. 

It's too far to jump so I try and hatch a plan. If I jump staying close to the castle, I can slow my descent by stabbing the sword into the side of the castle. Taking a deep breath, I jump out of the window just as guards entered the room. A hand grabs my foot slamming me against the castle. I swing my sword and slice the guard's hand off. I hear him scream in pain. I see his ugly head poke out of the window with a spear in his hand. He throws it, but misses. I stab my sword into the castle wall. The sword goes through the stone as if it is water. This sword really is legendary. I slowly slide down the wall and crash through the castle gates. 

I push myself through the crowded streets of the city. Seeing as I can't outrun the guards in this crowd, I jump and grab a hold of a low roof and drag myself over it. I jump from roof to roof. Now I know I can get away. I thought too soon as arrows planted themselves into the roof beside me. Now I have to look out for arrows? Great just great! More arrows fly towards me and I knock them aside with the sword. They'll have to try harder than that to hit me. Try harder the guards did. Before I knew it, a brute slams me off the roof. I flip off the roof and back into the streets. I clumsily land on my feet. My head pounded where the guard's shoulder hit my head. The crowd forms a circle around me. I hear the marching of the guards not far behind me. I look back towards the roof to see guards all around me. They jump down into the circle and get out their swords.

I pick mine up off the ground and get ready for their attack. They must be stalling and waiting for the rest to catch up. They didn't make a move towards me. I decide to make the first move and speed towards one of the guards, taking him by surprise. I knock the sword out of his hands and slice his neck open. Blood splatters to the ground. The crowd screams and starts running away. I turn around and see the guards moving in. They are furious since I killed one of their own. They rush at me. Big mistake! I duck underneath the swords and dodge the spears. I swing my sword in a circle and feel the sword going through armor. I hear nothing but screaming for the next few seconds. I close my eyes and bring myself to a rest. The men around me fall to the ground in a bloody heap. Blood spilled onto the stone and dirt ground staining it red. I stand up and look around. The people who were watching now stand in silence. They just witnessed the most talented men in the royal army fall. Even with my memories back, I didn't feel anything towards my home. I don't see how these people live here in fear of their leader, my father, my enemy. Nobody can help me but me.