ViticiPrema *Elemental Mage Prequel*

Thirty-four

Pagkatapos magpaalam sa mga magulang, kapatid at mangilan-ngilang kaibigan ay walang sinayang na oras si Prema, agad na nilisan ang Elveden.  Inihatid siya ng kanyang ama at dalawang kapatid sa hangganan.  Bago siya lumabas ay may ibinigay sa kanya ang ama.  It was the scimitar she saw on the wall. 

"This scimitar was made by Ragnar Darkwind son of Drathas.  The master smith of Darkden.  These are specially made for you."

Prema couldn't believe what her father had given her.  When she extend her hand to reach it from her father, her hand tremble a little.  Then Raiden stepped beside her and hand her something.  Prema wanted to cry.  It was a scabbard for the twin scimitars.  

Then Daxen came right beside her and hand her a longbow. Not just any longbow, it was his brothers beloved bow. "Daxen, salamat pero hindi ko matatanggap iyan. Alam ko kung gaano kaimportante sa iyo iyan."

"Good, because I will never give it to you. I love you sis, but this one is my baby. Ipapahiram ko lang ito sayo kaya ingatan mo. Dark trolls ang nabalitaan ng mga scouts ko na sumasalakay sa Quoria. Mahihirapan ka kung ordinaryong sandata ang gagamitin mo.  The only weapon that can easily penetrate their skin are your twin blades since it was made by a Dark Elf and my arrows since they are made by the same Elf. Return my bow when the battle is done."

There was a lump on Prema's throat but she manage to say her thanks to her father and to both her brothers.  After wishing her well and hug her one last time, Prema walk into the barrier.

Paglabas ni Prema sa lagusan ay unang napansin niya ang kanyang kabayo. Her horse was ready and saddled. Nilapitan ni Prema ang kanyang kabayong si Thunder at niyakap. Noon niya napansin ang nakarolyong papel na nakasuksok sa saddlebag. Pagkabasa ay mabilis na sumampa sa kabayo si Prema at pinatakbo ito.

It was a carnage. Thousands of dead bodies littered everywhere. Blood drench the land.

Hindi magkandaugaga ang mga HealerMages sa dami ng sugatan. Doon niya rin nalaman ang nagyari kay Valerius. Kinakabahang iginala ni Prema ang paningin. Iisang tao lang ang hinahanap. Ang mga sundalo ng Quoria ay patuloy pa rin sa pakikipaglaban pero wala doon ang atensiyon ni Prema. Her eyes searching the vast field. Hindi niya makita si Firen. Prema started praying.

She saw him then. 

Tall, muscular and bloody. He look exactly the warlord of legends.   A warrior born and breed. Her heart swilled with love and pride. Her warrior!  And what more, he is alive! He was standing alone in a heap of dead bodies both human and trolls. Both hands on his side, right hand holding his long blade that was covered with trolls dark blood. But when she really, really saw him, she realized he was standing too still...that it made Prema too afraid to approach him and find him dead.

"Are you okey old man?" Prema hated the fear in her voice.

"Worried princess?" Prema knows it was just seconds before Firen answered but those precious seconds seems like eternity.  There it is, her proof that her warrior is alive.  But just to be sure, "You better not die on me Gwawrddyd!  You don't drag me back into this realm only to die on me!" Muli niyang banta dito.  Kahit kasi hindi sabihin nito ay nakita ni Prema ang pagbalatay ng sakit sa mukha ng binata.  He must be in pain.  Hindi rin nakaligtas sa pansin ni Prema na basa ng dugo ang tinatayuan nito na damuhan. 

Without breaking eye contact, Firen answered.  "This old man will not be so foolish meFelina."

Tumikhim si Prema bago nagsalita, "mabuti na yong nagkaintindihan tayo dahil kung mamamatay ka hindi kita patatawarin.