Chapter 1: Destiny Offers a Path
This is the first chapter that kicks off the 7 Blades of Legend book series.
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Lightning flashed throughout the night skies as the torrential rains poured, the roads were bare as no-one was foolish enough to tread through such hellish weather. The trees in the woods sound as if they were moaning due to the strong wind. The thunder forced the ground to quake with every clap. It was indeed a frightening night that would surely spook even the hardiest of souls. Outside the city of Vailstone lead a winding and narrow road to the cities castle, a castle that harbored a reasonable and loving king.
A frightening black stallion charged through the strong rain and pulled behind it an old dark stagecoach. At the reins of the rickety chariot sat a ghoulish being, a headless entity which emitted warm gray smoke from its exposed gaping neck. The headless coachman violently lashed the demonic horse with its fiery whip encouraging it to run faster. Each snap of its long whip sparked bursts of fire under the blanket of rain. The galloping beast's hooves rivaled the grumbling thunder. In the nearing distance Vailstones castle walls were in visible range.
The castle had been warned and its line of defense had been issued. Much of the castles security was alarmed once the ghastly stagecoach reached its destination. The headless creature snapped its whip on the horses back causing it to rear up and open its mouth wide, regurgitating a large fire ball which clashed against the castles perimeter.
Soldiers positioned their guns from above the walls, readying their weapons and taking aim at the mysterious monsters that lurk throughout the night. The soldiers were unsettled at the appearance of the headless coachman until the grand duke appeared to evaluate this demonic threat.
The grand duke’s name is Raziel and was a highly trusted and reliable warrior of the king's. He bare few battle scars yet has killed hundreds of men and monsters in combat. He was a muscular black haired man with a small silvery white patch of hair in the center of his head. The grand duke was an intimidating six feet and six inches tall. He had an aura of confidence about him and few had the resolve to oppose him. He stood tall while curiously staring at the dark menace on the other side of the castle and evaluating the threat.
The grand duke stood beside a trembling soldier who had the apparition in the crosshairs of his gun. He placed his hand on the kneeling soldiers shoulder to calm his nerves. Once the grand duke was confident the situation was only as it appeared he gave the order to fire. The simultaneous gun fire rivaled the sound of the clapping thunder.
Lead bullets poured through the headless coachman's fire spewing horse. Flame sprayed through the fresh bullet wounds of the dark beast forcing it to collapse to the moist muddy ground.
The coachman raised himself from his carriage seat and pointed to at the grand duke. Despite the hard rain and constant thunder a blood gurgling voice could be heard emitting from the headless being, “Duuuuke!” it bellowed.
The headless coachman threw its arm back preparing to crack its whip towards the castle, before being riddled with bullets as its four legged companion. The being fell from its gunshot damaged stagecoach. The creature and its horse lay lifelessly in puddles of water in the dousing rain. The entrance to the castle cracked open, allowing swarms of soldiers to seal the stagecoach and bodies in a human barricade.
The Vailstone kingdoms general stepped out into the pouring rain and before the deceased monster’s bodies. General Grechov was relatively new to the kingdoms military ranks but was placed in such a high position due to his impressive military background. His history and experience with war and combat may not have been the most pleasant, but it was certainly impressive to say the least. The man’s face expressed his many years of stress and fatigue. He had a mug only a mother could love.
“Make way for the grand duke!” he yelled against the crackling thunder and cleared a pathway for the grand duke amongst the barricade of soldiers.
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7 blades of legend "the armor of kamisama"
Adventureadventure, fantasy, thriller, action
