Book 4 | Agent 34 and the Last Gem

Chapter 29 | The Ar'gualian War

The Ar'gual With The Crippled Leg told them his name as they went to his home, which just so happened to be Grime. Lord Grari had told the two elves what his name was, but neither could put their finger on it.

Grime sat them both down in two chairs in his living room and sat down in the third one opposite of them. Venon simply laid his head down on the ground in front of the living room window, his right eye lining up with it and seeing them all inside.

"So," Grime stated. "There's a lot that Renya doesn't know about involving the Ar'guals. For starters, I said this earlier, but we are not native to this land. And neither are veroms,"

"We used to live on a distant continent called Tramli. I was a mere teenager back when our race was there and don't remember much. One thing that stood out to me there was the lack of other species. The Ar'guals and veroms dominated the land with little to no other advanced species living among us. One that was decently populated was the elves. They were peaceful and didn't intrude upon anything the Ar'guals or veroms were doing,"

"During our course of living there, we went to war with the veroms over a feud of who got what part of the land. Each species had their own country. I don't recall their names, I just know it reflected off the Ar'gualian language, and the veroms reflected off their own language,"

"The two species went to war and I told my mother I was joining the fight. She reluctantly let me go but as soon as I left my old village was set to flames by the veroms. I never saw my mother again," A single tear rolled down Grime's cheek as he shifted in his chair.

"The veroms made it personal and I swore to kill them off one by one. I worked my way up in ranks as a mere teenager and managed to become a general for their militia. I led a group of soldiers to battle and managed to destroy and kill off a verom settlement,"

"The main strategy that we had in this war was to push our way to the capital by destroying each settlement along the way—which was what we were doing. As they grew weaker, we grew strong, and the outcome of the war was obvious to both sides. The veroms quickly loaded up a boat and the rest of their species fled to sea in whatever direction,"

"The remaining Ar'gual generals and the King had a meeting on what to do. Instead of doing the logical thing and staying, all of us had been scarred by war and didn't want to live on the land where our families had been brutally murdered. We decided to finish the war and go after our enemies and bring the war to Renya,"

"We split the war in half. The First Ar'gualian War was the one in Tramli, the Second Ar'gualian War was brought to Renya. We continued war there as new species in Renya and unknowing of the dwarves and humans it held,"

"Days went on of fighting. We lost many of our men, as did they. I shattered the bone in my left leg in a battle and was unable to partake in half of the war. In the end, we won and killed their king. The veroms went frantic and fled all over Renya like wild animals. They acted as if they had never been civilized after their king was killed. We spent the rest of our civilization living up here peacefully after making ourselves known to the other species. Talk has been said before about going back to Tramli, but very little of us could really remember it. It would be like fleeing to a new continent to us all over again. Renya felt like home to us how, despite being from Tramli, which was why we chose to go to the Island of Death instead of leaving Renya,"

No one said anything. Silence engulfed the room, shock covering the two elves as they had previously thought the Ar'gual were native to this land and never had any conflicts or was involved with anything.

"Wow," Ismara eventually said.

"The Ar'guals are not a force to be reckoned with," Grime stated. "Now that Braunick has acquired the veroms into his army, along with skeletons, I think the Zena has a good chance at beating his troops. However, it's besting Braunick himself that I'm worried about,"

"As are we," Venon said. "but right now, the Zena appears useless to him and isn't pursuing them because of that,"

"Why so?" The Ar'gual asked.

"Agent 34 and Ismara here faked their death," The dragon snorted.

"Well what benefit does that serve?" Grime burst out.

"Because he's Braunick's brother!" Ismara shouted, pointing at Agent 34.

"Why are you on the Zena's behalf then?"

"Braunick stole my memories!" Agent 34 shouted.

"Stop shouting!" Venon cried. "You act like children. Act your age,"

"I don't know my age exactly," Agent 34 confessed. "I only knew my age when I first woke up in that desert, which was seventeen at the time. I don't know my birthday,"

"Dear God what has Braunick done to you," Grime said.

"Well it's been two years since Arenia reportedly found you in the desert. So you're at least nineteen," Ismara told him. "I'm the same age. Nineteen years old," She flashed a smile at him.

"Anyways," Grime said, directing the topic of their conversation back in place. "Explain everything to me, Agent 34," He told him. "I want to know everything you've been through,"

"It's a long story," He told him. "It's gonna be a rollercoaster of a story. Get ready,"