The Romance of Lotania - An Under Gods Story (Rough Draft)

Enter the Land of the Crimson Storm

Chapter 14: Enter the Land of the Crimson Storm

Exhausted, angry, scared, those three feelings encapsulated the minds and bodies Kaga, Aapti, and Orunya completely. They were the last three left, Draven was dead, Gosheven was dead, and there only means of survival was a lotanian on a warpath with so self-proclaimed god. Their bodies were aching, it had been days since the Woven Maze and Yorgard. Days spent walking endlessly through the treeless fields of mustard yellow grass and sweating in the hot purple transitioning light of that damn tower.

"Oh fuck, I need a break. I'm tired," Orunya panted and sat on the ground.

"We don't ha-"

"Bite me," Orunya interrupted and laid her back on the ground.

"Look if you need to be carried I'll do it, but we need to get to Vahemoria."

"Before what? Your phony god comes to smite us?" Aapti scoffed and laid down.

"Maybe! Dammit, all he has to do is open an eye and feel like checking on me to find us and he'll kill us before we even know it."

"Is he the one that shot our helicopter down?" Kaga asked.

"No, that was someone else and hopefully you won't ever have to see her ever again."

"Who was she?"

"Listen, you don't need to worry about that."

"Oh bitch, really? We don't need to worry? Let me put this in perspective for you. We don't trust you, Draven died because we followed you, and the whoever shot down that ship let you get away. I know because whatever she said sounded like she was trying to comfort you. Now if you ask me, all this smells like a set-up."

"I-"

The wind began to pick up and Eyawa ignited her imageon and readied herself for battle. A pack of massive beasts possessing six large wings, shifting armor-like shelling, and bloated abdomens landed in front of them with the foremost bowing its head to allow the rider a way down. It was a deep grey skinned Vahemorian lotan who stood slightly over eight feet tall and wore a burgundy scaled gi that hung over one shoulder leaving a large dip that exposed his bare chest and the lighter armor hugging around his stomach.

"Vi would drown that flame if vi were you. We are on the same side after all," he spoke in english.

Eyawa looked back at the confused faces of the women.

"Come on you three. We need to go with them."

"No tricks?" Aapti asked.

"Not this time, I promise."

"We'll see what good that is this time," Kaga mumbled and walked onto the winged beast with the help of the Vahemorian.

The others followed suit and with a command from their driver they were off to the skies. Aapti and Orunya peered out through the windows of the palanquin trying to get an idea of where they were going since the flying beast didn't seem to be taking them back up the ice wall.

"There's an alarm," Eyawa informed.

The women looked at her.

"The reason why they don't just fly you up is because there's an alarm that notifies lotanians like me when someone crosses over or out. That's how I knew to come looking for you all. If it hadn't been me than you'd all be dead I guarantee it. So if I tell any of you to do something or if I feel like keeping a secret, trust that I have your best interest in mind."

Kaga leaned forward and sighed.

"That conversation may work on four-year-olds, but we are grown ass women and we deserve to know everything so we can tell you what our best interest is."