ELECTUS - Book 1

Bloodline's Cure!

Meanwhile in Crutal Kingdom, Guard Commander Chan walked in Xakro's Throne room.

Carrying the dead Calidum Lutum's heart on his right hand and holding his right shoulder with his left hand so it doesn't burst out more blood.

The wound is dried out, there is no blood streaming down. But the traumatic experience remained, he doesn't want to lose more blood. 

"You've returned... alive. Perhaps I didn't make the wrong… choice when I picked you to kill The Electus." Expressed Xakro illustratio lll in his cold deep voice, gasping for breath a few times throughout his sentences.

With his self esteem low thanks to the recent event, Chan doesn't even have the energy to sugar coat his fate with the Calidum Lutum. "I'm only alive thanks to a Source Bear interrupting my execution."

Afterwards aiming to express the fact of which the King might not like at all, Chan uttered. "The rest of the men didn't make it."

With a gaggle of hesitation, he took a few more steps forward until he reached the Throne. Dropping to his knees, gazing ay the ground, offering the enemy's Heart to The King.

"You did well….Chan. What about the… Gauntlet?" Asked Xakro as he grabbed Chan's forehead, healing his wounds completely in a matter of seconds.

It was just a little scar with a hint of forceful skin penetration. Likely random due to the Source Bear's interference.

Glad to finally find relief on his shoulder pain, he focused less on gratitude and more on answering the King's question. "Odd enough, the language of the phrase wasn't written in their language but in Ignite! The word itself wasn't in Ignite but the letters were."

Memorization is definitely not his personality perk, but the situation forced him to learn. I suppose seeing the Elite Archers burn alive, helped him memorize this word in some way.

Raising his voice in unmistakable anger, Xakro scolded. "All you know... is to flee. Yet you are somehow still... alive. Have you ever won a battle? Stand your ground next time or I will kill... you instead. Tell me the... phrase."

"Azrapetos, it was Azrapetos. I managed to read it and escape a moment before I felt an earthquake and before The Electus almost burned me in to a crisp." Excuses are Chan's best way of escaping from being burned alive.

"Interesting phrase… Let's hope it works when you use it against the… Ghost tree. The Electus… I suppose you didn't take him as a target… Understandable." I suppose excuses worked, Chan was at least smart enough to talk his way out of danger here.

I suppose everyone can become smart when one's life is at stake.

While stroking his chin, taking a moment to think, Xakro came into conclusion. "So… the Electus himself made a run for it... towards Lan Zhe. How could a small minded... fool know they even existed."

Giving insider information which might lend a bargain to not be shot dead today, Chan stated. "Fool's luck Sire. The stench of burned Lava contaminated the Cave. The Calidum Lutum clearly attacked them first but somehow the Electus managed to bargain."

Since it's confirmed that the Electus is at Lan Zhe, Xakro's conclusion became more of a half fact. "The reward... for killing that child became a whole lot bigger. My Crown shone for the... first time since I claimed... the Throne. Meaning, the Golden Blood has returned."

The thought that an Electus might prove a bit more lucky with gaining such power, aided such a conclusion. So Xakro cited, "If that Child… Is the Golden Blood, and I eat his heart… That civilization has no option but to obey… me. His Golden Blood would be transferred to my bloodstream, possibly ending... purifying the Bloodline's Curse."