Legend of the Holy Sentinels: Night Hunters

CHAPTER SIXTEEN - the ELVEN RETALIATION

A blurry ceiling of oak wood that became ever so apparent welcomed Karus as he slowly opened his eyes, batting it a few times to regain perfect vision. He's inside a house. A very quaint, well maintained, properly ventilated house, he observed as he bear in mind to compliment the carpenter and the homeowner. He was shocked it took him hours to wake up as he tried to lift his tired body to sit up only to fail in every attempt.

Usually, it only takes a few hours or so but now, as he saw the darkness outside the window and the stillness of any living soul inhabiting the village he's in, he's convinced it took him at least ten hours. It is curious to note that it is mid afternoon when he drank the poisonous vial. Calculating that time, he could assume that it is now about an hour past midnight, give or take. He's covered with a lot of bandages around his head leaving him to barely turn it to his sides.

"Kayzar," he called shouting but a little weak with his voice almost crackling.

A loud thumping sound on the floor with a rhythmic tune of a running man disturbed the peaceful dark night giving him a jolt. He couldn't see a door in front of him making him assume that it is either on his left or on his right. He can't move his aching head to both sides so he forced his body gambling to turn choosing left on instinct. He felt disappointed to see nothing but a wall on that corner and a vase of flowers on top of the table together with three sets of mourning candles. He was confused to see something akin to a burial ritual beside him. He wonders if it is one of those pranks by Kayzar, a very nasty very horrible prank that is somewhat insulting.

Before he could ever try to summon all his energy to turn around, the door came into a bang, as if being forcefully pushed by an angry ogre, then, two arms of a young man held his body in a tight bind. He swore he would most likely yell some curses to this man for pulling him and hugging his tired, aching body like a bear but he heard some sobbing.

The young man, that's behind him, suddenly let go and then gave him a painful slap on the head.

"OW! What the Yit's wrong with you!" Karus said angrily.

"You should've known better than to drink my potion you imbecile! I specifically told you that a drop can put a grown man to sleep! A vial is as deadly as a dagger in the neck!"

Karus laid back on his bed and rolled around back to see Kayzar who is infuriated and crying at the same time.

"Hey it's no biggie! At least I made it before sunrise?"

"You stupid, dim-witted, foolish moron!"

"Hey, cut with the insults..."

"It's been five days since we found you! They said that you're dead!" he angrily shouted with his palms squishing his eyes suppressing the river of tears.

"What? Five days!?" he shouted sitting upright immediately ignoring the searing pain that comes from his hurried movements. "What happened to Juni!?"

Kayzar punched his right arms annoyed, "You should be thanking Bathala for this miracle you ungrateful fool! You shouldn't worry about anything at the moment!"

"He's right," joined Narra popping from the door, "You are considered dead three days ago. Water Casters has been feeding you, directing liquid food to your mouth but suddenly your body shut down. They said it's irreversible."

Karus looked down finding his hands and feet in the long white sheets and tested them looking for flaws or impairment, pinching it for a couple of times finding if it can still feel sensations. "I don't feel any different except from feeling a little weak with painful joints."

"You are scheduled to be transported to the north and have a prince's burial but your brother kept insisting on making his potions and I was this close to calling Artemus and Anagea. Good thing I kept this incident top secret."