A fast carnivore bird-like head, the fancy creature had gotten the same body shape as ostrich, but long-slight ungula legs. White half pint fine fur cased their bodies. Its roaring sounds scary while it runs savagely. The princess caressed the gracious marveling animal and gently said, "My bad for not coming to see you for long Gray, I hope we're going to spend a safe journey".
Long years had passed. Taramusian folks don't ride the Taitors regularly, but had been learning to take a part of the annual T-T –Taitor Trooper- tournaments considering as a popular event.
No longer, they couldn't manage to hold the event due to the rebellious events. Also having fun became a wish since they got toyed and also meals for monsters recently and demons would play with them as their desire.
She lifted her head to Elendeer direction, "Well, Mr. tracer ride forth and show us the way, as the alchemist says a man's skill must be tested, no one knows what a man really is at the end of the night".
Elendeer a young man at the age of twenty, slender, but strong and no one can ignore his intelligence. He looked handsome even though his hooked-nose may catch your attention at the first sight, but who cares until he is still a man. He nodded to the answer of his lady. Tamina couldn't find a good point within him to trust. He was very close to his brother, a mate of hard times no matter what. She never saw that close friend of them, more like brothers in blood, but now he simply gave up on him. Something was wrong as she noticed.
As the rebel rose and the demons army attacked he acclaimed that won't stand by the prince's throne and ever steading a criminal traitor. All those words that he confessed to the king couldn't convince the princess. To her, it was almost impossible that Betria got no impact on him. She wasn't able to accept him although the king had done it already and it was annoying her. The sense of being suspected made her fidgety.
Elendeer had a look on his compass and said, "In my opinion, we must pass through the mountains this way we can be less recognizable or caught".
Tamina gazed at Strandeer and cried, "What? Is he out of mind? There are many of those giant bats around there even if they weren't we could hardly pass that cold".
Elendeer to answer him pointed to Strandeer, "But we have the power of the soil, and of course my bow", tabbed on his quiver.
She found another similarity between him and Betria both very confident and so sure before thinking about the consequences of their decision.
"Seems we have to follow him, my lady, he knows that death comes to him if you get hurt". He squeezed the hilt of his sword, but Tamina wasn't worried about herself, but her father.
They were far enough from Leigaroun, the capital of Taramus kingdom, but clearly heard the roaring sound of an explosion. The princess cringed out of shock. Tamina slacked the Taitor of a sudden, closed her eyes. But couldn't look back. The gone is gone she couldn't slide back to the past and fix it, but going forth was the only option. The wind pushed back her cloak as she kicked the Taitors ribs and pulled out the bridle.
Unlike the earth of short-aged humans which got continents and countries, Taramus ruled under one flag of Leigarounian Family and only living on one continent. But orientation provinces of northern, southern, Eastern, and the westerns. All under the flag of one dynasty. The nomads were the citizens of the south, they'd preferred the traditional living style had left from their lineage passing life in desert tents, using less technology if only they really needed, no spaceships, but riding Taitor.
At the southern edges, the desert reached the Obit Ocean. People of that area were interested in fishing and sailing on Obit waters weather the ocean was wild towards them and hard maelstroms take lives dragging mariners to the deeps.
Strandeer wasn't sure about bringing out a word, but they forced to head to the shortest way to reach the alchemist's place and gently said, "Please don't bother yourself more than this, we can pass this, princess".
She bitterly cajoled, he studied her winced face and realized about fussy leprous thoughts in her mind. "I'm not able to kill my own brother, merely because he had chosen a wrong side".
"As the right time arrives you will make the decision, but I'll promise you to do something before you get forced to kill him".
Strandeer uttered the words while staring at Elendeer, obviously, he neither didn't trust the suspicious young man. He hoped if his actions reveal something from inside, good or bad didn't matter averse that he has shown nothing. It could have had two states, he was a good actor or really knocked off from his brotherhood with Betria.
For a moment the glitter inside the silver eyes of Strandeer sacred Elendeer. It turned his stomach. He never had guts to be around or face him weather himself was a good warrior, but Strandeer could tear up a man only by lifting his finger, breaking sharp stones out of his power flew them up and kill you in a blink of eyes or turn the flesh to the soil, what a dangerous power he had gained. A gift that could be used for a good cause or paradox.
They entered to the mount way, a back-road appeared, gray-colored mountains covered by thin layers of snowflakes had shown up. Leather and fur saved them from the nip. No single noise emerged out and strange enough to them. Even numerous triple-eyed wolves which were infamous for night attacks had scrambled to their caves regardless of their empty stomach.
The gray eyes of Strandeer changed color to a mignonette, just similar to shining gems which break the night, "something's getting close to us, a dark foul shadow, thirsty to drain the blood of veins, it carries massive of terrors", the master of soil saw it from the sky.
Didn't last long when a grisly screech echoed over the crack between two mounts, even stones crunched and rolled down out of it. A giant dark shadowy bat while its wing made a storm of snow has arrived above them.