On Aga's back, I was devastated, I felt like scratching away my face to see if a new one would emerge, clawing my forehead, I screamed
"Aarhhhhh!! "
out loud in the sky, deep down, I wished thunder would strike me dead, life was unfair, why did life have to be so cruel to me? grabbing my chest I felt as if my entire body was on fire
Grabbing Aga's fur, I steered him down a mile away from the town, unable to contain the heartache, I jumped off him aiming at the tree ahead, I hit my head hard but the pain still couldn't stop the regret, and ache inside me, neither could the blood oozing to my face relieve me of the regret, getting up I began punching the rough tree as if it were my opponent, I punched it until my forefingers were drowning in my blood, enough pain to knock me out, slamming onto the ground everything went black
I woke up with Aga covering my body with his Wings, I smiled slightly but frowned again as the memory of yesterday came rushing back, I woke Aga and patted him a bit before we flew again, the regret had not subsided yet but the anger was gone and it was early dawn, the perfect time to get the horses and come back without anyone noticing
In the sky while coming back, to my surprise I found the men in the town lying there unmoving, landing, I found that every single house in the town had been set on fire, I couldn't believe my eyes, walking through the town, I found most of the elderly men who fought in the great war lying lifeless in their blood
Reminding of my uncle I ran to our house but it was no different
"No, no, no, no, "I screamed seeing my uncle lying on his back, his chest heaven going in quickly I ran to him holding him on my lap
" No, no, no, please don't die" his throat was slit and he was struggling
" Please, please, please," I couldn't stop the tears from my eyes
"Marcus... give..... King" he stated handing me a coin
"Save...."
" Hold on Uncle please" I tried to get him up but he pulled my shirt to him
" Your mother is alive," I gasped at what he said
"save.... them.. now" he said before he let go of his spirit
" No no no no!" he was gone, my uncle was gone, who could have done this overnight, raising my head I saw a sword with a skull hilt my eyes widened 'Barbarian' I thought, Barbarians were tall, strong, thick people, who were known for cutting of men's manhood and raping women to reproduce "No, no, no!" I screamed again Lucy Ivy and Jen what were they going to do to them, looking in my hands I remembered what he said about the King
Anger began to boil inside me, first at the Barbarians, then at myself for leaving, if I had been there my uncle would still be alive, and the fact that I flew when he said he needed to tell me something made my rage go from anger to ferociousness, if only I had stayed
"Aarhhhh!!! "