Dubstheduke

In Paramesia, Magical powers came into the world of an unknown origin over a thousand years ago. Humans live in underground cities to avoid the dangerous magic using monsters on the surface. In pursuit of power and land, the empire performed experiments to develop their own magical abilities, however when one of the test subjects escapes, he joins a resistance force and poses a threat to take over the world.

Note to anyone considering reading this book: Unfortunately, I the author was unable to finish writing this book, so if you do read it- do not expect a finished story. You have been warned.

Mercenary

Dubs tried to speak but only muffled noises came out due to the gag.


He tried to move his arms but heard the sound of the ropes crunching as he struggled.


"Heh heh... I let my curiousity get the better of me. Perhaps all this empire jargon was nothing more than a pipe dream...", Dubs thought.


The carriage trodded forward. They had already exited the marsh, and were traveking alonside a cobblestone road.


"I don't think this will work but I supoose Ill give it a try..."


Dubs tried to create an orb of fire, but the bindings on his hands flashed and prevented him from doing so.


"What happened? You clearly missed that shot on purpose back there. Did you have a glimpse of mercy? For trash like him? You disappoint me, Dubs."


That wasn't it. Dubs had been told by a voice to be taken captive, and he was curious as to who this voice could be, and why they would ask him to become a captive.


Dubs had been arrogant in his skills, and thought that escape would be easy, so he allowed himself to be captured, but he couldn't have been more wrong.


"That voice was the same voice that I heard before, when we discovered the mine where the dwarves were working... perhaps once more I will find a use of sonething I encounter here."


If anything, Dubs would be able to see firsthand and gague the strength of the surfacers.


Reagan had her hands bound and mouth gagged, and Dubs scooted closer to her in the cart. 


He looked at her, signaling his eyes in morse code. He looked up and down, and Reagan, being the genius she was, understood his message clearly.


"I do." she responded, in the same manner.


After running through multiple pathways, forks and turns, the wagon came to a large city.


Huge walls scanned the boarder, towering over the cart. An automatic gate system opened, pulling the metal gate upwards.


When they entered, enormous towers and buildings sprawled across the landscape. Beautiful colored roofs and walls made of various stones spanned as far as the eye could see, and they only got bigger and brighter as one moved through the town.


The technology used was not excessively high level, but it was inginuitive. Mechanical systems allowed for transportation of materials, and Civil works such as aqueducts and bridges existed.


"If I wasnt captured alive this woukd have been a pretty nice trip... oh well. I might as well enjoy the scenery while I can.", Dubs thought as he looked around at all the people rushing to see the Corporal and his prize.


But Dubs then looked back at Reagan, and looked around at the dwarves and the knights who had been captured and tied up. 


Dubs realized something that was obvious, yet inside him an anger that far exceeded anything he had ever experienced was triggered.


All of his teammated had bruises and even some rugburn marks covering their bodies. They had not been treated with care.


Dubs began to scream in fury, his voice being muffled by the gag.


"How.... how dare you harm my subjects..... You will pay for this, Corporal Leopold von Gracier." Dubs stated.


Chapter 58- Capture