The prophecy of Wydra

The darkness covered almost every inch of the huge red temple and the only source of light was the worship plate which contained hundreds of burning oil lamps. A priest lifted up the heavy plate and started the prayer in front of a huge idol of his goddess Agruda which was over 50 feet high; the goddess's idol had 6 arms and she was seated on another giant statue of a black 6 legged noil, once the prayer started hundreds of priests took their plates, which were much smaller and lighter, and then as they started lighting the lamps which were places on their plates, the main temple of Wydra which was sunk in complete darkness just a minute ago, now every part of it had started shining brightly, for sometime people forgot all their pains and sufferings, and they all just focused on their goddess. The light from the lamps made every corner look like if it was made from pure molten gold, and as the prayer drew to a close about a hundred armed men made their entry into the temple, they were all covered in blood, and it was clear to everyone in temple that they had come back from a battle, in which they had successfully prevented the empire's men from discovering the last holy site of the Sudnihran religion.

The prayer ended and everyone joined his hands in front of the idol, asking the goddess to give them strength and wisdom.

The head priest placed his plate at the feet of Agruda's idol and then took another plate containing saffron color, he added some water to it and then he gave a saffron mark on forehead of every soldier.

"Just in time guys." said Raleton to his soldiers, as he saw the red color slowly take over the full moon

He placed his own crown in front of the feet of the goddess's idol and then he took out his sword and lifted it high in air, and in his crusader sword there was a clean, bright reflection of their 12 constellations and in the centre of them all was their moon which was now fully covered in blood red color.

"The time for prophecy has come my friends. Now, it's time for us Sudnihras to take our revenge from those Kesitlarmas, revenge for the centuries of suffering they have given us, for our millions of temples which they destroyed, for thousands of priests which were

killed mercilessly just because they refused to change their religion, for every kingdom they defeated by treachery, for every inch of our holy land which their evil religion has polluted, for the injustice they did to the our friends dwarfs, for the bringing back the lost prestige and honor to our elvish brothers, for the holy..." said Raleton and as he was speaking

The back doors of the temples opened and the light made its way to the outside world and in that bright path, riding on her white horse came an elf. She was in her black cape, upon which hundreds of creatures were painted in white color, and those drawing covered every inch of the silk of her cape. Her hood had properly covered half of her face revealing only her mouth and chin.

Raleton was quite nervous on seeing her as it was his first time in his life of twenty years that he was actually in front of an elf, but somehow hiding his feelings he managed to get a smile on his lips and the elf gave him a silver casket, Raleton places his sword back into its shovel and then slowly opens up the casket, after looking inside it for a few seconds, he closed it and gave it to the head priest.

"She's the elf, whom the elvish queen Fenikasa has chosen to go on this mission, and her two friends Luxor and Nemon are also going to be her partners in this quest." he announced

Sara then slowly walked towards the head priest and once they were at audible distance she said "May the spirits of the moon watch over you."

"People call me Gordson, what's your name young girl." said the head priest

"Sara." replied the elf

"May the creator bless you with wisdom, Sara" said Gordson and then he pointed at the feet of the goddess, where right next to his plate was another plate, on top of which was a small bag inside of which was something which glowed in every few seconds. Sara walked to the feet of Agruda's statue, lifted the bag, and carefully tied it over her back. Then as she turned to leave, something in her made her turn back at the idol.

Sara looked at the huge idol of Agruda and then she started to stare right in the eyes of goddess for some time. Like if she was saying to the goddess, "If you exist, now's your

Then she shook hands with Raleton and just as she was about to leave, Raleton grabbed her left hand and said "I don't have any faith in your race, but you know how much it means to all the races and creatures out there, the dwarfs, sanits, and even you elves, you know that we all are part of it now, so don't dare to backstab us this time, unless you want your species to go extinct as well."

Hearing such harsh words on credibility of her race, Sara got a bit angry and she quickly freed her hand from Raleton's grip and then delivered a punch straight on his jaw, which caused the blood to flow out of his mouth. Sensing their leader in trouble all the soldiers drew their weapons but Raleton rose his hand, signaling them to stop. Entire crowd was shocked but the head priest Gordson was not surprised at all. He knew that elves never considered humans, dwarves or any other race worthy of their time. It was only the necessity of the survival, the demand of time and the faith in prophecy of the most respected man of all the three kinds, Lord Anshirk that all these three races and the kingdom of Khisara were on the same page for the first time ever since the introduction of Kesitlarm into their world.

The talks were also made with the last three remaining independent kingdoms, Naijas, Trichsra and Trankquas, but no reply ever came back from any one of them.

Sara got on her white horse and then she left the Ayalamih mountains, and began her journey, one which was the last hope to free their lives from the evil of Kesitlarmas. On her way out, she met her friends and partners in this quest Luxor and Nemon, who were already seated on their horses.

"Time to go." said Sara and they all were soon out of sight

"So, Sara how was their temple." asked Nemon as he adjusted his saddle while riding on his horse

"Quite impressive to be honest." said Sara "It's a great piece of architecture."

"I guess, that's not what he meant." said Luxor

"I know that's not what he meant, but we don't have any time to spare." said Sara looking at the sky "They must have understood it as well by now." as she increased her pace

The king Vatriolix Nahk, climbed the stairs of the tallest tower of his empire's borders and as he looked above, he saw all the twelve constellations and the blood red moon moving swiftly across the black sky, a drop of sweat rolled down his forehead, but before it could hit the ground it evaporated in mid-air. Pressurized by his own thoughts he lost track of time and kept on staring at sky for many hours until he finally regained his senses and he somehow managed to order a soldier on the ground to bring him a piece of coal. The soldier rushed to his barrack and soon came up to him with a handful of pieces of coal in his hands. Vatriolix took one of them, and then he ordered him to go and tell everyone to go to sleep and that he must also go to sleep immediately. The soldier did as he was told and once he was gone, Vatriolix again looked at the red moon and all the constellations in the sky, which had now started to disappear as it was now sometime past the midnight, focusing on the spell he threw the piece of coal in air and shouted "Pyrogynase"

The coal burst into flames and surprisingly it kept floating in air, then he again started to chant some spells and a few minutes later the flames from the coal rise to a height of over 30 feet and from that fire, stepped out a Marid.

The tall and strong Marid, who stood over 25 feet tall, the strongest member of Jinnat family. His entire body's color was bright orange, like it was made up of burning coal which never runs out; except for a few black scars across his face and chest.

The Marid bowed down in front of him and asked Vatriolix, "My master, why have you summoned me?"

Vatriolix pointed his finger into the sky. Marid looked up and his eyes, which were completely black save the red iris, were left wide open.

Then Vatriolix said "The message was right. It is time, as per their prophecy. Do whatever you want? Whatever you feel can be helpful? Just make sure that they never reach Tcau cave."

"I guess that I can make, Lesingars help us." suggested Marid

"You have my permission." said Vatriolix although unwillingness was clearly visible on his face

Then in a cloud of smoke, the Marid disappeared and Vatriolix lost control over himself, he pointed his index finger of his right hand towards a barrack, and started shouting out "Pyrograges" and with that the barrack was on fire, this gave Vatriolix a weird smile and one after the other each hut, house, barrack, tree, everything he pointed towards was burning. The entire village was on fire and it started to spread towards the forests nearby, however he gained back his senses and tried to control the fire, but he just wasn't able to do it now and so he went down and simply left the place as he prepared to go back to his capital, Iheldera, ignoring all the screams of help from all villagers, which also included those of the women and children, his own soldiers were turned to ashes because of his magic, but he didn't even bother to look back as he mounted his horse and thought in his mind "Looks like my magic is becoming weak."

Marid reached the entrance of cave and with him were about a hundred Lesingars. Wind started to drift over the leaves of trees, carrying with it a scent which could change the world. Marid lifted his head and felt the air moving next to his burning body as it spread the occasional smoke coming from him. Just then he sensed some faint movements from the ground which told him that someone was on its way to enter the cave.

The cave behind him was the place which was a mystery to entire empire. Vatriolix had tried thousands of times to bring it down but his magic and powers were of no use here. In fact he had once ordered all men of his entire army to bring it down; however despite of months of cannon firing from outside, there was not even a scratch on even a single rock of the cave.

Marid had himself tried to enter it many times, but due to Anshirk's curse, which said that only those will be able to enter this sacred cave who don't worship anyone, he was never able to do so as he worshipped the Demon, Kesitlarmas believed in Mapirok, dwarfs and Sudnihras believed in over 100 gods and similarly each race believed that there is an ultimate energy which runs this never ending universe; except for elves. They are the only one to say that there is no god or any such supreme power, emotional and spiritual values were always there last priority irrespective of site or situation.

Marid said "Quick, take your positions." and then in a scary tone he added "and make sure that we get them alive. Only an elf can reveal their secrets and hence pave way for empire to enter and then annex the Elvadra."