Restriction Chains

It is past midnight, when Meraki and Ray make their nightly rounds throughout the castle. They are camouflaged to avoid raising any kind of suspicion. Ray looks like a young maid in her 20s and 25s while Meraki takes on the appearance of a reticulated squirrel and hides in her apron pockets.

Today it's the turn to put timed bombs in the library area. It became a common custom to maintain caution for unforeseen situations and for this they were in charge of placing psiballs in strategic places to detonate them in case of emergency. Kitchens, stables, dining room for maids and knights, entrance, gardens, bathrooms, various rooms among others.

The psiballs are filtered onto walls, furniture or other objects that will remain unmovable for a long period of years, giving them time to continue moving as they want. Being imperceptible, not even the best trackers could notice it since its size is insignificant and its energy is concentrated with a terrifying power of destruction.

[Hide your aura well that there are people approaching.]

[I know, but there is something very strange there. It is a somewhat dense presence]

[They must be from the Commission, it seems they will have their meeting when nobody sees them. Damn coward, what would he do with those wolves if he didn't have them tied up with chains]

[Maybe they would eat him alive, hehehe]

[Hopefully that will happen one day, although the best thing would be to let them go and see their reaction. If he does not pee out of fear, he will surely faint, I want to see that he retreats in pain before he dies]

After their talk, they stop in front of the library doors, but Ray decides to sneak a psyball into them, then turns around and leaves like nothing.

[Damn, are they coming here for their secret meeting? That he isn't going to use a hidden room or something, sometimes I think he's an immature and pretentious asshole. I bet anything, they're pissed off about this too ... I mean it's the Commission, don't make it so obvious you damn bastard!]

Biting his lower lip and staring at the ceiling he sighs at the stupidity of certain people as he quickly walks away.

The hooded people followed Espin into the library, but noticing strange movements one of them agreed to stand guard. This improvised guard had felt in his way a tenuous but imposing existence that left him on alert. He turns his head to both sides to find something and sees a woman in the distance in the hallways. Something did not fit and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he noticed that the woman did not emanate any presence.

When he was about to follow her, he decided not to do it as if something prevented him and for a brief fraction of a second he was able to use his ability "Omen" that woke up without warning and immediately knew that this woman was who would give them what they wanted. He stood up straight and with a smile saw the woman vanish as he rounded the corridor. It remained to wait for the meeting to end to report the suspicious and peculiarly pleasant activity that it got today. The day that they would finally be free from the yoke of Orsys was drawing near.

**

Inside the library an hour passed and the meeting was about to end.

-I need it shortly. You better bring me good news if not ...-

-We read the full report. You don't need to remind us of the ineptitude of your people. We will solve it our way-

-Of course that's how you work, don't even bother not to kill some flies if need be-

Espin lights a cigar and looks disdainfully at the men standing in the middle of the room. On the other hand, on the other hand, they remain calm on the outside but, with a desire to rip the head off the body of the man sitting in the armchair.

For them this puppet with the title of king is nothing, he is just a useless one who uses them as he pleases. If it weren't for the fact that an ancestor of the Orsys family stole from them centuries ago and imposed a chain contract on them, they wouldn't bother to waste time with anyone from this filthy country.

The Brotherhood of Assassins to which they belong constantly pray to regain their land and their freedom. Since they were literally looted, their God did not return to introduce himself or speak to his prophets, which caused them more resentment since it seemed that they had lost his favor and had abandoned them by letting a mere weakling infiltrate the Holy Land, causing havoc to the degree that they completely offended their Lord who sealed their entry into their land as punishment. Since then they have roamed the underworld of the continent, performing atrocities for the sole benefit of the Orsys family.

The meeting ended. Espin was left alone in the library thinking that he would get the answer to his question. He could use these men at will, thinking that the contract that they maintained for centuries between both sides gave him dominion power over the Commission, he boasts of having them in his hands without even knowing the whereabouts of the real contract and the clauses that exist to invalidate it.

The men left more frustrated than before entering.

On their way back they notice that the person who served as a lookout is strangely quiet and relaxed.

-Khal ... What's wrong? -

- "... If time passes, do not let the fire go out, feed the child who will fan the flames of lost sleep .." -

-....-

-The words of Our Lord ... Khal will be that you...-

-Very soon, we will return to the Holy Land-

Joy flooded them. The last message that his god had left to a young prophet before disappearing, was repeated for generations so that they would not forget that they had to carry on even without him. But it should only be recited aloud if the day came when some indication of the return of their Lord would resurface. So it was.

-I have something else to tell you brothers, something very curious and interesting ... I think the stink bomb was the first message-

-Let's go back to the Brotherhood as soon as possible-

The group of men left for the unknown.

Psiball: they are balls of energy or concentrated chi created through the mind through meditation.