Lucy Wickshire is feared across realms because of her family history. The thraines have always been a clan of passive warriors that one dared not provoke. Still, it did not stop those above from breaking the pact and descending into the rankless world to kill Lucy's mother. Seeing her mother die before her eyes, Lucy had understood then; she was not a child anymore, she was a threat. It was either them or her. So she straightened her back and reigned down fear that put her mother's legacy to shame. As long as she lived, all realms must kneel or burn. 
You are about to read the accounts of Lucy Wickshire and the millions of bodies burned as a backdrop to her rage.

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Lucy Wickshire

"Why did you interrupt?" she asked darkly. 


"Sorry, but she can't die today." the man said. 


"Who are you?" the king asked. They needed no introduction to know that this man was dangerous. The way he appeared showed he was a martial artist, and a high ranked one at that. 


"Sorry, I will be taking her from here." the man said. 


"Kill him!" Queen Raine ordered and and some Jade hand agents appeared on the stage and attacked without warning. The two agents in front vibrate rapidly, causing a ring to tear through the air. 


 The others behind turned to smoke and slipped under his feet, merging with his shadow. The intruder could feel energy drain from his limbs. But to him, this was like a child throwing a grain of rice on a horse. The intruder but raised one hand and the air around the stage stilled. The Jade hand guards started to disintegrate till they became nothing. Those outside the stage still alive, tensed. This man was powerful. 


Chapter nineteen (8)