Seemed abysmal at the very first impression
" A good impression gets rubbed out faster than a bad one". ( Qoute 111- RUTHSAYER)
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The youngsters still stood infront of all, at the Primeguard hall, when the women announced the troop's name as Tarantulus Brigade.
" PLEASE, BE SEATED YOUNG MINDS! We don't care whether you're a breacher or noble. Everyone is treated with respect here! Can you please?", requested Mrs. Rebec, the superior lady of the Primeguard hall.
As soon as they took the seats, the women then announced another freaking news, that brought up disturbances all over the hall.
" Just a minute ago, Ministry of Hepton and Neyley had sent a word of notice to us about their breachers arrival. It's good that we've brought everyone together this day. With all your concern, may I welcome the boys from the neigboring capital", she said and turned towards the door, when the villow's of Neyley and Hepton brought the boys inside tha hall.
Chantley and others got completely devastated by the appearances of the boys from Hepton.
Unlike the boys from Neyley, they looked taller for a teenager and their muscles wasn't something to joke at.
One thing was sure for all. Just being five, the breachers of Hepton could literally take over the rest of eighteen, when it comes to physical competition.
The rivulet of heaven was once again summoned, that brought out names for the troop of Neyley and Hepton.
The smell of fire once again crossed the nose of each warriors present, that represented the arrival of the message.
" By the laws of the Pickets, I thereby announce the troop of Hepton to be called forth as VIPERS BRIGADE", Mrs. Rebec read the words on the burnt parchment as loud as she can.
A big one at the middle, smiled at the rest of his troop, feeling proud about the name, the rivulet chose for them.
" Seriously! Does that branches and rivulet look down on us too? They look at them as poisonous vipers and we, just a small tarantulas. The result of this training is flasing in front of my eyes right at this moment. We are just doomed", Orlen said to others .
" I knew it from the start. It's all our fault. We didn't give a good impression from the very begining. I fear if they might ignore all our records, even though we score it high. Geez! They might think we're good for nothing", replied Horace, who was considered the one, who would always give negative replies, even for heavenly moments.
Eventhough, the boys of petulando were angry on them, Edmund silently observed every one's behaviourals. He felt something strange about the boys, as they never respected nor acted according to their Villow's commands.
Once again, the rivulet drifted its water fast, bringing down another burnt parchment for the troop of Neyley's.
Mrs. Rebec, with her fluffy hand with a shining big red ring on her index finger, took the parchment and closed her mouth by her fingers, suppressing her laugh.
" GAZELLE BRIGADE", she said aloud and continued," I've never knew Herald this humorous. It had honored the boys of Neyley as Gazelle, considering the facts about their situation. The Gazelle's get themselves seperated from the females and they always live in herds. We all know how cold, men of Neyley would act towards women. This is the first time ever in the History of the Bleakville, we have got twelve breachers from a single capital. We feel great to have men, who are as expressive as Gazelles".
" Ah, what is wrong with this woman? Is she planning to side with Hepton in the very start? Why can't she point out, the very important facts about Gazelles, like they're known for their beauty and most importanty their great speed", Edmund said to his troop, showing his disappointment towards the lady's attitude.
After celebrations, feasts and drinks, the gathering finally took a tensing spot. The Chief Combatant Mr. Ulver Hoog, raised up from his seat sushing the fellow combatants.
By the time, the troops of the capitals where made to sit facing each other at the lower seats, near their respectful Villows.
" I solemnly welcome the trainees to the Noble, Bleakville. First of all, I would like to clear out few matters to everyone. The Ministries of the Tricapital had accepted to send the Rule breakers here, not to torment but to make them virtuous. The way, they entered the fort might be wrong but their purpose of stay is the same like all of us. Even though, respective Villow's of each Capitals would gaurd them for the span of three days, I am solely accountable for their health and safety", said the Cheif in a determined tone, swaying his head to the left and right.
" More than all, the Training of Nemesis is going to be, a little different this time. Rules were changed, taking the ages of the trainees into consideration, which shouldn't be ignored by any lead trainers or combatants. Now, I shall ask the Fangled potrayal of Gallio to bring forth the Order of precedence".
The Chief ordered and waved his hand infront, that produced a faded purple luminant from his fingers.
From the tickling clocks to potrayals, drawbridges to swingy wooden doors, brooks to their guards, the Lianas to the Elysium Herald- each and every matters at Bleakville would never dare to act past the orders of the Cheif combatant.
In other terms, the Chief is the sole ruler of all magical affinities in and around bleakville, who had total control over Bleakville.
Upon his order, the five hundred years old potrayal brought back its vision alive, by reflecting words on it.
Hung at the top of the wall, the eight foot tall potrayal revealed calligraphic lettering one by one, duely attracting the interest of everyone.