The Fangled Potrayal of Gallio
While the Potrayal of Gallio was revoked, troop of Tarantulus Brigade looked amazed by the rare event. With happiness invading them, they just turned their heads to their left and smiled at their respective villow astonished.
Mr. Scizian didn't give a good response, whose face seemed angry and bit frustrated.
His stern gaze made them understand his rage towards them, for making him embarassed in front of all, lying on the matters of the Trolls.
" Just look away! He seems too angry", orlen elbowed Chantley, to help him escape from the evilish stern of the villow.
The vintage potrayal made of Rhodium was the most priceless posession of Petulans, safeguarded for years. The curvy potrayal seemed like a mirror, with a never ending stream of golden lines within it.
Reflecting the face of the opponent, it had the ability to foretell ones fate, bring out the hidden messages of the ancestors and it acted as a medium to connect a ruler with the people for centuries.
" In the name of my ancestors, I shall revoke the Potrayal of Gallio, the friend who saved our land through storm and wind. I SHALL BESEECH YOU TO REFLECT IN YOU, THE RULES OF THE NEMESIS!", ordered Mr. Ulver Hoog, Chief combatant of Bleakville.
His words caused the potrayal show a blurry image of stream, moving to and fro slow as a sloth.
Minutes after, letters displayed after one by one, which seemed like old age letters written using quilt and ink.
The words of the Gallio is as follows:
[ TO MAINTAIN THE LAW AND ORDER AT TRIOGLE, THE SUPERIORS OF BLEAKVILLE HAD CHOSEN DARING CHALLENGES TO THE YOUNG INFRINGERS THIS YEAR]
[ TRAINING OF NEMESIS WAS REDUCED TO A DURATION FROM FIVE TO THREE DAYS, WITH DIFFERENT LOCATIONS FOR EACH BRIGADES]
[ DAY 1: TRAINING UNDER YOUR RESPECTIVE VILLOWS AT THREE DIFFERENT BOOTCAMPS AT THE SUB CORDIAL FORT]
[ DAY 2: MRS. REBEC, LADY SUPERIOR OF BLEAKVILLEE GETS CONTROL OVER Y'ALL AT THE CRAZY PITMINES]
[ DAY 3: A COVERT TRAINING WITH NO ADDED INSTRUCTIONS. YOU'LL LAND ALONE AND DEFEND ALONE. THE ONE WHO DEFENDS CAN EXCAPE THE FIELD AND THE REST MIGHT END HERE FOR OVER LONG]
The combatants present got greatly shocked by the duration as well as the rules of the Nemesis.
Never in the history, the superiors had came forward to change the rules of the Nemesis. It made them perplexed to see the bland details of precedence, which gave them kind of thrills now and then.
" What is this, senior? Are they showing mercy towards their age?", one of the lead trainers asked a Major combatant, the one who was close to the Cheif.
The senior combatant scratched his beard letting out a mocking smile. Leaning his body slightly to the trainers side, he replied," No one knows what's behind this sudden change. Only after the training starts, we'll be able to know whether it might be their mercy or conspiracy. Let's wait and look ahead".
While the city of Bord seemed busy even at late night, people were fast asleep at Grakewood and Haverlake.
It was sharp at midnight, a boy in a house at Grakewood opened his eyes and looked at his door front sneakily. He took off the blanket from his face and jumped out of his bed quirkily.
The boy as well as his house seemed wealthy, an antique home with priceless furnitures. It seemed like the boy turned off his night lamp, that made his room turn too dark.
Morever, his physique seemed kind of familiar, tall and muscular.
Walking near the window, he sneaked the frontyard to check the presence of the night guards. After making sure of his safety, he touched his locket, that hung around his neck.
Holding the yellow locket tight, he closed his eyes and whispered," Confidant of the dark clouds, help me bord through your mercy. Apprise her of my arrival ".
The cool wind drifted his words in air, all the way to a house, few distance away from him. The house was at a resident area, where hundreds of houses were built close to each other.
The words reached the ears of a young girl, who was deep asleep in her room.
It was Evelyn, the fair one at Mendus Jade. A cool wind touched her face and disturbed her peace, whispering the words huskily in her ears.
After few minutes of apprising, Evelyn awoke from her sleep as soon as she came to her sense.
It was Vernon, friend of Edmund, who sent those message to Evelyn.
People of Petulando had their magical roots grounded at the celestial sphere, while Hepton through fire and Neyley through wind.
It was the power of the clouds, rain, lightning, thunder, stars, moon and the sun petulando gained its magical strength from.
To send messages through air, Petulans performed occultry through the celestial power of clouds, which with its friendly air, passed on messages secretly.
Evelyn raised from the bed and walked towards her drawer, fetching a small ring from it.
Wearing the glittery black opal, she walked out her house in full confidence, escaping from the eyes of the neighbors.
From the ancient myths to modern methodology, opals were believed to be guardian earth stones, that served as a Cloak of invisibility to the ones who seek it.
Non- believers of earth stones never got to understand the fact on when and whom it worked.
It was only the mind and situation of the seeker, made the Opal grow stronger and effective.
Evelyn as well as Vernon walked out of their house secretly, to meet each other for some reasons.
There was an abandoned area near the banks, where there was dozens of brick houses left unused.
Childrens used to play there during the days and at night, it was where people avoided to visit.
People believed the rumors of witches accomadating the place at night. The abandoned area was said to be a place for practicing dark arts, which petulans hated the most.
In the middle of the spooky night, in between the long pine trees with the owls watching the streets with its wistful eyes, Evelyn and Vernon walked past the streets in fright with just the company of the friendly moon.
" Ah! This place is just crazy. I can't enter it alone", squeaked Evelyn, who waited near a well at the entrance of the place.
Each and every minute, Evelyn heard sound of a ringing bell inside the well, that added more fuel to the situation.
She had no energy to meet anything scary that moment, especially vengeful spirits and craving night animals.