Occult of Strigoikirk(The Eighth)

Previous parts:

  1. Occult of Strigoikirk(The first)
  2. Occult of Strigoikirk(The Second)
  3. Occult of Strigoikirk(The Third)
  4. Occult of Strigoikirk(The Fourth)
  5. Occult of Strigoikirk(The Fifth)
  6. Occult of Strigoikirk(The Sixth)
  7. Occult of Strigoikirk(The Seventh)
  8. Occult of Strigoikirk(The Eight)
  9. Occult of Strigoikirk (The Ninth)
  10. Occult of Strigoikirk(The Tenth)
  11. Occult of Strigoikirk(Grand Finale)

“Why have you brought me here.” Aaron’s voice is shaky but there is no response. His mother’s body lies in an awkward position with her heading hanging back and forth. With no other option due to the unsafe seat in the clouds, Aaron crosses his fingers and hopes Caer wakes up soon.

**

“Where’s Lonzo?” Audra asks Randy as she enters in the room allotted to him and Lonzo.
“Probably still bathing with the beauty in the pond.” Randy tosses her an apple from the basket kept on the table in front of him and Audra takes a seat on the bed.  Audra has been given the room adjacent to this, A perfect mirror image. She realizes as she looks around the room unless her eyes settle on Lonzo entering from the door. 990e8b9fea36b0558f4fa68d392f314e

Unlike the other males, Lonzo is wearing a warrior suit instead of a robe. His huge built is embellished by the mighty sword and the helmet with wings.
“Is it Halloween already?” Randy mocks.
“I’m a warrior, I volunteered to go in the war.” He replies, his chin raised high.
“Are you out of your mind?” Audra shrieks. Randy’s expression is equally shocked.
“No, but I have to go. Tell Aaron I love him and that I am going on my own will and that I will miss him.”
“You’re not going anywhere! You’re not going against me.” Randy drags him but the armor has made him too heavy for Randy to move. Audra is pacing the room in short strides, fixing her the hair strand that always keeps falling even after she’s put it in place. Frustrated she collapses on the sitting diwan in the center of the room. “WHY?” She screams.
“I don’t care if I die the second I enter in the battle. I don’t want to go back and live my broken life, Audi. With these broken people who keep breaking everything I try to make. They never care of what I like, nobody does. They all judge things on how good it is for themselves.”
“So you’re going to give your life in a war that you’re not even a part of?” Randy sizes up to him.
“I’m sick of humans.” Lonzo turns to Audra. “Convey my message to him.”
“No, I won’t if—” Before she can complete a wild gong is heard from above and leaps of soldiers rush out. Lonzo turn to them and give each of them a hug before leaving.

Once the warriors have left, Audra chews on the apple silently. Randy gets himself a banana.
“So we wait?” Randy raises an eyebrow.
“We wait.” Audra nods.

**

“MOM! Wake up! It’s been so long, can’t you hear me?” Aaron’s position is unchanged and so is Caer’s. The gong’s noise has made Aaron extra aware about the war that is going to start between his family and the creatures under his father’s army.

“Obviously I can listen, son. But don’t disturb me.” Her tone is calm, but laced with a little insanity. The type of insanity a mad scientist would get when their experiment works.

The blasts start taking place at a good distance from the kingdom and towards the northern side of the forest, Aaron’s sweating. Unsure what his mother would make him do.
“Yes!” Caer wakes up in a while, “We are losing.”
“So why the ‘Yes!’?”
“Because I know just what to do.”
“And what is it?” He braces himself.
“Come.” With only a word she drags him along her cloud off towards the battleground.


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