Crownless: The Fallen World - Chapter 24
Only a quarter of the people got out of the wall, as they were near the exits, and they ran with their lives into the thick and dense forest. Leaves being crushed with their heavy footsteps, doing their best to get away from the city or they would be sucked inside; the worst that could happen, they would be incapacitated and blood would splatter everywhere.
At the center of the city, where the bowl-shaped cloud was forming above, there were already people who died by the sharp winds. They never expected that the time the cloud will release its calamity would be then, being outside and all with their umbrellas. The expectation that ‘it will rain’ ruined them; sharp winds dawned upon them instead.
There are a lot of establishments that had smooth and clean cuts in their hard roofs, and there were short claw-like cuts on the building walls, rendering the protective domes as ineffective. Fortunately, some people hid inside their bathrooms and windowless rooms, unable to go out.
Hale and Aires remained in the kitchen, hiding behind the kitchen isle. They knew pretty well that if they never took action, this would be a huge blow to them, knowing that people died because of their incompetence and cowardice; they would always haunt them.
When the violent crashing of the wind came to a halt, the taller left Hale as he stood before the broken window, taking a glimpse at the half-destroyed Gavin City. He stepped on the windowsill but was pulled behind by his collar, his back laid flat on the sharded floor which made him wince.
“Hale! Careful! My burn scar!” He hissed, grimacing in pain, and tried to claw out the painful burn he felt but he just hovered his nails on his shoulders. He couldn’t even flex his back to at least scratch the side of his scar.
Hale’s eyes flickered as he hurriedly kneeled behind Aires, slowly reaching out his hand to gently trace the pattern at the back of his black sweater. This simple gesture brought comfort to the grimacing male, it was ticklish and it didn’t hurt one bit.
Aires calmed down while Hale continued to gently trace his back in patterns as he looked over the bowl-shaped cloud slowly descending onto the ground. He concluded that it would be enough time to make an escape, and he wished that they could escape the icicles that had the interval of 2 minutes. Aires also had to give Hale a vision to see through the thick density of the fog. The cloud probably tried to replenish its supplies before throwing icicles down again.
He then saw some people running towards a set of houses with their survival bags, strange goggles strapped around their heads and a thick cloth covering their nose and mouth, entering the houses as they carefully watched the cloud from the windows. When they saw the icicles stopped, they started to run to another set of houses again, slowly decreasing the distance from the exits. Then new people entered the house when they knew that 2 minutes were up.
The taller was surprised to see the strategy, Aires discreetly praised Kassean and his team.
It was then that he saw a small child, covered in a ragged and tattered cloak, shivering in the alley with a small bag around his waist. Mist escaped the boy’s mouth, panting heavily, he failed to find a door to enter when the little child saw the sharp tip of icicles started to emerge from the cloud.
Aires quickly jumped from the 6th floor.
Hale was startled when the male suddenly jumped out of the freaking 6th floor! He ran towards the window to searched for the splattered body. He paled when he only saw the thick fog that looked like he was above the clouds, worries engulfed his entire being. Hale’s eyes turned into horror when he saw the icicles crashing down.
His vision clouded as he realized one huge icicle crashed down in front of him.
Axel watched as his team talked to the people of their first location monitoring, nothing happened so far and it was too peaceful. The citizens were all friendly and their hospitality goes up higher in the rank of what he had seen before, at least to him.
He opened the door of the van and saw the fuming Kael who was tied at the very back, lying down. His mouth was covered too and he was surprised that the little dragon was so compliant and didn’t even try to escape once in the whole 2-hour drive.
Axel bit his bottom lip, getting so nervous as he tried to not look into the venomous red eyes that stared at him, draining his life in the process.
“Sir Axel, they haven’t experienced anything like what we explained to them,” One of their support, Kaia Naomi, spoke, pulling the smaller female who was one of their fighters, Adelaide Golding, with her.
“That’s a shame. I was expecting to bring some good news to Sir Aires…” Axel dejectedly slumped his back against the car door, not noticing the glare coming from the angry draggy.
“But there’s something strange about this place,” A long-haired male in his leather suit with a huge bow, along with a quiver were hung on his shoulder, spoke in a low voice. He was slightly taller than Axel thus the secretary have to look up in order to level with the male’s eyes. At least he’s not that tall than Sir Aires, which I’m glad to.
“I saw that the people here have strange body structure and behavior,” An albino girl with bandages wrapped on her right wrist and scars traced both of her arms, approached the small group while fiddling with her tablet, “It’s really strange…” Her tiny fingers pinched the screen of the result of her analysis, furrowing her brows as she failed to see through the strange phenomenon.
A muscular man came rushing towards them in his light cotton suit that clutches to his muscles, defining his every asset, “I asked for their Lord but they keep on refusing. I tried to sneak in and I only saw nothing in the Lord’s quarters. In fact, it was covered with cobwebs and insects. Even a single item that the Lord must have, there’s none of it there.”