Chapter 13: Witcher's Resolve
[ Training Camp – Qarth outskirts, morning]
The Qartheen sun was already a relentless furnace, baking the narrow, winding streets of the city's underbelly. The air, thick with the cloying scent of exotic spices and the sour stink of refuse, felt heavy and oppressive. Adam, his senses a low, humming vibration, moved through the labyrinth of sun-bleached hovels and makeshift stalls. He was training his Witchers. Lyra, Tomas, and Kael. They were a team now. A family. A unit. He was teaching them the ways of a Witcher. The signs. The alchemy. The combat. They were sponges, soaking it all up. They were Witchers in the making.
"Inner monologue: My team's growing. Viserys is shrinking. He's becoming nothing more than a ghost. A whisper. A footnote. I'll make sure of it. I'll make him disappear. And I'll make sure my Witchers are strong enough to protect her. To protect the dragons. To protect the future. We're a fortress. Unbreakable. Unstoppable. And Viserys is a crumbling ruin."
Adam was teaching them Quen, a powerful defensive spell. A shimmering, ethereal shield of pure magic, a faint blue glow that pulsed around their bodies. Lyra, Tomas, and Kael were struggling with it. It was a difficult sign. It required a lot of focus. A lot of concentration. But they were getting better. They were getting stronger.
QUEN SIGN USED. STAMINA: 10/100. QUEST: TRAIN WITCHER, 100 XP.
"Quen's a lifesaver," Lyra said, her voice a breathless whisper. "I feel… invincible."
"You'll need it," Adam said, his voice a low, firm promise. "The world is a dangerous place. Full of monsters. And men."
He heard the sound of Viserys's voice, a high-pitched, whiny protest from the other side of the camp. Adam gave Lyra a small, knowing smile. "He's at it again," he said. He focused on Viserys, a subtle mental compulsion. Axii. He made him beg. He made him grovel. He made him tell the world what he truly was. A pathetic, whimpering mess.
AXII SIGN USED. STAMINA: 10/100. QUEST: HUMILIATE VISERYS, 50 XP.
"I'm untrustworthy!" Viserys shrieked, his voice a frantic, forced confession. Adam's lips curled into a small, humorless smile. "He's his own downfall," Adam muttered under his breath.
[ Dragon Guard – Qarth garden, noon]
The sun was high in the sky, a blazing inferno. The air was thick with dust and the smell of sweat. Adam, Lyra, Tomas, and Kael were standing by a small, tranquil pond, the three dragon eggs nestled between them. They pulsed with a faint, internal heat, a quiet, slumbering power. Adam was studying them. He was a Witcher. He was a man of science and magic. He knew the secrets of alchemy, of signs, of spells. He knew how to harness power. He knew how to awaken it. He knew how to make it his own.
"Inner monologue: The eggs are her destiny. Her future. Her legacy. I'll make sure they hatch. I'll make sure she's a queen. A dragon queen. I'll make sure her brother is a memory. A pathetic, whimpering memory. A footnote in history. I'll get her to the Iron Throne. And I'll make sure everyone who stands in our way pays a price. A bloody, agonizing price. Starting with this city of thieves and liars."
Daenerys, her face a mask of quiet resolve, watched as Adam knelt by the dragon eggs. They pulsed with a faint, internal heat, a quiet, slumbering power. She ran a hand over the scaly surface of the black egg, her fingers tracing the faint, shimmering patterns. "My dragons rely on you," she said, her voice a whisper, her eyes distant.
Adam nodded slowly. He had crafted a Swallow potion, a small, lethal concoction, a cocktail of healing power and dark magic. He had it hidden in his bag. A little insurance.
ALCHEMY LEVEL 7, SWALLOW POTION CRAFTED. 100 GOLD USED. 50 XP GAINED.
He used Disguise again, a subtle spell, to make himself blend in with the shadows. He had overheard Viserys's frantic, desperate pleas to a passing merchant. He was trying to find a way to get rid of Daenerys. To get his army. His crown. The fool.
DISGUISE SIGN USED. STAMINA: 15/100. QUEST: HUMILIATE VISERYS, 50 XP.
Tomas, who had been listening from a distance, came closer, his face a mask of awe. "We're ready," he said, his voice a breathless whisper. "We'll protect them."
"And I rely on my team," Adam said, his voice a low, firm promise. "We're a fortress. And we're unbreakable."
[ : Qartheen Skirmish – Qarth streets, evening]
The sun was setting, painting the sky in a fiery, orange hue. The streets of Qarth, a winding, chaotic labyrinth, were filled with the sound of music, laughter, and the low murmur of conversation. Adam, Daenerys, and their small entourage, a blend of loyal Dothraki, the quiet, watchful Lyra, and a new recruit, Kael, were walking, a small, silent party. They felt it on the back of their necks. The prickle of danger. The scent of blood. The sound of a whispered ambush. Spies. Of course. Viserys's doing. The fool.
"Inner monologue: They're getting desperate. They're getting stupid. They're a pathetic, whimpering mess. I'll show them. I'll make them regret the day they were born. For threatening her. For trying to hurt her. For trying to take what isn't theirs. I'll show them what happens when you cross a queen and her Witcher. I'll make them an example. A lesson in pain. A lesson in fear."
They came out of the shadows, a group of three, their faces a grotesque mask of rage. They were armed with daggers and rusty swords. They were looking for a prize. They were looking for a queen. They had found death.
"Spies? Amateur night," Adam said, his voice a low, gravelly hum, a promise of violence. He didn't even draw his sword. He used Yrden, a subtle, lethal spell, to trap them in an intricate web of shimmering blue light. They were immobilized, frozen in place. They were at his mercy.
YRDEN SIGN USED. STAMINA: 15/100. QUEST: PROTECT DAENERYS, 100 XP. KILL 10 ENEMIES (100/500 XP).
Adam didn't hesitate. He used his sword, a cold, lethal blur, to cut them down. Their bodies crumpled to the floor, blood blooming on the stone floor. The scent of death, the scent of fear, filled the air. "No one threatens my queen," Adam said, his voice a low growl, a promise of violence.
[ Night Plans – Qarth inn, night]
The inn was a warm, cozy place, a welcome respite from the chaos of the streets. The air was thick with the scent of roasted meat and sweet wine. Adam and Daenerys were sitting in a small, private room, a small fire crackling in the hearth. They were discussing the day's events. The attack. The ambush. The threats. Adam was the one who was guiding the conversation. He was the one who had a plan. A strategy. A purpose. He was the one who had a Witcher's instincts. He felt it on the back of his neck. The prickle of danger. The scent of blood. The sound of a whispered ambush. Assassins. Of course. Viserys's doing. The fool.
"Inner monologue: They're getting desperate. They're getting stupid. They're a pathetic, whimpering mess. I'll show them. I'll make them regret the day they were born. For threatening her. For trying to hurt her. For trying to take what isn't theirs. I'll show them what happens when you cross a queen and her Witcher. I'll make them an example. A lesson in pain. A lesson in fear."
He had just finished crafting another Grapeshot bomb, a small, lethal device, a cocktail of explosive power and sharp steel. A little insurance. He had also unlocked a new skill, Shadow Trick, a powerful defensive spell taught to him by the Warlocks of Qarth in exchange for his services.
SHADOW TRICK UNLOCKED. WARLOCKS TRAIT GAINED. 15 STAMINA, 50 XP GAINED.
"We're unstoppable," Daenerys said, her voice a whisper, her eyes soft. "With you, I feel… invincible."
"With dragons and Witchers? Yeah," Adam said, his voice a low, firm promise. "We have Shadow Trick now. No one's touching us."
Kael, who had been listening from a distance, came closer, his face a mask of awe. "We're your shield," he said, his voice a breathless whisper. "We'll protect you."
"The snake's out of luck," Adam said. "He's a cornered animal. And cornered animals get put down."
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