King Hedromus, upset when the Moonatorians warriors failed to bring the boy. His raging aura, a fire element, emanating through his oppression to the Thallerion people, all of slaves was devoured by the fierce bears, like honeybees yearning to drool, Thallerion was consumed by the ravenous Ursa invader.
"All of you, kneel down in our king Hedromus!" The vanguard bellowed, their voices cracking like whips, ordering all slaves to prostrate themselves before their new master. "Kneel!!!!"
"And tell the truth, before the king of Moonatoria, Where exactly the boy was hiding? " The Punisher holding a long, whiptail. Standing in front of the citizens of Thallerion bitterly kneeled down.
"We don't know!" They trembled as they saw the Punisher holding a long whiptail.
WHACK! "Wrong answer!" Every hit turn all in writhes. They suffered by a biting whip.
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The king's blood relatives immediately fled, and Xerxez was taken, dragged towards the Wendlock forest, a sacred place untouched by the shadow of Moonatoria's king. Though, the king of Moonatoria, insistently and incessantly, searching the boy. But, the Thallerion people keep their mouth shut.
The people still waited, their gazes fixed on the heavens, praying that one day a valiant Orion would come to reclaim them from the Bear's oppression. But some grew weary of believing in Orion, convinced it was merely an old people's fiction—for if it were true, why had they been abandoned in the midst of war, left to face such horrors alone?
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In Wendlock, Alexunther was successfully enabled to reach the area, but it was almost dusk as they came. there was a temple hidden beneath the colossal trees. Old people met them, welcoming them openly. Alexunther's son accompanied the children to the camp facilities as they were approached to go there, to be assessed.
Over there, there was a man, looked old, but he still young man at glance. Then, he stared curiously to the group of children as he saw a young warrior look like big brother of all the children there.
"I am a young warrior...My name, Matheros Esqaniel," Matheros and Xerxez get closer to the man. "And here, Xerxez Herzthroven, the son of a monarchs, we're relative, after all."
"Well, I am Devein, I am the Elder teacher in Wendlock." He immediately assessing them by prioritizing them, first. But as he observed the surroundings was seriously in chaos, because of the children. His chest pumped with control, and understanding. And he, being a teacher, he know how to handle this chaos. "Order! Please, seat with order!"
As Xerxez seated with Matheros, his eyes filled with sadness. He was just a little boy, he know nothing behind the Thallerion border back then, until this happened, a beast, an Ursa warrior came, his parents sacrifices their lives for the sake of their escape.
"Starting tomorrow, I will be your teacher, to train you into a true warrior... If you think it is just a typical warrior, then you were wrong." Teacher Devein was excited that finally the Wendlock Temple will now full of new students.
"Believe me, you will be able to defeat the Moonatorians beasts." All the children were quietly listening to him as if they were in a school in Thallerion. Teacher Devein was not a totally strict, since he was teaching warrior, he always deal with young adult like as age of Matheros, but many of the children were same old as Xerxez. "Hmm, age like them, could be challenging."
"Excuse me, Mr. Devein or Elder Devein..." Matheros stood up facing towards him. "What exactly, teaching here can turn everyone here into a true warrior? And what exactly is that true warrior you mean?"
Teacher Devein was glad as someone in the group was curious about the true warrior. He moved to the stage as Matheros chased him with a constant stare.
"Tomorrow you will find out what we are going to to do first to become a true warrior. But, remember this, everyone of you here must learn and accept the reality that we are abandoned people of Orion."