just as much as the three of
you.” Mantra walked forward across the room, with the three of
their eyes following him. “But I sensed a sudden shifting in the
energy patters around the hundred or so watchmen. At first, triumph
… and then, defeat and dissolution. They were victorious with the
relation they had gone there to forge … before something happened
that twisted the table completely.” His scowl deepened. “I don’t
know what it is. But whatever had happened in the middle, to make
the Ensys change their mind, it is greatly troubling. Whatever it
is, it disturbs me more than the fate of Dantox, Nano and the
watchmen.”
The three of them switched deeply unsettled
looks.
Ion wondered what possibly could have
happened, which had made Dantox and the watchmen’s victory suddenly
turn to defeat and leave them all dead. And how could the Ensys
have been made to join the Xeni, whom they bore a deep rooted
hatred for?
A heaviness pressed down upon them all, a
silence that welled with the same grief.
“And what about Nano and the watchmen?”
Vestra asked suddenly. “The watchmen don’t die , do
they?”
“No, but they would have returned to the
conch,” said Mantra. “to return a millennia later.”
“A millennia?” laughed Ion, though he found
nothing humorous in what he was hearing.
“But we don’t have a millennia!” protested
Qyro. “We needed them now, more than ever. We needed them for the
war, when the demon forces were to be released.”
“We still have the rest of the army,” said
Mantra, the grave tone in his voice lessening. “And we’re fortunate
enough that we do. The loss of Nano, Dantox and the hundred others
among the watchmen is definitely a heavy one. But our position is
not as weak as it could have been. As long as the rest of the army
stands, we still have hope. And with the help of the rest of the
army, we can forge a wide range of alliances among the non man
beings. And that would be the route we now have for building our
army. To fend off Redgarn’s. And as long as we take hold of this
one chance, to protect what we stand for,” He shook his head
firmly. “all is not lost. For now, we need to greatly sharpen our
minds in the task that we have with us now: your task is to get the
support of the Skrylis, while mine is to find my former
student.
“Don’t waste yourselves mourning for what has
been lost. Instead, devote yourselves to avenging them through
ending this battle as fast as it had started. For too much life has
been lost now, and we can tarry no longer.”
He looked around at all of them with a look
of focus sharpening his calm demeanour. “Our tasks now, are of
utmost importance. Because the Ensys were counted as our greatest
alliance. We’ve lost them now. We need to bank upon whatever’s left
now, to gather our army. And that’s why our present tasks now fall
to a far, far heavier importance.”
The energy that his words flowed with reached
across the three of them, leaving the gloomy atmosphere to drain
quickly. Leaving a sense of purpose to replace the heaviness in the
air. Ion’s grief transformed into resolve.
They could feel the ship’s speed plummet
rapidly, leaving its spaceripping speed. And over the screen
directly ahead, a large planet suddenly zoomed to life. It was a
planet with a strange, maroon coloured surface.
“We’re here at Jacova,” said Mantra, and he
turned to them. “I’ll get off here, while you go on to go on to
contact the Skrylis in Quolnos. When you’re done, come back here,
and I’ll be waiting. If all goes well, I’ll be waiting with a much
needed new alliance added to ours. With the loss of the Ensys, and
the hundred watchmen, a very much needed alliance.”
“Let’s hope you do,” said Qyro.
Mantra turned to Ion. “Oh, and I’ll need you
to accompany me in this.”
“Me?”
“Yes,” said Mantra. “Qyro and Vestra will be
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