disgust.
Moving quickly towards the door, he peered outside as the final
flames around the building died down.
"What the--"
Something blew pass him, the Kankul stench burning his
nostrils.
The last thing he saw was the glimpse of a broad object dashing
before his face.....
.....and the hard force of metal smashing against his skull.
Chapter Eight
C old water
came splashing against his face, waking him from a deep and
troubled sleep. Shaking the excess water from his face, Gideon
coughed and opened his eyes to see two black boots in his direct
field of vision. Attempting to stand, he shrugged furiously when he
realized that his hands and feet were bound. The Kankul energy was
heavy now, almost stifling as it made its way down around
him.
"Get him up!" a deep voice came.
Before he knew it, four strong hands grabbed him up and deposited
him down on a chair. It was then that he saw the face of the man
who had spoken; a rather strange but familiar face.
"Gideon Maruj..." he drawled. “What, may I ask, is your reason for
being here?"
Gideon stared back, trying to remember where he had first seen that
face. And then it dawned on him. It was that Kankul soldier back at
The Hub that night. That soldier he had not noticed had gotten
away. Anger threaded its way past his stomach and rose up in his
throat like hot bile.
"I don't answer to you," he spat.
The other two men glanced at each other and Gideon sneered at all
of them, his mana already burning through his binds.
"I'm no Kankul soldier," the man responded, his tone annoyed. "At
least not anymore."
Gideon frowned, his intentions somewhat relaxing. "You expect me to
believe that?"
"Yes." The man stepped closer now, staring down at him. "Deorci
treated me like a boy. So I changed course and made a name for
myself."
Gideon looked away. "Release me then."
"I'm not stupid. Release you and you release your Marujan wrath on
this land. I won't stand for it."
Gideon contemplated the man's words. He spoke with such purpose and
authority as if he was... Their eyes met briefly. "You're Malakai
Baamel."
The man smiled broadly. "Marujans were never known to be
slow."
"How did you do it?"
Malakai chuckled. "Simply. I discovered the man's secret and made
it my advantage."
"Does Deorci know you're alive?"
"I doubt it. The bastard can rot in the deepest trenches of hell
for all I care."
"Not before I'm the one to send him there."
Malakai stared at him and inclined his head curiously. "Vengeance
is one hell of a thing, isn't it?"
"I need to find him. He has something that belongs to me."
"Well, good luck with that," Malakai responded nonchalantly.
"Wherever Doerci is, I'm sure he made it sure not to be found
easily. Whatever he has for you will have to be forgotten."
"No!" Gideon shook in his chair, almost toppling the thing. "I must
find Esyth."
" Esyth ?" Malakai
actually looked concerned, it surprised Gideon. He remembered that
name. "And this Esyth woman is your..."
"She's mine. And I must get to her before he kills her."
Malakai wove a dismissing hand to his men and as soon as they left,
he pulled up a chair before him. "How do you know she's with
Deorci?"
"I'm sure you can fucking remember that night at The Hub just as
well as I can. She casted a spell to save Amelia from having to
sacrifice herself."
"That was years ago. How do you know she's still alive?"
Gideon shook his head and laughed humorlessly. "You might not be a
Kankul soldier anymore but it does run through your veins. It's
even in the breath you breathe."
"And if I could change my lineage, I would. But that is besides the
point."
"The point is I cannot trust you."
"And neither I, you." Malakai sat up straight and crossed his arms.
"But we have a common enemy."
"A common enemy, we have. But nothing else."
Malakai chuckled. "You're a smart man, Gideon Maruj, so I know you
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