why couldn't he get into the walls again? the mana in the balla amulet had been depleted. was there a black spot there? he felt his gramman also as good as dead. there he was, with nothing but a dagger to defend himself, since the bow and arrows at this short distance wouldn’t work. Roderick kept moving like lightning, using his mimetic ability to confuse his enemies’s distance perception and miss the target. but he doubted any magic he could cast would work. dammned. he hadda get back to the others and warn them.
but then a strong arm grabbed him and trew him towards a bush of small lavander flowers. Roderick stood up right away to meet a female diabole approaching with an escort.
- you’ve been rather cunning getting in here all by yourself. - she was beautiful, but there was something definetly scary in her abnormally wide smile - not many manage to get so far. so what? do you like my garden?
- what?
- you came all the way here just to admire it, didn’t you?
- not quite...
- well you should. come on, look around
Roderick did gazed briefly upon the little lavander flowers scattered over the disarranged bushes. He had seen those before, but where? they smelled like candy...
- oh no! - “will melters”, he quickly covered his mouth and nose, desperately looking around to find a way out
- oh, darling, do you know what those are? i’m admired, but there’s no need to try not to breath their scent anymore, you’ve been fighting this sad shadows all over them all along
- shadows? - “idiot, they weren’t even alive. i fell right in her trap!”
- so, hands off and show yourself
Roderick couldn't oppose the command. his skin wasn't even mimicking the colors around him, so neither did his armor. he was fully visible and still breathing the scent
- the crest of Sioris... so you are one of Prince Laures’ sons? identify yourself
- i'm Roderick the Not
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