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Giza is once again asked to retreat inside Fogsight fort, saying that the slaves and criminals are already transferred and the high royals are taking shelter there. ROAAAAR—did the giant undead with Rumen on the head. Zombies shambles out of the forest, running at the sound of their giant roaring. News of Orlorn plains being overrun and—the soldier gets pounced and his neck bitten. Naberius stands with his hand on Giza’s shoulders. The undead avoiding them. “We started impeccably perfect don’t you think so?” Naberius ask, “Princess?”
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“Naberius,” Giza voices no emotion, emptiness in her throat, “Have you seen a Nautren before?”
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“Well, it is about time they show up right?” He says before commanding gently, “Wake up”
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And a glint on her eyes shines by the blue and warm flames. A group of stitched creatures, hollow eyes and hanging flesh steps out of the foliage and roars at the panic. Giza sees them, wide eyes and expressing a crack on her stone face. “Nautrens…” She fantasizes, beautiful creatures with hovering lights around them. “Just like in the books…”
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“Indeed,” Naberius stares at the dead creatures and blue embers of the burned. His hand gripping on her shoulders tight as the drizzle showers to a downpour, and the snow raining down as fist sized hail. “This weather sure is strange” he says glancing at Rumen who is also looking up. The dark clouds blanketing the moon. Only her blue flames burning alight as the great campfire is doused by the buckets of rain water.
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“Everyone!” Rumen calls out to the ants below, “Are you enjoying the festival!?” Her undead giant puking to bathe all in rotten stink. It farts for a noxious green mist to flood their ankles. And the undead creatures disappear, before fading onto their eyes as beautiful Nautrens. An enamored crowd, fearing faces opening up with their smiles and wide arms, reaching out for a hug. And they did, these foolish did.
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Some remain running for the fort. Seeing the zombies attack others while also carrying the baskets for the stalls at the fort. “Hmmmm, where’s Giza?” Rumen asks herself, trying to look for her elder sister who is nowhere to be found in the thick fart clouds. Her ears perking at the busy chatter and yelling at Fogsight fort.
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Where strangely, hail and rain supposed to fall but pomegranates and wine drench the huddled and panicking crowd below. All of them wishing to be inside the fort. Amidst the chaos, Lord Jenskin pushes his way through the throng.
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"Out of my way, you filthy peasants!" he snarls, shoving a young woman to the ground. "Make way for your betters!"
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Jenskin's fine silk robes are soaked and splattered with mud, but he pays them no heed as he claws his way forward. A small child stumbles into his path and Jenskin viciously backhands the boy, sending him sprawling. The child's mother screams and tries to shield her son, but Jenskin kicks her aside.
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"Useless swine! I'll have you all flogged for this insolence!" He turns to the guards who are also struggling to keep thousands of people calm "Get these vermin out of my sight! Clear a path! I’ll pay you anything!"
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The armored men draw their swords and begin roughly shoving people aside, hacking down any who resist. The wails of the wounded mix with the growls of the approaching undead. Jenskin's eyes are wild with fear and rage as he finally reaches the gatehouse.
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An old man, his face lined with years of hardship, stands blocking the entryway. "Please m'lord, have mercy! There's no more room inside, we'll be torn apart out here!"
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"Then you should have arrived earlier, you doddering fool!" Jenskin grabs the old man by his weathered jerkin and hurls him back into the crowd. "I’m not here to be eaten by those undead. You worthless geriatrics like you should be there instead!" More adds to the crowd, pushing the noble to press between each other. Barely breathing for himself as he tries to force against them. But they pinch his cheeks, and rob his wears. “GUARDS!” He yells for them but he is far into the wave. He pushes himself up and stand atop the shoulders and head of the people. Dirtily using them like his steps before his leg gets pulled and he drops on the ground. Face flat on the muddy ground as the people steps on him.
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Jenskin pleads for mercy but his words fall on ignorance. His crushed hand bloats and heals but he does not notice. Nobody notices their bite marks and open wounds closing. Nor see the red-haired female with crimson glowing eyes glancing at every individual. Their injuries healing every time she passes by them.
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“You need to rest Sol” Advises Thean with orange glowing eyes watching every coming hail and morphing them into pomegranates. Her neck covered in a bandage.
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“I rest, when you rest.” Says Sol knowing that they both cannot rest because of whatever chaos is happening. “Those two crossed the line with this one.”
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“I agree, but mostly on Rumen since she wanted this.”
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“Rumen did? Huh, why am I not surprised?”
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The giant roars through the noxious mist. The mist itself brightening to light blue as the zombies, fat and slim rushes out being covered in blue flames. The fat once explodes bloody with the thin dying dramatically to ashes where the pomegranates fall. “This is it” Rumen says as she looks towards the dome of mist beside Fogsight fort—looking towards the shadow of a tower. “This is my grand performance for this festival! Everyone, let us have fun!” And she jumps before her eyes glow bright blue in setting the giant ablaze. “Experiment success~” she says to herself as the undead creatures below cushions her fall.
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“Hey, Thean.” Sol calls her attention, “That big thing is coming here.”
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“What!? That’s not what she said!”
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“But that thing…is running for the fort.”
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That—until a giant spear is hurled straight to its head, sending the giant flying towards the dome of mist. It cracks. Like how they would see a glass crack and shatter—so does the dome of mist break and the red fog inside of it leaks out. Whistling horrifyingly in a familiar voice startling the princess and the people alert. Hearing the humming of their late most caring Queen. Then, a group of Kinguin knights comes charging from where the fart clouds are. Beheading the remain undead and firing explosive arrows at the undead giant. Giza sits on the commanding horse with Naberius behind her. Holding before hurling another giant spear towards the creature.
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Widening the crack and the red fog explodes, covering all of Kinguin.
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