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Fluixon turned to Cynikka seeing hundreds— maybe thousands of people arriving for battle"Anything to say sister?"
"Not at all brother, I just hope that you know... The blood shed in this battle, is all in your hands" Cynikka said before turning away to change into armour.
The sun was falling as the wicked ruler of infernus, tried to stop her inevitable death in her castle. The army of the tricolor-westhelm alliance was there, she knew they were overpowered due to the numbers, the screams and cries of people screaming to kill Fluixon was enough to know that.
She heard the people finding them, after somehow passing all those traps "Cynikka! Cynikka's here!" someone shouted, and everyone cheered, as she heard people right behind her door she said one last thing and turned to Fluixon "I guess this is our last stand brother... I can only hope that we survive"
She drew her sword from it's scabbard and prepared to fight. The door broke and she immediately slashed her sword across the chest of the nearest person, ZitsKreig tried, but was the first one dead, it was obvious they were out numbered, and even so, Cynikka fought with a grin on her face. She was stabbed cruelly in between her ribs, and was backed onto a pillar, it was painful, trying to breath was even worse, her chest was burning from the now open wound.
She was eating a golden apple, taking sharp breaths and leaning on the pillar as she was attacked yet again, the attack was across her chest, the sword damaged her lungs and caused her to cough out blood.
And as she coughed blood out from her mouth, wheezing from the pain, she realized she was falling, she checked everything she had with her in her inventory, nothing could save her imminent fall. Queen Cynikka, Ruler of Infernus, was falling to the ground from her castle.
She tried to use her voice to curse them out, scream, beg, ask for forgiveness, anything, but it was like breathing in water as she started suffocating— no, drowning, in her own blood as she fell from the sky.
Cass, she saw Cass, The ruler was leading her coalition to strike the fortress. As she turned and looked up,her brows had furrowed. Her mouth was open, and her eyes were wide open, to Cynikka she looked like she was screaming—or concerned?— honestly she couldn't hear anything but the violent wind. She couldn't see much either, she was falling too fast, Cass was looking at someone, and the Queen could only wonder and hope that it was her.
After what felt like eternity falling, The Queen of infernus finally fell into the water, a nearby water source someone had put down, it burned, Cynikka spit out more blood, the water should of saved her from getting hurt, but from the hight she fell from, it was no different from falling onto a hard, and sharp rock.
Although her pain felt unbearable, she somehow felt at peace with herself, it felt nice knowing that she wouldn't have to be part of this horrid war anymore.
She felt a pair of arms carry her and drag her to the stiff warm ground, saving her from the hot boiling water, she could hear someone screaming orders, and trying to comfort her, but she couldn't understand a single thing, the voice was muffled.
Although not as worse Cynikka hated to feeling of her clothes sticking onto her skin, it was heavy on her chest, making it harder to breath as it is, her head was on someone's lap, and that someone was pressing to make sure that the stab wounds wouldn't bleed out more than it already did, it hurt like hell but it was working she was also sure that a voice was muttering only loud enough for her to "damn it damn it, Cynikka you absolute idiot, dont you dare die" The voice begged while splashing Cynikka with healing potions.
The voice sounded familiar to Cynikka. Cass? it couldn't be… right? I mean why would Cass, a kindhearted and wonderful person like herself even want to save a tyrant and ruthless person like Cynikka?
When Cynikka could finally open her eyes, her eyes burned from the sudden light of the sun, and against her expectations, she actually saw Cass patching her up, Cass had tears falling from her face, her lips were pressed against each other, and her body was shaking, Cynikka could feel herself healing from the potions, but as quickly she healed, the quicker she passed out.