《The Deus Vinculum: The Moonlight Forge》Chapter Thirteen
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Waking up in a tent, with a hundred other injured soldiers around him. Trying to prop himself up on his left arm failed twice, Looking at his arm, it was gone, amputated up to his shoulder. The nurse walked up to him, "I'm sorry your arm was gone by the time you got here, it had gotten infected and would have killed you. So we had to cut off more." the nurse apologized twice, "I'm sorry."
"Where is Zander?" Scythe asked
"His majesty? Wait are you Scythe? You look like him." The nurse quickly asked.
"Yeah, I'm Scythe."
"I heard you were taken by a dragon, he went out after you. After he left, such cursed timing, the army started attacking." the nurse spoke, "He should be back today."
"Good." Scythe laid back down. Looking at the ceiling.
Hours passed, some of the soldiers got up and left, some died to their injuries. Later, near dusk, Scythe heard a familiar voice, "You two, inform me about the death toll here." It was Astela.
"we've had twenty-two people die, fifteen recovered already. We also have Scythe here, though he lost an arm."
"He's here!" Astela rushed in straight to Scythe, "It's good to see you. Damn you look like shit."
"Yeah, I feel like it too." Scythe forgot about his missing arm again. Almost falling, but caught by Astela.
"Hey be careful."
"Sorry."
"Don't apologize." Astela said, "You just need time to adjust."
"I can't fight anymore though," Scythe grimly said, "Not with only one arm."
Astela stayed quiet, for a moment, "I know of something, but it would take a while to get it. Let me discuss it with Zander."
Astela stood up and left. Leaving Scythe alone.
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A day passed, and Scythe was standing, putting on his coat looked weird with only one arm. "I'm gonna head out for a little bit."
"Well, you are standing, and you have color in your face, you should be fine, but if you experience anything, get back here quick." the nurse spoke.
"I will." Scythe walked out, trying to remember what happened during the battle. Both Luna and SOl were sitting outside, talking to Ifera. Ifera was the first person to notice Scythe, "You're alive." Ifera spoke,
"That's good."
"Ifera was telling us about when you saved her, and reunited her child with her as well," Sol said, "you did well."
"Thanks, Sol what happened? I can't remember much, just Lars, then nothing."
"I don't know what you mean, you managed to cause enough chaos that the army retreated," Sol answered.
"Okay. Ifera... is your daughter okay?"
"Yeah, Flora saved most of us. I can't thank her enough." Ifera was happy.
"I'm glad." Scythe spoke, "I want to move around a bit. After being in a bed. and since I can't remember I want to see the battlefield."
"I... I don't recommend that. There are a lot of dead bodies, the mages are piling them up and burning them." Ifera said, "Most able body people are helping clean up."
"I don't want to see that." Scythe said.
"Let's walk." Ifera suggested, "I'll make sure he is safe, so you two stay seated."
Sol paused standing up and sat back down. "Okay, you two stay safe."
After walking around for a bit, Ifera started chatting, "Have you heard the rumors about the thing that saved the city?"
"No, what rumors?" Scythe asked
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"I heard it was a glowing white monster, standing at least twice the height of you. but what was weird is the magic it used. I feel like I've heard of something similar."
"Wasn't it in the story of the twin goddesses?" Scythe asked
"Exactly," Ifera snapped, "an invisible blade, reaching farther than the eye could see. Cutting steel like butter. I wonder if it's the same creature."
"I don't know." Scythe said, "if it was, shouldn't we be scared?"
"Not really. I've read the book, the black fire only killed things that attacked it. And in my home, there were old stories passed down saying it spared demi's," Ifera said, "I wonder why."
"Maybe it was a demi itself?"
"Yeah."
Walking down the street, it was silent. Not many people out and about. Until Astela was walking down. Looking up and seeing Scythe and Ifera, Astela walked over, "Scythe, Zander is okay with my idea."
"Okay, but I have no clue what you are planning."
"The Scarvo can make amazing magitech armaments," Astela said, "I've even seen some of them lose an arm and replace it with Magitech arm. It worked as well if not better than the original arm."
"Okay, and how would that help me?"
"They can make you an arm, with sufficient gold to pay of course," Astela said
"I don't see why not." Scythe said, "I do want my arm back."
"Then after everything gets cleaned up. We will head out." Astela said, "It might be a week before we can go."
"Understandable, " Scythe spoke, "Well, Ifera, shall we keep walking?"
"Yeah."
"Talk to you later then, Astela." Scythe waved goodbye.
"Yep talk to you later," Astela walked off, "do you have any idea what that demon was?"
"No, ma'am. They are looking into as we speak, apparently, there is an arm near a massive magic circle." a guard next to Astela said, as they went out of hearing range. "So what now?" Scythe asked
"Continue where we left off?" Ifera suggested
"Don't see why not." Scythe went along with Ifera to her home, and Ifera made dinner for both of them.
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