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Chapter 352: Apologies Between Old Friends
🕑 Added 2024-09-12 17:00:04 +0000 UTCThe razor sharp paper blade scraped across Omilaena's throat with a shriek of metal. Troulon's eyes shifted from victory to surprise and he slowed when he should have pressed his attack.
She couldn't see it herself, but she knew what Troulon was staring at. A thin plate of venomsteel had poured out of the Prana Jewels, forming a defensive layer that covered her neck. Just building that made her head hurt, but it had saved her life. It was about the worst possible way to test a new application of an ability and she never wanted to do anything like it again.
Her old friend hesitated, just for a second. He seemed to be struggling with the demonic hunger within him, enough to slow down his second strike.
That was long enough. Omilaena couldn't move her arms much while being held down, but she formed a syringe in one hand and stabbed it into the leg of one of the Crestguards holding her. At the same moment she turned her head to the side and breathed poison directly into the face of the guard on her other side. The one at her back started to bear down on her, but she brought her head back swiftly, breaking his nose.
Troulon recovered from his surprise and struck with paper blades in both hands. She'd never planned to face them directly: Omilaena instead crouched down, letting the weight of the guard behind her fall onto her back and take the slashes. Then she launched herself up, hurling the body at her opponent.
Only the poisoned Crestguard was dying, but the other two were in great pain and Troulon was stumbling backward. Omilaena rose to her feet and took a deep breath as she realized she'd made it through. How long had it been since she'd come so close to death? But instead of attacking Troulon while he was weak, she spoke up quietly.
"What evidence do you have about burning the Great Library?"
"Enough!" Troulon took a step back and shook out his sleeves, returning to his razor birds strategy - no choice but to deflect them and retreat away from the injured Crestguards. As she did, Omilaena exhaled poison onto the ground to take out the fallen guards or at least impede them.
Something in Troulon's hand was burning, creating more of the gray smoke than before. The haze spread out, filling the chamber and pressing against her own blue smoke. They circled one another, both surrounded in their smoke techniques. When Troulon unleashed a larger bird it floated forward on a line of smoke and she had to breath out more to press it aside. Every time she tried to close on him, he retreated into his own smoke while spreading more of it behind her. As they exchanged blows the remaining Crestguards fell, until it was just the two of them in the haze.
"When the Dominion came to the city, they came with an army," Troulon said tersely in between attacks. "The Windlord was targeting Matiavel, but they sent others in to overload the power lines and destroy the city. I saw them marching to destroy the Great Library. It took a great weapon - this weapon - to destroy them before they could manage."
"That's consistent with what I know," Omilaena said, "but what proof do you have that the Council of Elders was involved?"
Troulon growled and lunged at her, swinging another paper sword overhead. She blocked it with a long needle and held it there - not good strategy, but she needed to pull more answers out of him. For a moment they stood face to face with their weapons between them, and either could have used the proximity to attack, then he pulled back.
"I... I saw the records..." Troulon said uneasily. "The Elders are allied with the Flaeren Dominion... they want to destroy everything in the Commonwealth..."
Omilaena shook her head. "It sounds like they want to destroy Matiavel and his support structures. Why would they target the Great Library specifically?"
"I saw the plans!" Troulon lunged at her again, hands building into paper claws that swung in a wild attack. She grabbed his wrists before he could connect and pushed him back to the opposite wall. Much like she'd once done before, but this time there was no seduction involved.
"And who vouched for them?" Omilaena demanded. "Did you take them off a spy yourself? Or did someone else here, someone with a vested interest, reveal the evidence to you?"
One of Troulon's birds, apparently fallen, suddenly slashed through the back of her thigh. Omilaena grunted in pain and started to go down - when Troulon struck at her with another blade, she only barely blocked it with a needle. The impact knocked her onto her back and she struggled to get up.
But Troulon wasn't attacking, instead wavering on his feet and staring at her. She saw both demonic hunger and curiosity in his eyes.
"It... was Anaelina," he said slowly. "And the Trade Guild. They uncovered the evidence as part of the plot to choke off our trade."
"Was it part of the plot? Or was that simply their way of keeping everyone unified?" Omilaena got to her feet cautiously, hands ready for whatever he tried next. "She's the one who arranged the meeting in the capital, remember? I believe you about what the Flaeren Dominion tried to do, but clearly it was a reactionary choice, not their plan all along."
"No, I..."
For a moment she thought she'd gotten through to him, then she felt the gray hunger rise within him. Troulon's eyes blazed and two more of his dead birds leapt to life, but as he leaned more on power instead of strategy, he became more predictable - Omilaena pinned one bird with a needle and stomped the other to the floor.
"Listen to me, Troulon! I've been watching the elves for a long time - they want more control and a stronger presence in Rosemount, but they aren't that destructive. Their elder was the one who stopped the battle between the great powers. If they had wanted to devastate the capital, they would have held back."
"But the attacks... the war..."
"The demons started them. You're smarter than this, Troulon... stop and think!"
His eyes went dead and he attacked again, even more recklessly than before. He formed a paper sword larger than the last, with even more power behind it, and if he had attacked in combination with more paper birds, she would have been hard-pressed to defend herself. But this was the wild charge of an animal; Omilaena deflected the sword, grabbed his wrist, and pinned him to the ground.
"The only threat to the Great Library is war," she told him firmly, "and the demons are the cause of the war. I think you know this, on some level. Are you really so far gone?"
All at once the strength went out of his limbs. The paper blade around his hand, once a deadly weapon, fluttered down as useless sheets. Troulon lay on his back and closed his eyes wearily.
"You're right," he breathed. "I kept my head until the CTG showed me the fake evidence. Anaelina has been pushing us all toward the war... it's clear enough, I just didn't want to see. I've... done things, Omi. Things I regret, things I couldn't justify logically. I..."
Omilaena helped him to his feet cautiously and he swayed. His eyes still glowed with that soft gray and she could feel the hunger rising in him. She took a step back and turned away, lowering her hands to her sides and beginning preparations.
"I'm sorry, Omi," Troulon told her sadly. "I'm not strong enough. I thought I could overcome the urges logically, but the hunger won. I can't... I can't..."
With a roar he rushed at her again, mouth open wide to reveal gray fangs. Omilaena spun just as she had anticipated, sinking the syringe in her hidden hand deep into his neck.
"I'm sorry too," she said, then injected him.
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AnythingAtAll
So if I'm understanding this correctly, the elves definitely weren't planning on destroying the Great Library and Traebor, but the FD is more on the fence and clearly willing to do just that. It was clear Troulon was tricked when he said that the elves and the FD were allied. That's the opposite of what we've been told just before these missions and there was little reason to believe otherwise considering only the elves are currently fighting the demons. My question now is whether the Windlord can be trusted. We haven't seen them be explicitly expansionist, but at the same time, the FD under them has been taking really aggressive action. This is twice now that they've marched an army into the Commonwealth. And yet they're still not willing to declare war? It could be because they've been bloodied by losing a lot of soldiers, but at the same time, I won't be holding my breath about them being reasonable. That seems to be the norm for people and empires as powerful as them. Every other major opponent is now down, unless Gorutiel suddenly appears, which I doubt. ZZN and Omi are going to meet, then they'll both have to join Kai in fighting Matiavel. Barring any other demon we haven't heard of appearing, the last chapter for this week is likely going to be the first for the upcoming showdown with Matiavel. I still have no idea how to estimate their odds since there are too many unknowns at the moment, but I'm hoping that his destruction phase is at least limited due to his injuries.
