Chrysalis
Chapter 548
Donnelan and Myrrin struggled to breathe. They huddled together in a vain attempt to ward off the suffocating waves of pressure that emanated from the legionaries around them. There didn't seem to be a single guard standing at their post, or official running messages, who didn't seem as though they were a high level powerhouse with the stats of a top level delver. The two young legionaries felt as small as mice clinging to a toothpick in an ocean storm as they trailed in their commander's wake, desperately struggling not to succumb. For his part, Titus didn't appear to notice their plight. After they were allowed entrance through the yawning gate of the Iron Mountain they hastily made their way inside to find the interior bedecked in breathtaking marble, the wide open halls lined with incredible, life-like statues of long passed legionaries. The commander’s steps only lengthened as he moved from place to place, giving his name at each checkpoint they crossed and gradually penetrating deeper into the heart of the fortress.
It took hours and by the end, Myrrin’s head was spinning. She couldn't say where they were, who'd they'd met, or even why they were there anymore. Every time they moved from one chamber into the next, the strength of the legionaries on guard seemed to leap to a new tier. The soldiers standing on guard next to her were resplendent in the most impressive Legion armour that she'd ever seen. Trimmed in gold, the living rock plates wreathed precious metals and alive with veins of fire mana that seeped heat into the air as it trickled through the stone. She wasn't even able to look the man in the eye, and when she snuck a glance at Donnelan next to her, she found he was sweating profusely and shaking in his seat.
For goodness sake, commander! Why did you have to bring us with you?!
Oblivious to her suffering, Titus was talking quietly with an armoured official outside a grand set of double doors. The doors themselves were elaborately carved and decorated, set into an archway that extended fifteen metres high. A full squad of ten legionaries stood guard in formation outside the door, their dominant auras unrestrained, flooding the room with their thirst for battle. After a few moments, the official stepped through the cavernous door, leaving Titus by himself. He gazed at the door in silence before he turned back to his two, cowering young legionaries. He clicked his tongue before walking over and clapping them on the shoulder.
"Come one now, young ones. You need to show a little more mettle than this. Don't embarrass our legion."
The two of them stopped trembling and looked up at him, eyes filled with a kindling resolve.
"Don't forget," he said, "it's going to be way worse on the other side of the door."
He gave both of them a squeeze on the shoulder with his sausage fingered hands before he turned to walk back to the door, never noticing the crumbling confidence he left behind.
"I don't want to be here anymore," Donnelan moaned under his breath. "I curse the day I ever got curious about the inside of the Iron Mountain."
"Y-you're g-going to meet the c-consul! A-aren't you excited?"
"You're stuttering. I'm sweating like I've spent a day doing drills in amour. This isn't looking good."
"I-if I pass out in f-front of the consul, will I b-be discharged?" Myrrin whispered, horrified.
"Of course not. The commander will just hate you forever."
"Nooooo."
When the official stepped back through the oversized doors, they both jumped in their seats and shut their mouths, staring straight ahead. Titus exchanged a few short words before he returned to them.
"We're up. Step quickly, we don't get much of her time."
So saying he brushed down the shoulders of their uniforms with his palms as if they were unruly children before grabbing each of them by the arms and straightening their posture.
"It's going to be tough in there, show me what you're made of."
He shot each of them a hard stare, his cold blue eyes piercing through the mountainous pressure that suffocated them and stiffened their spines.
Myrrin shouted unthinkingly and saluted him, Donnelan following suit a moment
as the officials, guards and fellow waiting functionaries turned to stare at the young legionaries. The two of them froze in embarrassment, but Titus actually
the steel had leaked out of the guards as the trio walked through their ranks, the stiff youngsters trailing behind their stoic commander. They made a conscious effort to lighten the strength of their aura
stone itself seemed to glow with a soft metallic light. The ceiling was high, vaulted at the top with every inch carved with depictions of legion glory. There was the battle of Deep Field, the defeat of Galatrix, the siege at Crumbling Rock, each a legendary battle
on her face, she radiated an air that
dual shields to step through, wide eyed as they stepped into the sparse office and he immediately felt the pressure on him ease. He allowed himself to unknot just a little as he stepped toward
Titus Faronicus!" He announced
hastened to offer their
"Myrrin Smithson!"
"Donnelan Branger!"
a brief glare before she stood to return their salute. Had the man gone soft? Bringing in these two to protect him from
to the office of the consul, legionaries. Be at
young and only recently promoted, she judged. She watched as they strove to maintain their cool and decided that Titus had trained them well. As he
tragedy, and a failure of
a wince, the lack of title
garrison was barely able to maintain the
we still may not have been able to relieve Liria. Please, allow me to extend an
of their homeland had cut deeply. Even though they
in regulation legion leathers, with solid boots on her feet and her well-toned arms free, as if she expected to swing a weapon at any moment. Her short, cropped hair seemed to bristle
that bringing these two is going to save
front of the commander, her fist sank deep into his
Morrelia?! Do you think
straightened instantly, no sign of pain showing
went straight to the Temple after she arrived, she hadn't changed her class
couldn't drop by on
was up to
"You couldn't make her?"
"I chose not to."
BAM!
sending the commander sliding back three metres, his
the children was my responsibility. That's
at him
few more months and I'll be free of this blasted
as
up a few
"Three times," he admitted.
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