Jackal Among Snakes

Brium stared down at the area beyond the walls of his tower, Cyprus, pushing a curtain aside to look through the barred window. A great abundance of people stood at attention behind him—most of them were ordinary humans, while two were Vessels. They were all armed for war. The Vessels were in their liquid form, silent and still, water tendrils wound like a snake poised to lunge.

At the walls surrounding the foot of the copper tower, a great blockade waited, tense and cautious. Soldiers formed the bulk of the ward, while the Vessels, some bearing gold and some bearing silver, acted as the commanders. They were organized, divided into three units numbering near two hundred each. The frontliners bore great tower shields burrowed into the ground, mindful of the archers posted on Cyprus’ walls. Those behind the shield-bearers kneeled, watching the walls and the giant gate of the tower between the small cracks in their allies’ shields.

The industry of Sethia had ceased and many of the people came to watch. Unlike the raid at Argent, the guard was organized, deliberately keeping people inside the walls. But even the guards, too, were consumed with curiosity and nervousness, casting glances towards the tower of Cyprus. People resorted to climbing the walls of Sethia to get a better view. The archers atop the city’s walls did not hinder those people.

“It’s like two animals snarling in each other’s face, practically at the throat, yet neither doing anything…” Brium mused. “Neither want the danger. Threatening. Posturing.” The Lord of Copper turned his head back. “Though we aren’t equals. One is a lion.”

“My lord,” Captain Jeralian spoke. “I don’t think we can delay much longer. They’ve been demanding you appear and be judged for near an hour.”

“It isn’t as though we’ll struggle in the fight ahead…” Brium shook his head. “But has he really disappointed me like this? Yarra wouldn’t let him. She’s more than a match for his party.”

“My lord,” continued Jeralian, frustrated. “What should I do?”

“Go and join the garrison,” Brium waved his hands, not even deigning to look back. “It’ll be another hour yet before they genuinely act. Gold and silver—shiny metals and intimidating besides, but ultimately weak and useless. Everything is in place.”

The Captain of the Guard moved off, his order received. Brium continued to watch.

“The Lords of Silver and Gold demand that Brium, Lord of Copper, appear to receive judgement for his heretical ideals!” the commanding Vessels shouted, remaining in physical form to do so.

A man wearing red and gold clothing, his face hidden by a red cloth wrap, also climbed up the walls of Sethia. He looked around, watching the soldiers blockade the gate to Cyprus. He reached into his pocket and pulled free a disc. It was silver, polished to the point it reflected the sun nigh perfectly. He held it level with his face, tilting it up and down in the direction of Cyprus.

The light of the suns above reflected on it, blinking at the archers on the opposite wall of Sethia. Though some were annoyed by the light, one of the archers reacted as though awoken. He stepped away from his companions, looking around, and went to an empty spot on the wall. He retrieved an arrow from a hidden crevice and nocked it silently.

and fired the arrow recklessly at the blockade. The arrow sung as it

Screams of confusion and pain both split the air. The watching crowd in Sethia grew tense with uncertainty, murmuring to each other in shock. A sandstorm

confusion settled, a single cry dissolved the uncertainty of the

commanding Vessels shouted,

soon echoed by the other commanders who followed the first Vessel in assuming their liquid form. Great masses of water exploded outwards, coursing towards the walls

broken, but that did not last for long. He turned his head back. “Send the signal,” he directed one Vessel, his confusion and rage vanished in wake of a cold military

a higher level. The other moved past Brium, breaking the bars on the window to enter the fray quickly. The soldiers

bars. His fingers swelled as

them as they approached, their job becoming only easier as their targets

to break walls. The Vessels filled that

out in unison. On the first blow, the thick iron gates rung out like giant gongs, each Vessels’ blow leaving inch-deep impacts into the metal. The second blow came, wrenching the gates from the walls.

them through murder holes as they passed.

soon as the archers spotted the Vessels, they let out a primal screech of fear and ran. The

jets of water cutting through any opponents with little resistance. They flowed along the wall, leaving a trail of blood and gore in their wake. Yet as one passed over a grate in the wall, a great geyser of water erupted. The assailant was one of Brium’s Vessels.

the signal’ materialized in physical form. Nude in light of her transformation, the woman stepped up to a strange apparatus, grabbing a bag of loose powder and dumping it into a metal cone. She pulled a latch nearby, and then

echoing out for miles. The flame was the same size as the tower itself and persisted for only a second or two before dissipating. It

Vessels of differing allegiance moved to action, emerging from their estates and

emerged from the rocky peaks, and the people felt their hearts beat faster. Soon, these far-off figures took form, solidity, winged forms resembling a

roars of the dreaded wyverns echoed against the black walls of Sethia. The people encased knew what those cries meant.

the wyverns told the people what approached, actions within the city made it clear

runes stayed near the entrance of prominent places, waiting for Vessels to walk past. When they emerged, the hiding assassins ambushed their

screams, and purple runes danced in Sethia. Each arrow exploded just as the first had, killing indiscriminately. Many more civilians

chose their allegiance. Though those belonging to Argent and Aurum were more numerous, the servants of Copper were well-organized, obviously anticipating the rebellion. Brium’s men quickly grouped up, seizing a portion of the city that was well-defended.