Prologue


    The world is black and white in Hron’s eyes, not a living soul in sight only the sound of bones breaking as he is senselessly walking towards the castle of Ingles. With every step his legs became more and more noodle, he fell on his knees there in the rubble of a fallen house lies torso of a girl burned alive. Staring at this girl Hron gains his senses horror and pain starts to flow from his eyes.


    How could he have done this to a little girl he cried in anger, he stretched his hand and the rock pavement near him started to change its form electricity leaked and hit everything near him but he did not care about that a trident was formed.Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation.


    He put his whole life force into the trident magic circles started to form around the city as his life force was draining he started to solidify.


    The magic started to take place he put his whole body weight to the trident just before his neck started to solidify the little girl came to life Hron could not help but cry knowing that his shot in the dark worked the girl was afraid but seeing him cry she placed her hand and told Hron


    “when I feel bad mommy does this and pain go away so don’t cry”


    he froze looking at the girl smiling with a tear in his eyes.


    Soon her mother came running and found her crying near a statue, she was not sure until the moment how this miracle happened but she had an idea what could have happened.