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CHAPTER 20

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Elena and Newark came back to the preacher’s chamber. They slipped into the preacher’s orange robes, poured their drinks and began strategizing the plan. All of a sudden there was a knock on the front door. Elena signaled Newark to put his hood on and quickly sneaked under the bed.

Newark opened the door with his heart banging on his chest. He could see two men in black robes from under his hood.

One of them said, "Old man! We have a circle of fire happening right now. King Gerard wants you to shell out your wisdom shit there. We must leave at once!"

Newark hesitantly shut the door behind him and headed out. The surroundings were brightly lit with numerous tall pillars holding torches burning on them. The streets were crowded with people in red robes; they were all headed in a single direction. Some people were flying on their Shaders, some were on their bulls. Newark spotted some Aquadoms carrying heavy loads. He finally reached a huge structure; it had a single wide opening with a staircase which went all the way to the top. On reaching the top, Newark realized that it was an arena.

The seats were filling up really fast. The men in black robes led Newark to a compartment in the middle of the Arena. A middle aged man was sitting on a big chair.
“Welcome saint Kiev!” he said with a tone of disinterest. “It’s been a while since people heard you talk. Today is the time!”

Newark kept staring down on the king’s wooden Getas, from under his hood. The noise from the crowd inside the arena prevented his swallows from being heard.

“Why is the hood on my old man? Why don’t you say something?” Drops of sweat started rolling down Newark’s face and before a drop could fall down, someone from the Arena made an announcement. The kind quickly turned back and Newark slowly stepped on one side, with the soldiers.

“FELLOW FERODIUMS! TODAY WE SEE AN AQUADOM DIE! IN THIS ARENA!” the voice announced triggering a loud roar in the crowd. The gates opened and two Shaders flew in, two more gates opened bringing in two bulls.

Three men entered the King’s compartment with a blindfolded man. They opened his blindfold and pushed him before the king. Newark couldn’t have a clear view of the person lying on the floor. “We have our lamb for today” the king laughed. “Take him at once!” he ordered.

As the men passed by Newark, he saw something that nearly took the life out of him. The man being taken to the arena was his father.



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10 days more. Cheers.