CHRONICLES OF WHARI 12

Thari felt the tip of the blade prick her flesh.

"Just get it over with" she winced. There was almost no fear in her, just raw anger.

" Brave," came Muuaji's breath against the side of her face. "Very brave. I'm almost tempted to grant you your wish"

" Mistress? A Kivuli shadow said hesitantly. To the rest of the world, all  Kivuli looked the same. But Muuaji had long learned the art of identifying every one of her brothers. This one, was a high ranking warrior. She would know, she trained him.

"....we have the advantage" he continued awkwardly. " We should kill the High Queen, and make our escape"



Long Silence.

Muuaji flung Thari roughly to the ground and slowly approached the man. His comrades fearfully shifted away from him. No one knew what their Mistress would do. But judging from the glare in her eyes, it wouldn't bode well for the man.

"What did you say?" She whispered.

The Kivuli warrior looked about himself as if seeking assistance from his brothers.

None came.

No one saw Muuaji move. In a blink, her blade pierced the centre of his chest. He still had the same look of confusion as his body shimmered and dissolved into smoke.

Thari gasped.

No one else made a sound.

"Does anyone else have anything to say?"


  Muuaji demanded, staring into the faces of the dark warriors.

No one spoke. Most looked away to avoid eye contact.

" I came here for Tsunda," she said in a cold tone. "Not some snivelling teenage b**Ch.....now, pick her up"

A Kivuli yanked the High Queen to her feet.





Fhuro swung his sword at the Palace's outer door again. And like previous time, he and the Kulgan blade were flung backwards by an unseen force.

"We have get into the f**king Palace" Tsunda yelled desperately.

" I heard you the last eight times, captain"


 Fhuro said, struggling to his feet.

"Lord Zahr did this?" Tsunda asked staring at the Great door.

"I'm guessing its a magic barrier of some sort."

"F**k!" He heard Tsunda yell.








Outside the high Walls of the Palace, the towns people gathered. Men, women and Children exchanging fearful and curious looks .







"Soldiers and People of Wahri!!" Came   Muuaji's voice.

Everyone stared at the Platform above them.


The High Queen usually addressed the people from that there. But today, Thari stood  before them, surrounded by the shadows of the Kivuli,  with Muuaji's blade pressed against her neck.

" I, Muuaji," she continued. " High Mistress of the Kivuli Order  sentence the  High Queen, Thari to death for bringing shame to the Clans "
"Let her go, Muuaji! " Tsunda yelled. She barely recognized the sound of her own voice. She barely recognized the Frightened girl in the clutches of the Kivuli Mistress. It was unreal.


How the f**k had this happened? How had the Kivuli penetrated their defenses so easily? She had to think of something....fast. There was no doubt in her mind that Muuaji would kill Thari.


 She would execute her for all of Wahri to see.


 She had to think of something.





"The great Tsunda" Muuaji smiled. " I've waited years for this day.  Watch your Queen die.....just as I watched my mother die...when you took her life"





"What's she talking about?" Fhuro whispered.

"I have no f**king Clue"

They watched in horror as Muuaji began to press the blade into Thari's flesh. The teenager screamed. Muuaji let out a delightful shriek.


 Then her face became a maniacal glare.

" You hear that, Tsunda?....My mother screamed just like that....."

"We have to do something, Tsunda" Fhuro whispered urgently.

"I...have an idea" Tsunda replied.

Thari screamed some more .Even from here, Tsunda could see the terror in her eyes.

"You're not going to kill her"

Muuaji paused and stared incredulously at the Wahri Captain.

"What did you say....?"

" You could've killed Thari any time you wanted to," Tsunda continued casually. "You don't need a f**king audience.







Shocked faces stared at the Captain.

"W-what are you doing?" There was panic in Fhuro's voice. But the Wahri Captain ignored him.

"Tell me Muuaji," Tsunda continued with a forced smile. " Would you enjoy killing her as you would me?"

Muuaji's face was a mask of pure rage. She tightened her grip on the frightened teenager.

" I don't even remember your mother, but I'm sure the b**ch had it coming"

"Shut up!" Thari felt  Muuaji's breath mutter into her ear.

"I mean," Tsunda went on with some humour. " You've been prepping for years for this day.


 And now, you're hiding behind a child like some snivelling c**t"

" Tsunda,....I don't think this is a good....."

"Your mother must've been a c**t as well"


Tsunda ignored him. "I guess that's what you are, the product of a smelly, snivelling, dead cunt."

Muuaji threw Thari to the floor and let out a high-pitched scream. The sound was like a Banshee wail, piercing through the ear drums of all who heard it. It went on for a few more seconds as the Kivuli Mistress stretched her vocal chords to their limit. Then it stopped.

Long pause.

Muuaji was breathing heavily, her eyes channeling all the rage she felt for the Wahri Captain.

"Fight me, you b**ch" Tsunda smiled. "Come and claim vengeance for your c**t of a mother"

Long silence.

Tension filled the air.

"Wizard," Muuaji called out. Lord Zahr stepped forward. " Bring down the barrier"

The Kivuli shadows stared at her incredulously.

The High Wizard Waved a gesture into the air, and air around Palace shimmered.

Muuaji flung herself from the Platform, flipped twice in the air like an acrobat, the landed squarely on her feet with a loud thud.







Fhuro had never seen such agility and balance before. A fall from that height would most certainly break the leg bones of any mortal man. But Muuaji stood a few feet away from Tsunda, unbroken and enraged. The hatred in her eyes chilled him.

" The magic barrier is down" came  Tsunda's whisper. " Once we start fighting, you and the men charge at the doors....understood?"

" Are you sure about this, Tsunda?....she seems quite..... formidable...."

Muuaji unsheated her long sword.

"I can f**king take her." Tsunda said softly.


"You and the men just be ready"

Muuaji seemed to pause thoughtfully for a few seconds, then she smiled. It was devilish grin that held no humour.

"High Wizard!"

"Yes Mistress" came Lord Zahr's voice from above.

Long pause.

" Put the Magic barrier back" she said.

The air around the Palace shimmered again.

"Oh f**k!" Whispered a soldier nearby.

" What?" Muuaji arched an eyebrow. "You thought you could get your men to charge in whilst I was distracted?"

Tsunda was grinding her teeth.

"No one's going to save your Queen,"  Muuaji said walking towards Tsunda. " And no one's going to save you"

Then she charged at the Captain.

Muuaji came at her with the force of a battering ram. Tsunda  barely dodged the first blow, when  the impact of the  second  threw  her  backwards, almost knocking the sword from her hand.        Muuaji's blade came again at blinding speed. Tsunda deflected with her sword, but was flung off her feet by the sheer power of the strike.








Not since Krouh, had Fhuro seen such vicious fighting. Tsunda was barely holding her ground against Muuaji's storm of blows. Even to the naked eye, it was impossible to see the movements of both fighters. Wild sparks flew as blades clashed. Battle cries rang out as dust rose into the air. The Kivuli Mistress was like a force of nature: Merciless, swift and brutal. She was too strong and too fast. Tsunda was in trouble.







Thari didn't realise she'd been holding her breath while the savage combat continued below. Even from where she was standing, she could tell Tsunda was losing. The Wahri Captain barely managed to remain on her feet.


Tsunda was breathing hard. Her heart was racing faster than it ever had in her life. Her sword felt like it weighed a ton and her arms hurt like hell. But Muuaji was barely out of breath. She paced about Tsunda like a She-wolf circling her prey. She was preparing to attack again. Tsunda doubted if she had the strength to ward off any more attacks. But f**k it, she thought. This wasn't over yet.

"I'm going to plant  this sword in your chest, Tsunda"

"Just....shutup...(pant)..and fight, you b**ch"


 Tsunda managed to say.

Muuaji smiled, then in a blur came at her again. She feinted a low strike. Tsunda fell for it. In a blink, Muuaji knocked her sword out of her hand.

Long silence.

No one could believe it. Tsunda the Unkillable had been disarmed, and Muuaji's blade was at her throat.




to be continued....





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