Ahir, Guardian of Malor, Chapter 17: Returning Home Part 1

The sword dropped from Milton’s hands with a loud clang upon the ground and he started to wipe his hands off against his shirt. “I killed someone, I can’t believe I actually ended someone’s life.”
Ahir got up off of the ground and patted Milton on the back. “It’s okay, Milton. It had to be done. He would have killed all of us and who knows how many others if you hadn’t.”
Milton glared at Ahir. “Look at the foul creature you turned into when you came through the portal, I’ll bet it’s because of all the Aureus’Aevum that you killed. Now I’m going to look like that on the inside too.” Milton took a step away from Ahir. “I have a lot to make up for, I don’t know if I will ever be able to fully repent for what I’ve done.”
Ahir started glowing, and the light got brighter and brighter until it hurt Milton’s eyes to look at. The light faded away and instead of a black mist creature, another Aureus’Aevum stood before Milton. Milton grunted in disgust. “That’s not fair! How is it that you and Trixie were turned into Aureus’Aevum and I got stuck at a giant cat?”
A smirk appeared on Ahir’s face but his eyes quickly widened in panic. “Trixie! I hope that she’s alright!” Ahir and Milton turned to rush to Trixie’s side, but saw that she was surrounded by the three Aureus’Aevum that had been helping Lang’kahn break the seal on the sword.
One of the Aureus’Aevum held his hand up and snarled out, “You killed Master Lang’kahn! You will pay for this, starting with the girl!” He stared intently at his hand, and confusion filled his face. “Why isn’t it working? Why isn’t there any fire?”
Milton shook his head and shot the Aureus’Aevum with an arrow before firing its partner into the ground at the base of the throne. The Aureus’Aevum was pulled across the ground until it hit the throne and struggled to move away. “I guess getting rid of Lang’kahn got rid of magic, but it doesn’t seem like it helped the Aureus’Aevum to return to their senses. What are we going to do with them?”
Ahir shrugged. “I guess the only thing we can do is to round them up and take them back to the palace for the king to decide what to do. Now that Dar’duo and Lang’kahn are dead, I wonder who is next in line for the throne.”
Bar’bou’s voice answered, “No one. The royal line that has ruled over our people since civilization was founded twenty thousand years ago has been broken, and my people are left without a leader.”
The last of the Aureus’Aevum that had been threatening Trixie was pinned to the throne and Ahir and Milton rushed over to Bar’bou, who was looking better already. Ahir smiled down at Bar’bou. “That’s a problem to figure out later. I’m glad that you are looking better.”
Bar’bou snorted. “You know that Aureus’Aevum can’t die except by the sword, and the damage that can be done to us is superficial and quickly healed. That doesn’t mean that Miss Ameliason shouldn’t be checked on, or that Sil’abo would appreciate being trapped under that door. Ahir, you tend to Trixe while Milton and I free Sil’abo.”
Ahir rushed over to Trixie’s side and grimaced. She had bruises on her arms that looked like invisible hands had grabbed her, and he assumed that her back must be one massive bruise. He gently caressed her cheek and her eyes slowly fluttered open. A smile filled her face and she asked, “Did we win?”
Ahir returned her smile. “Yeah, we were able to defeat Lang’kahn. Milton saved me at the last second with a crazy bank shot off of your shield. How do you feel?”
Trixie tried to move and her face contorted in pain. She chuckled weakly. “I feel like I was hit by a truck, but I’ll survive. Help me up to my feet?”
Ahir grabbed Trixie’s arm and slowly helped her up to her feet. She groaned and grimaced during the whole process, but she smiled at Ahir once she was standing up. She saw the three Aureus’Aevum pinned to the throne and frowned. “Why are they stuck to the throne like that? Killing Lang’kahn didn’t fix them?”
Ahir shook his head. “No, they are still completely devoted to Lang’kahn, but magic seems to be gone. At least they couldn’t summon any earlier before Milton pinned them to the throne. We haven’t figured out what to do with them yet.” Ahir and Trixie made their way over to where Milton and Bar’bou were helping Sil’abo crawl out from under the door.
Sil’abo dusted himself off and smiled. “I’m glad to see that you all made it out of that fight alive. I thought I heard the king’s voice, is he still here?”
Bar’bou looked down at the ground and shuffled his feet. “No, I’m afraid he isn’t. Lang’kahn was able to kill him.”
Sil’abo’s eyes got a far away look to them and he dropped down to his knees. “No, it can’t be! Who will lead us if the royal family is gone?”
Ahir sighed. “I am sorry for the loss of your ruler, but I’m sure that you will be able to find a leader to replace him later. We still have all of the Aureus’Aevum that are loyal to Lang’kahn to deal with first. Does anyone have any ideas on what to do with them?”
Milton held his bow up. “They shouldn’t be able to break free of the pull of my Powaga Joursi if magic is truly gone. I could just bundle them up with this.”
Trixie tilted her head. “If magic is gone, why is your bow still working?”
Bar’bou shrugged. “Most of Laz’krit’s artifacts had amazing abilities before Lang’kahn discovered magic, it is something about the way that he makes them that made them special. Your bow should be able to round them all up, but what do we do with them after that?”
A wall hanging was pulled aside and revealed the three other Aureus’Aevum that had been fighting alongside Sil’abo and Milton outside of the throne room, and one of them held a chain up. “We could bind them all with this! They shouldn’t give us any trouble while we transport them then.”
Milton glared at the Aureus’Aevum. “Have you been hiding behind that tapestry this entire time? We could have used your help when we were fighting against Lang’kahn!”
One of the other Aureus’Aevum shuddered and looked away. “Lang’kahn was too powerful! If we’d fought against him he would have turned us or killed us!”
Milton made a disgusted sound and Ahir put an arm on his shoulder. “You have to remember that they aren’t fighters, Milton. We should be grateful they provided you with as much aid as they did.”
Milton pulled his shoulder away. “Whatever, just give me your chain, I’ll go and round the Aureus’Aevum up.” Milton snatched the chain away from the cowering Aureus’Aevum and jumped out of the window of the tower.
The Aureus’Aveum looked after Milton with discomfort. “I think he scares me more than Lang’kahn did.”
Ahir chuckled, “He should, when he gets serious he scares me too. Fortunately we don’t have to worry about him, he’s on our side. Let’s get out of this palace and go give him a hand.” Ahir and the others made their way out of the palace and found many of the Aureus’Aevum stuck together in a large ball, and the rest were sitting on the ground excitedly whispering.
One of the Aureus’Aevum pointed at the group as they exited the castle and excitedly said, “Look! They all came back out! That must mean that Lang’kahn has been defeated! I’m certain that the king will throw a huge feast to celebrate the passing of the biggest threat that our world has ever known!”
The Aureus’Aevum started cheering and dancing, and Bar’bou had to shout for a long time before he managed to get their attention. Once they quieted down, Bar’bou said, “I regret to inform you that the life of our king was claimed by his son, Lang’kahn, before he fell. I call for a moment of silence to mourn the passing of our king, and his son.”
The joy quickly disappeared from the faces of the the Aureus’Aevum, and many started to weep. Ahir whispered to Bar’bou, “The king seems to have been very well loved. I wish I had gotten a chance to meet him.”
Bar’bou sniffled and wiped a tear from his eye. “Yes, the king was loved by all of his subjects because he always put them first. He dedicated his life to making theirs better. He was the greatest of us, and he was my best friend.”
Sorrow filled Ahir’s face and he patted Bar’bou on the back. “He must have been a great man to warrant such praise from you; I’m sorry about your loss, Bar’bou.”
Bar’bou nodded his head. “He was, and he would be strong for our people right now and keep them united. I have to try and do the same now in honor of his memory.” Bar’bou cleared his throat and said, “Thank you. We will have a ceremony to celebrate the life that he lived and to mourn his passing at a later time, but for now we need to get these prisoners back to the palace. Someone call for an ani’voh, and the rest of you spread out and look for any in the city that may need aid.”
Trixie smiled. “I saw some other humans that had been captured by Lang’kahn in the city earlier, I’m going to go and help them get to the place where the others are waiting for an ani’voh.”
Milton nodded his head. “I’ll go with you. I’m sure more of Lang’kahn’s followers are guarding them.” Trixie and Milton disappeared into the city and the other Aureus’Aevum spread out as well.
Ahir smiled at Bar’bou. “Looks like you would do a good job in the role of king. Perhaps you are the new leader your people are looking for?”
Bar’bou shook his head. “Don’t be silly, Ahir. I’m simply a royal advisor, I have no business trying to lead this people. Come and help me make sure that Milton didn’t accidently pull any Aureus’Aevum from our side into this pile of Lang’kahn’s followers.”

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