After a long wait, the new chapter finally comes ... have fun

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"Saylon, damn it, run!" Serano yelled at his friend. He was still sitting in front of the wall and looked in horror at the guards, who came at a frenzied gallop towards him.
"SAYLON !!!", Serano shouted even louder. The brown-haired looked up, startled, and only now seemed to realize what was going on. He got up and ran past Serano, who immediately jumped after him. They ran across the wide plain. Their hearts raced and their legs only carried them out of sheer flight instinct. They could hardly breathe and did not dare to look back.
Suddenly Serano stumbled. It hit the dry ground with full force and bloodied its nose. He felt the stabbing pain in his forehead and felt the warm blood running into his mouth. He spat the dirt and blood out of his mouth and yelled at his friend again: "Run! Go and get help!", Saylon obeyed his friend and ran on. He looked behind him and saw how the riders stopped near Serano and let him run himself.
"Get up!", One of the guards looked down at Serano. When he didn't obey immediately, he grabbed the blond by the hair and brutally pulled him upstairs. Serano had a metallic taste in his mouth, which slowly ran down his throat. His legs were still shaking from running and the hard impact. He didn't even notice that his palms and knees were grazed and festered, at the moment his instincts were fully focused on the 3 guards who roughly tied him up and laid him over the horse.
He cursed softly that he got caught, that could, no, would be his death. He also hoped that Saylon would get away and get him out of here before it was too late.
The small group rode off at a brisk gallop in the other direction. Serano's head pulsed and his nose wouldn't stop bleeding.They came quickly through the great gate of the city and rode through the shady and dirty streets. Serano was about to pass out. He didn't really notice how they rode through the gate of the palace.
Only when he was brutally thrown on the floor did the blonde look up and he couldn't breathe. It was right in front of her, in front of the Zalat. She looked down at him coldly. Her white hair was blowing slightly, although there was no wind in the room.
"What are you bringing me here? A simple gypsy?", Her voice was calm, but the anger that lay in it made the guards take a step backwards.
Serano looked up and recognized someone besides the demoness. A young girl with dark, brown curly hair in a red dress. She was sitting in a chair looking exhausted and scared. He knew her from somewhere. Serano's head began to work as he got out of here.
The demon rose slowly and gracefully from her chair and approached the boy on the floor. She grabbed his long blond hair and yanked his head back. He was forced to look into the woman's black eyes and he felt the power rob his mind. Then he heard the hysterical voice of a girl. He tore himself away and looked at the girl behind the demoness. She shouted: "No, Ai ... please not again!", Her voice cracked and she was trembling noticeably all over. Ai just smiled and turned back to Serano.

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Saylon was still running ... he saw the river ahead and stopped. The guards had not been behind him for a long time. He propped himself up on a stone and tried to catch his breath. He only slowly realized that Serano, his best friend, was captured ... He sank into the dry grass and closed his eyes.
His thoughts flew to his family, to the gypsies. He could still see how the tents were high in flames. How his mother fended off a thaal with a burning stake before it knocked her to the ground and thrust his sword into her chest.Saylon startled, he shuddered and tried to banish the bloody images from his head. He and Serano had escaped together, they didn't know who else could escape, but they didn't hope to see anyone again.
And now Serano had also been captured. Saylon knew for sure that his fate was no better than death. The brown-haired boy got up, he had to get help, even if it was probably too late for Serano, there were other people in Rostalg who were hoping to be saved.
He looked around and tried to orient himself. He knew that he had to be on the Sir`chet river, the capital was south of him. Saylon turned around and looked one last time into the cloudy midday sun, he said quietly: "I will save you!", Then he turned and ran north along the river.

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"I'll go with him!", The Elf spoke in a calm voice, but firmly. "No, you won't!", An older Elf stood up and looked at her punishingly. Next to them was another Elbe, hardly older than the woman next to him. You could feel the air crackling. "Father, I cannot stay here and watch our country go under! I am the leader of the riders and archers, I am obliged to go with them!" The older Elbe turned his gaze to the young Elf. He shrugged his shoulders. "Who do you mean! As a daughter, you are obliged to stay here!" "Sorana, you don't have to come with me!" "No, I know Sorenus, but I want to! When do we leave?" The young Elbe was breathing heavily and said: “Tonight!” “My son, I beg you, take care of your sister!” said the father and looked at his children urgently. "I will!" Promised the Elbe.
Then the two of them left the tent and ran past an elf without lifting her head, who had the same fiery red hair as Sorenus, but Sorana's eyes.The two heard the Elf come into the house and ask loudly: "You are letting her go? She is still so young! Dearest, whom what happens to her?" The two quickly disappeared, they couldn't hear their mother so desperately.
Sorana could still see the Farthlyn. When it caught fire, all high-ranking Elves were called together, including them. When she came into the dark room, she saw the ball in front of her. But instead of dark, bluish and as if made of stone, a fire burned inside her, which greedily snaked along the stone and tried to break out of the sphere. The light was subdued and the serious faces that looked at the sphere cast deep shadows. Shortly afterwards she followed her brother to her father.

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Alissa sat on her horse and looked back. They were now crossing the Rennok River over the only bridge. The river ran in a deep gorge, where it rushed towards the sea.
She and her friend Kris have now left Arath, their homeland. Three other women rode beside them. Behind them lay a long way that had to be covered as quickly as possible and now they were already quite close to their goal.
The Farthlyn had ignited on them too, and for the first time since the Age of Death, the Amazons emerged from their realm.
"Kris, where is Ylion?", Alissa herself didn't know exactly, she didn't know the Elven fairy tales enough for that. The young warrior turned and said: "It is in the Sickle Mountains that surround the forests of Wynth. It is the holy city of Eowynth. The last time humans and Amazons entered this city at the beginning of the Age of Death. Since then only the Eowynth have known in what state the city is. "
Alissa sank into her thoughts, before her eyes a wonderful elven city built up. She only knew the massive wood and stone houses of the Amazons, the jungle and the sandy soil around Lake Mapi. She knew that she would not see her home again very quickly and that the greatest adventure of her life was waiting in front of her.She wasn't afraid, not as an Amazon warrior, but the queasy feeling in her stomach wouldn't go away.

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The king sat alone in the great hall. His head was with his daughter, who would be on her way in a few hours. On a journey he couldn't have made. He sat up heavily and called a guard. "Get me the stable boy Dakoto!" Less than five minutes later, the young man was standing in front of him, a little nervous.
The king got up and then began to speak: "Boy, I have a request for you ... it is not an order, but a father's wish.", The king broke off and the blond in front of him was visibly nervous.
He and the king's daughter Hana were inseparable friends, although the courtly rules did not allow such a thing. They met regularly and he had taught her to fight. He had helped her out of the castle walls, had shown her the city. He knew everything about Hana, and she knew everything about him as well. He started kneading his hands, hoping his punishment wouldn't be that bad.
"Don't worry, I want you to accompany Hana! She trusts you more than anyone else! And I think you're the only one I can trust." Now Dakoto looked quite astonished: "You want me to accompany your daughter? "
The king smiled at him: "You made my daughter a rebel and a stubborn head. You taught her to fight with sword, ax and bow and let her break out of the castle and show her the city from all sides. Thanks to you she has a loose mouth and a knowledge that almost surpasses mine, unfortunately not in history and linguistic contact. Your punishment would be heavy, but I allowed it for years. ", Dakoto wanted to interrupt the king, but he raised his hand imperiously and silenced him: "Yes, I knew about you, for over 5 years I have known that she regularly breaks out with you.But I also know that it makes her happy. She's not the decent lady-in-waiting, neither was her mother, and if I locked her up here, she would get sick, sick like a bird in a cage. I ask you to accompany them and take care of them. She means everything to me! Take this and then go! ", the king pointed to a large wooden chest at his feet and then left the room.
Dakoto looked after him confused and then knelt down to open the box. Inside lay brozene armor, robust leather clothing and a beautiful sword with a silver hilt and emeralds. Dakoto picked it up and realized that it was forged by Elven hands and sat perfectly in the hand. Suddenly he heard the door open behind him and a knight entered. "Dakoto? You should change! Your horse is