Jaber:
"Yes! King Caesar never laughed...
But when he sat with King Ramah, he laughed and wandered the streets with him."
He gestured dramatically as they walked.
Jaber:
"There's even a story —
invaders appeared through a teleportation spell right in front of the Ember King and the White Fox...
while they were walking together."
Kras blinked.
Jaber:
"That day, crimson explosions erupted so violently that the people of Lenovard felt them...
before that kingdom was erased."
Kras sighed nostalgically.
Kras:
"I miss those days...
I was a child, I only remember bedtime stories..."
Jaber turned to Jamih with a grin.
Jaber:
"What do you think, Jamih?
Hmm?
What's your opinion?"
Jamih answered quietly, coldly.
Jamih:
"Be silent, you noisy fool...
Those were...
good days..."
Jaber smiled.
Jaber:
"Yes...
the Golden Trio..."
Kras's eyes lit up.
Kras:
"Yes!!
I heard the story!
They were legendary heroes!"
Jamih shot him a sarcastic look and kept walking.
Jaber raised his hands.
Jaber:
"As always — Jamih has no idea how to handle compliments!"
Jamih didn't slow down.
Jamih:
"Shut up, idiot.
Remember why we're here."
Kras snapped his fingers.
Kras:
"Ah— right!
Jamih was one of the Golden Trio...
Dylen..Kaser...
before everything happened..."
Jaber whispered to himself as he walked.
Jaber:
"Good...
the tension eased a little..."
THE RUINS OF LEONA — THE WHITE FOX'S LAND
They passed through shattered villages until they reached the rear walls of the city.
Jaber exhaled.
Jaber:
"This is our chance...
This disease weakens in warmth and heat.
They're strongest at night and in the cold."
Jamih raised a finger upward, staring at Kras.
Jaber blinked.
Jaber:
"Hm?"
Kras and the assassins stiffened.
Kras (sweating):
"Uh... Jamih?
What should I—"
Jamih cut him off with a deep, threatening voice.
Jamih:
"Climb."
Kras:
"Climb...?"
Jamih:
"Up.
You idiot."
Kras:
"Okay, okay!"
Jaber burst into laughter — then remembered they were on a stealth mission and covered his mouth.
Jaber:
"Ah— sorry..."
They stood at the southern side of the walls,
the area buried in snow, abandoned, silent.
Kras threw a rope upward with expert precision —
it hooked onto the ancient stone.
He began climbing swiftly and silently.
THE FALL OF LEONA — THE SILENT CITY OF THE WHITE FOX
Kras reached the top of the wall.
His eyes widened.
Before him stretched a nightmare.
Frost.
Howling cold winds.
Snow piled on rooftops.
A silence so heavy it felt unnatural.
Bodies scattered everywhere —
men, women, soldiers, families... even children.
Kras gripped his iron spear tightly.
Kras:
"Damn it...
What is all this...?"
The sky was dark, clouds thin and drifting.
From far away, the volcanic beam of Aurik pierced the heavens —
a fiery pillar visible even from Leona.
Above them, the burning dark comet blazed violently, wrapped in gray fire...
and beside it, a deep blue star shone with unnatural intensity.
Suddenly—
Jamih climbed up behind Kras, his voice deep and cold.
Jamih:
"Stop staring.
Is the perimeter clear?"
Kras straightened immediately.
Kras:
"Yes...
Everything seems empty...
for now..."
Jaber climbed up next, followed by the assassins.
He froze at the sight.
Jaber:
"By the golden sands...
What a horrific scene...
Leona used to be green forests... full of life...
How could they do this...?"
Jamih answered without emotion.
Jamih:
"They are invaders.
Merciless.
We must assume the worst."
Jaber exhaled heavily.
Jaber:
"Why don't we check that house?"
He pointed to a small home below —
a faint light flickered inside.
Jamih:
"Why?"
Jaber:
"If we want information, we need survivors."
Kras stepped in.
Kras:
"A messenger once came to Aurik from Leona —
his name was Aref.
He said the source of the corruption is the cave beneath the palace...
the sacred lake of Leona."
Jaber raised an eyebrow.
Jaber:
"Oh...?
Then the source might be there."
He looked at Jamih.
Jamih:
"And we might find Mowj."
Jaber nodded.
He leapt down silently.
The city was crawling with dark knights —
standing guard, motionless, waiting.
From the shadows, voices of Black Order soldiers echoed:
"Aurik sent its army.
They could arrive any moment."
Kras frowned.
Kras:
"There are soldiers...
not infected?
They're from Leona...
but they're walking with the Black Order?
I don't understand..."
Jamih's voice was cold.
Jamih:
"Treason, most likely."
Jaber:
"We need to capture one."
Jamih:
"Is that necessary?"
Jaber:
"Yes.
We need information."
Jamih looked at Kras and the assassins.
Jamih:
"Go."
Kras:
"Y-yes, sir!"
Kras and the assassins vanished into the shadows, moving through the ruined city to capture one of the traitorous Leona soldiers —
the ones wearing Leona's jeweled spears and white?fur cloaks.
Jaber and Jamih walked slowly through the alleys.
Jaber:
"We're close to the house...
All we need is to interrogate someone...
and wait for a signal from Aurik's army."
Jamih:
"Then we use the opportunity to enter the cave, retrieve Mowj, and escape?"
Jaber nodded.
They reached the house.
Jaber tried the door.
Jaber:
This book's true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.
"Of course it's locked...
and tightly sealed..."
Jamih:
"Move."
Jaber froze.
He heard something.
Jaber:
"Jamih...
I hear something inside.
Light footsteps... small ones..."
Jamih:
"Infected?"
Jaber:
"No...
After Laika's spell, the infected would've collapsed.
This might be enemies...
or survivors.
We shouldn't scare them."
Jamih:
"Fine."
Jamih tapped the door lightly with the edge of his sword.
The lock shattered instantly.
Jaber blinked.
Jaber:
"I forgot you're an assassin...
That was way too easy... haha—"
He stopped.
A sound echoed inside.
A child crying.
Running.
---
THE HOUSE OF SURVIVORS — JAMIH'S SHADOW AND JABER'S HEART
Jaber:
"You heard that?
They're ordinary people."
Jamih drew his sword and walked forward slowly.
Behind him, Jaber whispered:
Jaber:
"Don't scare them..."
Their footsteps echoed across the old wooden floorboards of the abandoned home —
each step creaking in the silence.
---
THE TRAITOR OF LEONA — NAMIQ
Meanwhile...
Kras and the five assassins moved through the shadows.
They spotted a man studying a map, with a Black Order dark mage standing beside him.
Dark Mage:
"Do as I commanded, slave...
or I'll kill you and turn you."
Another figure approached —
wearing a luxurious cloak marked with Leona's crest.
Namiq:
"Have you finished the cleansing?"
The mage bowed.
Dark Mage:
"One house remains.
We will administer the serum now."
Namiq:
"Good."
A Leona soldier hesitated.
Soldier:
"But...?!"
Namiq turned his cold eyes toward him.
The soldier stiffened.
Soldier:
"...Understood, Advisor."
He walked toward the house Jamih and Jaber had entered —
sword trembling in his hand.
Kras's eyes widened.
Kras:
"They're monsters...
Wait—
he's heading toward Jamih and Jaber!
We need to stop him!"
He clenched his jaw.
Kras:
"So Namiq is the traitor...
He's the one ordering the 'cleansing'...!"
Kras and the assassins sprinted through the shadows —
over rooftops, between broken walls —
tracking the trembling soldier.
Kras:
"He's not convinced...
He's scared.
If we capture him, maybe...
maybe he'll talk."
The assassins nodded silently.
---
INSIDE THE HOUSE — THE CHILDREN OF LEONA
Jamih and Jaber reached a closed door.
Jamih knocked sharply.
A child cried from inside.
Jaber:
"Move aside, Jamih!
It's a child — you're scaring him.
If I heard knocking like that, I'd run too!"
Jamih clenched his teeth and stepped back, folding his arms.
Jamih:
"Do whatever you want..."
Jaber knocked gently.
Jaber (softly):
"Hey... shhh...
I'm normal, okay?
I'm not one of the invaders."
Jamih scoffed.
Jamih:
"Oh, brilliant.
If I were inside, I wouldn't trust someone who says 'I'm normal' while breaking into my house.
Are you mocking me?"
Jaber:
"Shut up.
You're scaring him."
Jaber pulled out a few coins.
Jamih frowned.
Jamih:
"What?
Are you going to bribe a child?"
Jaber:
"No, genius."
He whispered:
Jaber:
"We're going to play a game."
Jamih blinked.
Jamih:
"...What?"
Jaber (whispering):
"Aurik or Leona?"
Silence.
Jaber:
"I'll pick Aurik.
You pick Leona."
He flipped a coin —
it landed showing Aurik's walls.
Jaber:
"One point for me."
He slid a coin under the door.
Jaber:
"Your turn."
A small hand took the coin.
They heard it flip.
Jamih raised an eyebrow.
Jaber smiled.
The door opened slowly.
A little girl stood there, tears in her eyes,
and behind her, a small boy hiding in fear.
Jamih's expression softened — just a little.
Jaber:
"We're here to help.
We're from Aurik."
Shahrazad opened the door wider, still crying quietly, trying to hide it from her brother.
Jamih noticed the boy's shoulder —
bleeding badly.
He knelt slowly.
Shahrazad shielded her brother instinctively.
Jaber:
"It's alright...
You can trust us."
Shahrazad looked at her brother's wound —
blood soaking through his torn clothes.
She took his hand and guided him toward Jamih.
The boy sat down, trembling.
Jamih pulled out herbs and bandages.
His voice was calm, deep, steady.
Jamih:
"You're a strong one, boy."
Jaber's eyes widened —
he had never heard Jamih speak like that.
Jamih wrapped the wound carefully.
Jamih:
"You endured this injury...
You'll grow into a strong man."
The boy stared at him, eyes wide.
Jaber whispered:
Jaber:
"How did he get hurt like this...?"
Shahrazad answered softly, tears falling.
Shahrazad:
"They attacked us...
We tried to close the door...
He got hurt because of me...
He pushed the door with me..."
She broke down crying.
Jaber knelt and hugged her gently.
Jaber:
"It's alright...
It's alright...
You're safe now."
THE CHILDREN OF LEONA — THE PROMISE OF MOWJ
Shahrazad:
"A boy came here...
He promised he would free this place...
and heal everyone...
But... weeks passed with no sound...
no news...
It seems he couldn't do it..."
Jaber looked at Jamih.
Still holding the girl gently, he whispered:
Jaber:
"She's talking about Mowj...
It has to be him."
Jamih's fist tightened.
The little boy stared at him with wide, trembling eyes.
Shahrazad nodded.
Shahrazad:
"Yes...
His name was Mowj.
He told me that...
He promised...
It was my fault..."
Jaber blinked.
Jaber:
"What do you mean?"
Shahrazad lowered her head.
Shahrazad:
"He was searching for a cave...
He said it was the source of the sickness...
I helped him find it...
I'm the reason he..."
Her voice broke.
Jaber:
"Don't worry.
He's alive.
We're here to make sure of that."
Jamih stood, looking at the boy.
Jamih:
"Rest."
The boy's tears fell silently as he stared at Jamih.
Jamih froze for a moment —
because in that child's face,
he saw Mowj
as he once was in Lajira...
crying the same way.
Jamih knelt and wiped the boy's tears.
Jamih:
"Don't worry...
Didn't you hear this idiot?"
The boy looked at Jaber.
Jaber:
"Hey!
Don't ruin my reputation!"
Jamih:
"Reputation?
What reputation?"
He continued:
Jamih:
"We promised things will be alright.
I'll mark this house —
only Aurik's army will recognize it.
Stay here.
Be strong.
Can you promise me that?"
The boy nodded, wiping his tears.
Boy (whispering):
"Please..."
Jamih paused.
Boy:
"Save Mowj...
He helped my mother...
She's sleeping..."
Jaber's eyes widened.
Jaber:
"Wait—
he helped her?
What do you mean?"
Shahrazad answered softly:
Shahrazad:
"She was infected...
Her body started changing...
Mowj came...
He healed her...
for us...
before he left..."
Jaber turned to Jamih, stunned.
Jaber:
"Jamih...
Did you hear that?!"
Jamih allowed himself a faint smile —
barely visible, but real.
Jamih:
"That foolish boy..."
---
THE TRAITOR'S FOOTSTEPS — THE HUNT BEGINS
Meanwhile...
The Leona soldier walked slowly, sword trembling in his hand.
He heard something.
A rustle.
A whisper.
Movement.
He raised his blade.
Soldier:
"I'll kill them...
I promised you...
Stay back!"
A voice echoed from the fog.
Voice:
"Are you sure?"
The soldier spun around.
Soldier:
"Who's there?!"
Snow and mist swirled around him.
His breath fogged in the freezing air.
Soldier:
"Show yourself or—!"
Silence.
Then—
A dagger wrapped in gold and crimson cloth struck the ground before him.
The soldier froze.
He stepped closer.
Soldier:
"Wait...
This code...
Impossible...
Aurik?!"
He looked around wildly.
Kras emerged from the shadows —
the assassins behind him like silent ghosts.
Soldier:
"You?!
Who are you?!"
Kras threw a strange powder into the soldier's eyes.
The soldier collapsed instantly.
Kras:
"Let's take him.
We'll bring him back."
The assassins lifted the unconscious soldier and vanished into the shadows.
THE WHITE FOX'S CAMP — THE MONSTER OF LEONA
Sylvans stared as a massive figure emerged from the smoke.
A towering body.
Thick, stone?like skin.
A colossal weapon — half spear, half jeweled staff.
And a laugh that shook the ground with every step.
MacFerdin:
"Fools...
You think you can defeat my greatest creation?
This child!"
He pointed his monstrous weapon at the limp body in his hand.
MacFerdin:
"My blood runs through his veins!
A masterpiece!
A revolution!"
He laughed thunderously as dark knights gathered behind him.
Sylvans' eyes hardened.
Mowj dissolved from her ropes like dust —
reappearing beside MacFerdin, lifeless and cold.
Sylvans:
"You bastard..."
MacFerdin:
"Where is the Crimson Prince?
Did he send a girl to fight in his place?
HAHAHAHA!"
Sylvans raised her hand —
a spear of compressed air formed instantly.
She fired.
The blast tore through dark knights like paper—
but MacFerdin lifted Mowj's body in front of him.
Sylvans froze the spear mid?air and dissipated it.
Fuad snarled.
Fuad:
"That bastard!
He's the one!
He's the one who corrupted Mowj!
He's the one who destroyed Leona!"
Lucas stepped forward, trembling with fury.
MacFerdin:
"So...
the blind prince of Leona.
HAHAHAHA!
How does a weakling like you rule a kingdom?!
I did you a favor by taking it!"
Sylvans fired again —
this time a golden arrow.
MacFerdin swung Mowj's body again—
but the arrow twisted mid?flight, curving behind him.
He blocked it with his massive weapon.
MacFerdin:
"Interesting, girl...
but useless!
HAHAHAHA!"
He slammed his weapon into the ground.
The earth cracked open —
violet magma erupted from the fissures, racing toward them.
Fuad leapt away, carrying Ledra.
Sylvans:
"Damn it!
He's using Mowj as a shield!"
She grabbed Lucas and jumped back as the ground exploded beneath them.
MacFerdin walked slowly, dragging Mowj beside him, heading toward the city.
---
THE BATTLEFIELD IGNITES
They landed in the middle of the battlefield —
Aurik's army clashing violently with the Black Order.
Fuad:
"At least the army is here...
Finally..."
Sylvans:
"This is only the beginning."
Lucas dropped to the ground, shaking with rage and pain.
Lucas:
"Damn it...
Damn it!!"
Fuad and Sylvans looked at him.
Sylvans:
"Don't worry.
The king is coming."
Lucas exhaled slowly.
Lucas (quietly):
"I know...
Finally...
Thank you."
Aurik's soldiers surged forward with terrifying force.
Fuad vanished into the shadows, cutting down mages with Mercury's poison.
Sylvans unleashed a rain of arrows, tearing through the Black Order.
Aurik Soldiers (shouting):
"For the Kingdom of Aurik!
For the glory of King Asser!
We answer the call!"
Mages hurled massive fireballs, clashing with dark spells.
Sylvans:
"Advance!
We must clear the path before the king arrives!"
Soldiers:
"HA!!"
Fuad watched in awe.
Fuad:
"I've never seen Aurik's soldiers fight like this..."
Sylvans smiled as she fired.
Sylvans:
"They're proud of their prince.
I saw it in their training.
They were silent for years...
Now they're exploding."
Fuad grinned, readying his dagger.
Sidney arrived, brushing snow off her shoulders.
Sidney:
"How annoying...
They're not leaving any targets for me."
Fuad blinked.
Fuad:
"Oh...
Welcome back."
Sidney:
"I see you managed to stay alive with all those wounds."
Sylvans raised an eyebrow.
Sylvans:
"You two know each other?
Good.
Then cooperate.
No talking during battle."
Sidney smirked and aimed her weapon.
She glanced at the glowing blue star in the sky.
Sidney:
"Falcon...
Wait for me.
I've brought allies...
Good ones.
The place we feared to summon...
is now the place saving everyone."
Sylvans shouted:
Sylvans:
"Set up camp here!!"
Aurik's soldiers roared and began constructing a forward camp in the middle of the battlefield, overlooking Leona's walls.
Inside one of the tents, Prince Lucas sat beside Ledra, who lay unconscious receiving treatment.
Sylvans approached him.
Sylvans:
"Stay here, Your Majesty.
King Asser ordered me not to let you move until he arrives.
He's coming."
Lucas nodded.
Sylvans paused.
She realized something.
Lucas had been walking, fighting, speaking normally...
yet his eyes were pale.
He was blind.
She stepped outside, preparing her arrows as the gates of Leona burst open again —
more Black Order soldiers pouring out.
Inside the tent, Lucas spoke softly:
Lucas:
"Everyone who looks at me feels pity...
haha..."
Sylvans:
"I didn't."
Lucas smiled faintly.
Lucas:
"They think I'm blind and weak...
But they don't know I can see their strength...
their fear...
their joy..."
He pointed toward Ledra.
Lucas:
"I can hear her heartbeat.
It's steady.
She'll survive."
Sylvans exhaled.
Sylvans:
"So that explains the title...
You're the White Fox."
Lucas smiled at the fire.
Lucas:
"Yes...
I am the White Fox.
And all of this happened...
without me knowing.
When I tried to fix it...
I made everything worse."
Sylvans sat beside him.
Sylvans:
"We all go through dark times, White Fox.
I left my home, my people, everything...
only to hear months later that the Luminous Tree was destroyed."
She looked toward the battlefield.
Sylvans:
"King Asser regrets every second he wasn't here.
He blames himself."
Lucas lowered his head.
Lucas:
"We were supposed to help Aurik...
I sensed Dais...
I wanted to warn Asser when I visited...
but I failed.
Now...
we need you.
For healing...
and to free my kingdom."
Sylvans stood.
Sylvans:
"Rest.
Until His Majesty arrives."
Lucas nodded.
Lucas:
"If you see a woman with white eyes...
bring her to me.
She's my sister.
The soldiers are hiding her somewhere in the city."
Sylvans:
"Understood."
She stepped back into the raging battle.
Sidney laughed wildly as she fired blue blasts, tearing through the Black Order.
Fuad emerged from the shadows, killing mages with Mercury's poison.
Sylvans narrowed her eyes.
Sylvans:
"Something's wrong...
They're letting us advance.
Is this a trap?"
She looked at the battlefield.
Sylvans:
"We're moving too fast..."
