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The Fate of Kir
After joining the legion, Kir initially considered escaping at the first opportunity, but conflicts with neighboring states began, and travel for lone wanderers became even more dangerous, so he decided to continue serving until things improved. The risk, of course, did not disappear, as he had to go to the front lines. In battle, he showed himself very well, effectively using teleportation, catching enemies off guard, and deadly lightning strikes. Higher-ranking officers noticed his talent for leadership, and he quickly rose through the ranks to become an officer. Over time, things began to improve, and service was no longer a burden, so he abandoned thoughts of escape. Meanwhile, Damien was in the city; he was also enlisted in the legion, but was not sent to the front. The Ilinar was trained in military affairs, but he did not forget about magic.
When the fighting ended and Kir returned to the city, Damien told him about what he had learned in his absence. This information concerned their past, specifically the person who may have been involved in the attack on them and the kidnapping of Tai. One of their former clients, whom he accidentally met on the street, told him about this. The thief said that he had heard about what happened and suggested that a certain mage, from whom he had stolen something and then sold it to Kir, might be behind it. Naming his name and coordinates, the man warned Damien, mentioning that this sorcerer possessed dark magic and had no less dangerous friends. When Kir heard this, he immediately decided to check the information. That item was indeed very valuable, if not the most valuable of those that had fallen into his hands, and therefore this version might be true. He persuaded his superiors to transfer him to another city, where the suspect lived.
For some time, they settled in their new place, got acquainted with the city, with their colleagues, and searched for information about the wizard. When everything was ready, they went to the sorcerer's mansion. The Darneyan brought two comrades with him, who served with him. Under the cover of night, they infiltrated the house; it was not difficult for Damien to pick the lock. In the darkness, they crept through the long corridors, examining the rooms, but found nothing suspicious. Only at the last moment did they decide to look into the basement, which turned out to be too large for an ordinary mansion and well lit. There they discovered something resembling a mixture of a laboratory and a madman's lair. Various devices, vials, containers with unknown liquids, tubes, several metal cages, and a couple of sturdy glass ones were standing around, which were connected to a small tank by means of hoses. Kir was most attracted to two tables equipped with leather straps. Both had traces of blood, and scraps of clothing lay nearby. Clearly, some kind of experiments were being carried out here, or people were simply being tortured. Everyone was so shocked by the discovery that they didn't even hear the owner of the house and his friend coming down the stairs. Discovering uninvited guests in his house, the sorcerer angrily asked, but noticing the emblems of the city guard on them, he immediately attacked. As soon as the mage directed his hand towards the intruders, one of Kir's comrades immediately collapsed to the ground. The sorcerer's friend did not wait and threw a fireball at Damien, but he managed to raise a wall in front of him, using earth magic. Instantly breaking through the wooden floor, the earthen mass rose upwards, destroying the furniture and other objects in the room, and damaging the staircase on which the inhabitants of the house were standing. The sorcerer stood firm, grabbing the railing, and his friend did not have time to react and, falling over the wooden fence, collapsed to the floor, hitting his head badly in the fall. While the owner of the house was recovering, the Darneyan teleported behind him and pressed a dagger to his throat. He began to ask about the attack and Tai. The mage first pretended not to understand what he was talking about, and after mentioning the stolen valuable item, he began to joke and speak in riddles, further irritating the already nervous Darneyan.
- Yes, I could have planned the attack to teach the thieves a lesson, he-he, - the sorcerer said, laughing. - As for your... what was her name?
- Tai! - Kir exclaimed angrily and pressed the dagger harder against his captive's throat.
- If I'm not mistaken, she was also a Darneyan, right? Well... to be honest, I don't remember. You see, I had many women as guests, including Darneyans, so I can't remember them all. Besides, they didn't stay with me for long...
The Darneyan could not see the sorcerer's face, but he felt that he was smiling; this was clear from his intonation.
- Bastard, - Kir gritted his teeth. His voice conveyed all his inner anger, which finally burst out.
- Although, you know what? Maybe I do remember her. Did she have brown hair?
- What did you do to her?!
- Why do you think I touched her? Maybe I gave her to someone, huh?
- To whom?! Answer me!
- Let's see, who could I give her to... Let me think, hmm... I don't even know. Will you let me go if I tell you?
- After everything you've done?
- So, no. Apparently, I'm facing a cell or something worse, right? - the mage laughed again.
- Don't test my patience... - the Darneyan was getting angrier.
- You Darneyans are too principled and stubborn. You offer a deal, a beneficial offer, try to do what's best, please the guest, and ask for a little humility in return, to be more accommodating, not to resist, not to cooperate, forcing you to use force. Some even manage to resist magic. But I'm not made of iron either, and I can't always calculate my strength, and my mood can be easily spoiled.
- What are you getting at?!
- That, my friend, not all of my guests were able to be of use to me. I couldn't come to an agreement with some, and some left me before I had time to get any benefit from our acquaintance.
- You... you killed her? - Kir's voice trembled as he asked this question. The Darneyan had lost control of himself.
- Killed? No, what are you talking about... people are killed intentionally, but in this case, it was more of an accident, I'm sorry. But you know, sometimes it happens...
The sorcerer did not have time to finish speaking; blood gushed from his throat, and in the next second, he collapsed dead.
As it turned out later, this man was part of a group consisting exclusively of dark wizards. Almost all of them were Ishanadians and conducted experiments on people. However, this had nothing to do with necromancy. Strangely enough, they did not deal with the dead, so all their victims were most likely killed during the experiments, or before them, if you believe the sorcerer's words. It was also not possible to find out the purpose of these experiments.
When the legion of death knights was renamed the legion of death, Kir was able to leave his service. Now he had a new goal: he wanted to rid the world of Ishanadian magic and those who practiced it. This became his obsession, his mania, and the meaning of his life. Damien went with him, but not so much because of similar views, but because he wanted to be near and protect his mentor from the dangers that he could bring upon himself during his travels. For several years, they traveled the world in search of dark wizards, and Kir killed them all. The count went into the dozens, or even more. They went further and further south, because that was where the source of this evil was located. This continued until the Darneyan was killed in one of the battles with the wizards. However, Damien was able to take revenge on them and honorably bury the man who had become like a father to him. Now the Ilinar was already an adult and was quite ready for an independent life, for his own personal journey.
he took a tome, amulet, scroll there. he studied magic and so on. his further fate is unknown
Граф Орлов
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