The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

Chapter 467 The Hardest Game of Choices

[hawi]

the temple was plain and even simpler than hawi had ever imagined. for a place she had been forced to read about more times than one, it was quite disappointing to be the end release that all of this was what people had been fighting for for years.

it was almost like they were thrust into a world that didn't know the first thing about love and life. this right here was insanity at best and it didn't make any sense to her, even if there was a chance that reality was something they could take a chance on.

the temple looked like a big hall, with one revered table at the center of it all. everything was covered in gold and many things in here were simple, perhaps the reminder that at the end of the day, life would always remain a simpler one for everyone.

it wasn't hard to understand, but there had to be better things to fight for than gold, right?

"this is what they had been striving for? goddamn. i'd rather fight over a lamb skewer than this," hawi stated casually as she took in the sight before her.

none of this was making any sense to her, but maybe she didn't make any sense of it just yet, right? maybe she just had to wait and see what this holy place would amount to, now that everything was coming apart bit by bit.

"well, we're just at the entrance. perhaps your mind will change once you figure out why it is that important to many people," malika said casually as they went deeper into the temple the more they walked, the deeper they got into the temple and the stuffier the air got.

it was uncomfortable as shit and it was something that almost got them crying over nothing.

the shit in the area was uncalled for and hawi was staring at her protector a few times once in a while, disapproval written all over her face as if to tell her that there was never going to be a thing that would make her like this stuffy palace.

"are we at the best part of this mess, yet?" hawi asked thirty minutes into their adventure into the temple and malika just laughed at her softly.

she had expected this, but surely hawi hadn't expected that their roads would be filled with hugs and kisses once they made it to this point, right?

the fact that their bodies were still covered in blood rain wasn't even helping me because if they had been planning not to leave any trails. then they were failing spectacularly at it.

"if it helps, the entire temple is thousands of years old," malika said and hawi snickered.

"is that supposed to make me love the dust that is hitting my nose each time? and why can't you use your magic to purify air or something? you're powerful, aren't you?" hawi teased and malika snickered too.

they were at this for a while and the fact that they had been together for a few years now made it difficult to understand each other's languages in ways that no one would've been able to let them into.

or maybe, just this once they would have to try a little too hard and figure out the messes in the process right?

and so, they channeled all that and directed it towards the russels warriors who had been so proud of their fight you would think there was some sort of grand reward in the afterlife for them.

it was a pity really, how they were serving the dangers of the lemma. but then again, to each their own master, right? besides, at the end of the day, they all were fighting for what they believed was right for the realm and the people they lived with there, yeah?

well, maybe they would consider changing their loyalties later on, but until then they would fight for the people they believed in regardless of how chaotic that would become for them.

it was an honor for the protesters to serve the white wolf, and in that same manner, it was an honor for the protectors to be fighting for awuor hawi. it was always that simple either way anyway.

"for olyana!!" the protectors shouted as they watched the russel warrior burn to ashes because of the extreme energies.

they had been bested by the protectors of the realm and there couldn't have been a prouder moment for the protectors than this they had lived their entire lives being told of the russels and the chaos that family brought to the realm.

and the fact that they were finally taking part in the war that had never once been seen, was something that made most of them so excited to even be here. the protectors hadn't lost a soul, but the russell warriors had lost everyone.

pleased with what they had done, the protectors created portals and went through them, back to olyana. it was their time to get some rest, given they had been fighting for the last few days.

they had long lost count of time and right now they could take on just whatever came in their way anyway.

this was what life had become for them and if ever there came a choice to go to battle for awuor hawi, the white wolf again, they would do it without thinking too much about it.

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at the center of the sacred island, right where the temple stood, were the russel siblings who had felt their links with the warriors they had dispersed be cut. especially those who are out there with them.

it wasn't something that they had expected but they had to admit that hawi made the warriors feel like there were wars worth fighting.

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they had never seen such an influential leader in the realm, and one who managed to unite almost all the factions; which was unheard of, until hawi and they had to give her her flowers.

"now what?" amina asked once they were out of the cage and she held the sifir in her hand.

"we make the toughest choice," sebastian said, his tone cold as he looked at his siblings who could tell that something was wrong here.