Chapter 45: Nowhere
Cades was panicking, what had happened, the raging storm in his mind and soul had bever wholly subsided, so much so that he was just standing there looking into the emptiness between the floating islands, dressed in various different types of worlds, as if it was a patchwork created by an almighty, capricious god.
Who or what was the being that caused all of this ?
Why did they do this instead of just killing him ?
However, after he had just stood there in a dazed state with violet eyes that had practically no life behind them he began to think about what he could possibly do next, and then he began realizing that there were chains, man-made objects that were all seemingly pointing into one singular direction, like a spiders net.
The chains were all huge, some were dozens of times as big as him, with each of the interconnecting, dark onyx links and some were just about as big as him, so big that he would barely be able to walk atop them if he had the need to do so, which he would probably have very soon seeing as he no longer had the wings that had been with him since the beginning, since his birth.
As Cades finally began moving once more, the raging storm in his soul still not having calmed down, he felt the lush grass under his dark brown, pelted boots.
The only reason he had not felt the sharp grass before was probably because of the kurakkans venom.
He felt how the grass blades penetrated through his boots, artifacts that he had enchanted himself and sliced open his soft sole, causing him to fall over and have his hands penetrated by the very same blade-like grass that had previously penetrated his soles.
Cades screamed aloud at the surprising pain, probably a toxic meant to do something he hadn't found out yet.
As he finally realized this, after just a second, he violently pushed himself up and ran, pushing the bladed grass deep into his soles, feeling as if he was walking on swords.
But he didn't stop, he had his goal in front of him, directly in his field of vision, there was one of the gigantic onyx chains made out of an unknown metal, a chain that looked as if it had been hammered by not the hammer of a giant or not the power of some god who formed it out of nowhere, but of a hammer that would be able to fit into Cades hands, albeit that parts of the seemingly ancient chains looked half-molten or unfinished but still functionable.
He a few mere dozen feet away but to him and his wounded feet it felt as if the saving chain was still hundreds of thousands of miles away, yet he was able to reach it within just a few seconds, his whole body being slowed down by a concoction between the venom of the grass and the venom of the kurakkan.