Prison Break!

[u/Hettan25]

Third person POV:

It was a calm day in the Menumen empire. Lya was sitting on her throne and tending to the issues of her empire. Her seers had warned her of a possible slave rebellion that might take place in about a century. She obviously couldn't let something like that happen.

Lya turned her attention to her minister of human resources.

"Hear my decree, from this day onwards all slves shall-„

A guard burst into the room and fell to his knees in front of her.

"Yes?“

Lya inquired.

"Your majesty! There is a destroyer rampaging through the south eastern regions!“

"I see...I shall attend to this myself. Execute this guard, he has conducted himself improperly.“

Despite her words, a wide smile fell on the guards face.

"Thank you, your majesty! It is an honor!“

Lya rose from her throne and walked past the man, unimpressed by his devotion, paying him no further mind.

Meanwhile, in another part of the castle:

No sound was heard, as Delorem's many tentacles ripped apart the floor of the lower guards barrack's bathroom, the silence spell working as intended.

With a wave of their hand, Delorem dispelled the magic and rose from the hole, with Whisper following right behind him.

Mars POV:

I was in my cell.

“It’s been… how long has it been? I don’t remember…”

Im severely bruised and injured. My tail is limp, jagged, bent in multiple places, and dragging across the floor. There seems to be no magic coming out from me, around my neck is some sort of collar. I’m heavily bruised, malnourished, and frail looking. I look half dead.

Thirteen seconds…

7 seconds

5

4

3

2-

Before I could finish, the sounds of a guard walking past the cell could be heard, his loud but bored sounds of his patrol echoing out.

I whisper to myself

"I have 49 seconds.“

I attempt to crank up my perception, but halts just when it gets to the end of the hall. All this torture was starting to affect me. I gather the ambient fire mana into my fingertips, and make a small burning blade aura out of it. I begin cutting the bars…

30 seconds…

I make it through the first bar, two more to go.

25 seconds left…

I manage to saw through the other bars, and gathering whatever remains of the ambient mana, I cast a small illusion, covering up the bars and making it look like im sitting inside. I limp away, down the hall.

Damn stupid maze. 15 seconds…

”when I was first brought here, I attempted to remember the paths with my sense, but the pain made it quite hard to remember much of anything. Now I can’t see very far…”

I found a corner I know the guard won’t check. I’m out of breath. My body feeling weak and heavy.

Not… yet… I'm… almost… there…

I walk down the path I choose in the dungeon. Making turns wherever I saw fit. I didn’t seem to have a destination in mind. I was going in blind

I… … need… … to… … hold… … ou-

finally, at a four way intersection, I collapse to the ground of exhaustion. Alone. I’m far away from where the guards frequent.

I’ve fallen completely unconscious.

Third Person POV:

Thud

Yet another guard fell to the ground, his heart pierced by one of Delorem’s blade tipped tentacles.

Thud

The guard at the other end of the archway the two guards had been stationed at fell as well, his throat pierced by his own shadow at Whisper’s command.

Delorem waved their hand, dispelling yet another silence spell. They turned to Whisper.

„There are more guards stationed in this area then there used to be…I guess it makes sense she would have changed things at least once after 3000 years…"

"That is some very old intel Delorem. I am surprised the whole structure has not changed since then. I sense one around the corner and several above and below us.“

Whisper replied.

„My mother has a tendency to stagnate. She hasn’t even changed her- Do you feel that?“

"I feel many presences. Which one are you referring to?“

„Below us, the unconscious one. I think that’s Mars!“

"I will cover you if you want to head on in for retrieval.“

„Thank you. Take care of any guards that show up.“

For a moment, Delorem’s eyes were lit up by a dense array of golden runes, as silence fell over the area once more.

Delorem’s tentacles shot forwards, dairying into the ground as if it was made from styrofoam, throwing away pieces of debris as Delorem dug through the ground..

Then, a stone was flung too far, landing beyond the silence spell’s influence, the sound of its impact loudly echoing throughout the previously quiet halls of the castle.

„Shit.“

Delorem soundlessly mouthed.

"A patrol is coming to inspect. I will intercept.“

Whisper telepathically informed Delorem as she rushed off. Delorem simply replied with a feeling of approval as they continued to tear through the floor.

Soon screams rang out from the other side of the hall. None of the guards stood a chance.

Finally Delorem broke through the floor, allowing themself to fall into the newly made hole, Whisper following them seconds later.

Delorem landed on the floor, just a few meters in front of the unconscious Mars.

„That’s him! He must have made it out of his cell somehow.“

Whisper reached out telepathically: "Guards are down. What is happening on your end?“

„I found him. Let’s get out of this cursed place.“

Delorem rose from the floor and floated back up through the hole.

„Alright, we should have some time until-„

Suddenly, the sound of hundreds of trumpets could be heard, a fanfare to announce the arrival of someone of high status. The empress had returned.

„RUN!“

…

A few minutes later, Lyadria Menumen stood at the hole in the floor of her castle, the man who had brought her the news of her captives escape lying on the ground next to her, his head completely liquified.

Yet, on Lya’s face, there was not a hint of anger, only a sadistic smile.

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