LEGEND OF NEVETSECNUAC - THE RENEGADE IMMORTAL - SECTION 18

Hugen and Uyuk knew full well that the contingent from Wenjenkun was headed straight into an ambush from Hell. All without exception would perish before they reached their postings; meanwhile the assault would be carried out in such a way that the blame for this grievous massacre would be unequivocally pinned on Kontu, and the inevitable conflict between the two giants would be drawn ever closer.  A prolonged war with Kontu would provide Korion then with just the means they needed; for both Wenjenkun and Kontu were equally matched in manpower and leadership, and the ensuing decade’s long war would invariably exhaust the massive resources and manpower of both antagonists. 

01- FIGHTING SCENE

Korion in the interim could play both sides to its own advantage, ultimately strengthening its own (standing) position. Their nation all this time of course would seemingly maintain its alliance with Wenjenkun right up to the precise strategic time when they would opportunely switch and form a partnership with Kontu to the inevitable detriment of the Wenjenkun nation.  This had been the alternate long-term strategy that was dependent on the anticipated failure of the assassination attempt.  Fortunately, certain configurations were still intact.  Thanks to the Crown Prince Herleif, besides his numerous other failings, was an incompetent, utter fool; so detested was he that neither the nobility nor the common citizens would ever rally to his cause if it were warranted. 

Sovereign Yoshikan (Sousing Nokuzuk Binchan) had also determined for some time now, that this seemingly strong Wenjenkun Empire was, in recent years, had gradually begun to rot at its very core.  At the highly anticipated moment of Zakhertan’s future demise (termination), the internal strife fueled in part by Korion's own gentry would tear Wenjenkun apart from region to region, while, powerful factions poised at its wings, would at once pounce to (carve up) siphon the existing, residual power of the government.

 "His Excellency Tuvering Bokurek has higher ambitions." Hugen nodded simply just then, absently sounding his inner thoughts.  "His main objective, as payback for our years of humiliation, is to effect more lasting devastation on them than mere vengeance."

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Hugen after exhaling deeply was about to continue when he, suddenly stiffened.  “There it was again!  No mistaking it this time!”   His keen senses had picked up the slightest, most minute stirring.

Uyuk, lost in deep contemplation, detected the sudden tenseness in the other and looked up sharply.  Drawing close, he was about to inquire as to what was wrong when Hugen's pointed look (mordant, acerbic look) at once stilled Uyuk’s tongue.  He inclined his head slightly to, discretely peer at the corner Hugen had indicated with his chin and then nodded in silent understanding.

Hugen lazily stretched his limbs and yawned then grumblingly ejected: "Hey, all this jabbering has worn me out.  What do you say, we call it a night?"

Uyuk let out a pretense yawn also then with a terse nod, consented. "All right, we can always talk more, later.  I must confess; I'm a bit wrung-out myself.  Let us get some shut eye in preparation for the arduous ride still ahead of us tomorrow."

The two men exchanged one more rapid, meaningful glance and then quickly set up their bedding in the respective spots. The candle was snuffed out and both Hugen and Uyuk retired to sleep with their backs to the far corner. Before long heavy breathing and the occasional snore emanated from Hugen and Uyuk’s forms, an indication that they had both fallen into a deep slumber. Their loud snores reverberated in the air, contesting with the resurging gale winds outside that completely drowned out the creaking of the hidden cellar door in the far corner, as it slowly opened, displacing (pushing aside) the mound of dirt and debris that had been prior heaped onto it. 

Two robust figures clothed completely in black from head to foot, silently crawled out of the opening on all fours, with the gleaming blades clenched between their teeth. Swift as reptilians, they silently crept towards the sleeping figures.  Momentarily about a foot away, they abruptly halted, perhaps startled by the sudden, ominous hooting of the owl; subsequently, rising to their feet with daggers already shifted to their hands, they insidiously resumed their stealthy advance towards the perceived, hapless victims. Murderous intent registering in their eyes, they poised to strike but before they could, Hugen and Uyuk at lightning speeds jumped up from their mats, somersaulted in mid-air and knocked the blades from the assailants’ hands, same time delivered two powerful (potent) kicks that knocked the assassins right off their feet and hurled them against the far wall.  But the two were no ordinary robbers, equally nimble and proficient at fighting; they’d, before hitting the wall, quickly regained their balance and agilely back flipped then struck back. In that split second beforehand, meanwhile, the two powerful strikes had caused the daggers to arch across the room and be permanently embedded in the ceiling beams.

A lightning bolt and then immediately after that the sound of thunder outside, judging by the proximity of it, posed a fresh threat to the combatants; even so, non inside paid any heed to it. A scant time to exchange threats, Hugen and Uyuk had swiftly been paired off to fight their opponent with incredible dexterity and skill. The ensuing desperate, deadly, highly competitive pitched combat lasted longer than Uyuk had anticipated, for both sides were equally matched in strength, stamina, and ability.

 In truth Hugen had been holding back, wishing only to subdue the opponent before the final elimination, to (interrogate) extract information from him. After thirty rounds with no clear advantage however, Hugen’s patience at an end, he fast abandoned the idea of taking a live prisoner. From then on, a marked difference in his fighting style had occurred.  

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Hugen's flawless, quite invincible, lightening intensity fighting technique (his deflecting of each deadly strike from the opponent, then countering it with more lethal force), each strike increasingly more vigorous and deadly accurate, had even impressed Uyuk, who had been fighting alongside him. Uyuk was furthermore amazed, how Hugen moved so simultaneously with his laudable opponent, each time countering every offensive even before it was launched. Despite the differing styles and strikes, there was still no surprising Hugen and soon his attacker began to falter; nearly undone, by his own powerful strikes and blows each time with heightened intensity being reflected to him. Then, sensing a rare opening, in one swift maneuver, a swirl and a blindingly fast kick, Hugen had broken the man's spine.

 The other assassin, seeing his partner so expertly vanquished, parried the next deadly strike from Uyuk then somersaulted high up, intending to crash through the thatched roof to affect his escape.

He had nearly succeeded too, but Uyuk anticipating this, had at once jumped up to simultaneously block and then, balancing precariously on the partially exposed narrow roof beam, continued the fight.   At scant opportune moment when Uyuk had just delivered his deadly kick, breaking his opponent's jaw and neck, the roof beam underfoot unfortunately, had caved in and so the two came crashing down. The dead assailant fell with a thud face down onto the floor of the hut while Uyuk had somersaulted to land gingerly on his one foot then on both feet, (none-the-worse-for-wear) unaffected from the violent tumble.

The last leg of the combat had been fought in pitch darkness (the howling winds continuously whipping everything about), blindly and by sheer instinct; notwithstanding, Hugen had heard the force of Uyuk's blows and had noted the agility with which he had avoided the other's powerful strikes. Presently, though the pelting rain had ceased, the flotilla of clouds remaining, still blanketed the skies and the ground. With the roof now partially gone, when the moon momentarily peeked out from under the dense clouds, Hugen noted in the moonlight, how completely at ease Uyuk was.

“The intensity of combat should have left him, at least somewhat winded.”  In that moment Hugen had understood how he had inordinately underestimated Uyuk's prowess.

But by the time Hugen retrieved the candle and lit it to examine the corpses more closely, Uyuk was back to (playing) his old tricks, acting as though he was spent, exhausted, complaining about his sham aches and pains and phantom bruises.

Hugen disregarding this infuriating charade turned each of the corpses over to examine them; he frowned to see that both had been totally expired.

"What did you expect?" Uyuk's voice was almost gleeful.

"I expected to detect some spark of life, for questioning.” Hugen glared at Uyuk.

“I don’t know what I expected." He then had grumbled, under his breath. As further setback, the subsequent careful examination of both corpses had revealed not a single clue of their identity, affiliation, or nationality. The cellar they had emerged from, contained rations for one month still unused, but again nothing specific in their wrappings or preparation to, reveal any practical (useful, handy) facts or identifiable markings for determining their origin. To the trained eye, however, there were clues to be had, hinted at, not by what was provided, but by what had been left out. Hugen knew how to interpret these signs though he, by design, refrained from disclosing it to Uyuk.

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Under his breath, Uyuk cursed his carelessness. Hugen was right, these two, were no ordinary assassins, he now pondered. All he had to do was hold back just that little bit; but then, why had Hugen not spared his opponent? Yet he was so quick to criticize him! Uyuk nevertheless, checked his ire and kept his tongue, with the stark realization that there might be others in these two's wake, which posed greater angst. The assailants with their incredible prowess had been barely manageable; should their associates (comrades, people), especially if they were from Kozurs or Black Molochs, were ever to show up in greater numbers, the two of them might not be as fortunate in escaping certain catastrophe.

Uyuk and Hugen, while succinctly had pondered on the akin concern, mindful that their key mission was still unfulfilled and therefore, not being at liberty to linger to permanently resolve the situation, both had silently and simultaneously had at once set to work to oversee crucial details before their imminent prompt departure:

Dampness had precluded (excluded) the possibility of setting the whole place on fire. Confiscating some of the assailants’ rations, they dumped the bodies back into the cellar and arranged the top of the trap door as it once had been. The partially exposed roof could not be fixed in time, but to buy time, they removed all other signs of a struggle from the inside of the hut, including the knives buried in the rafters. Rounding up all their belongings next and removing (covering up) any evidence that might lead the would-be pursuers to them, they under cover of darkness rapidly slipped away.

 

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(END OF SECTION 18)