Supreme Magus novel Chapter 2538

Chapter 2538 Rites of Passage (Part 4)

The muzzle of the guard was impassible, but small tears drenched the fur around his eyes. He had not only witnessed the demise of Ikara, but also experienced his pain, love, and last wishes through the mind link the alpha shared with the members of his pack.

When the adult Hati opened the door, the desperate owls of the pup were drowned by those of the wargs outside who also had perceived the last moments of the late King and had been forced to resist the impulse to sacrifice their lives to save his.

Solus was still frozen in shock from the coronation of the new King when Ymnar the Fomor walked in front of the Queen, right where Ikara had stood until a minute ago.

"Do you need a moment, my liege?" He asked while helping her to sit down before her shacky knees buckled.

"No, Warlord." Syrah shook her head. "I could use help in choosing my son's spouse. We need fresh and better blood if we want to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past."

"I don't know anyone with better taste in men than my wife Urhen. Come down here, darling. I can't do this without you. I literally can't." The Fomor traded insults one last time with Warsage Phemet before preparing his own blade.

After the King, it was time for a new Warlord.

The Balor lady in waiting walked through the double doors of the senate right on cue, walking hand in hand with a boy of pre-teen age. He was the most stable and powerful Fomor among the newest generation and had been chosen as Ymnar's replacement.

The young Fomor didn't share any blood with the Warlord but it didn't make the rite of passage any easier. The boy was Ymnar's disciple and had spent more time with him and his wife than with his own parents.

The Warlord had taught the boy everything he knew and now he could only hope that it would be enough for the boy to survive the struggles that abandoning their old home and dealing with the Undead Courts entailed.

"Master." The blue skin of the boy was grey, the blood drained from his face due to the terror he could barely contain.

"No need for honorifics, Uopha. Not anymore." Ymnar shook his head. "You can call me by my name, o Warlord."

Master and apprentice chuckled briefly before the gravity of the situation drained the joy from their laughter and faces.

"Do you have any last question?" Ymnar asked.

"No." Uopha actually had many, but none related to his soon-to-be role.

He just wanted to know why him and why now. Life in the underground complex was short and hard, but no one had a shorter and harder existence than the members of the senate.

Uopha still couldn't believe that his master had chosen him over his own son. Yet it was an honor he would have gladly turned down if only he had a chance.

"Very well. Urhen?" The female Balor drained the surrounding world energy, taking her husband's role and place.

'I think we've seen enough.' Solus said with a sniffle while husband and wife exchanged their final words. 'Can we please leave? I don't think there's anything else we can learn from watching more people die.'

'No. Ask Solus where the array control center is.' Lith replied. 'We can exploit the grief of the guards for the death of their leader to take a good look at it without being bothered.'