Hunter decides on his trick, and every traitor attempts to laugh but is smashed down verbally. First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/881637225/ Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/886044131/ Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/886026028/ Chapter 63: The sun has always been a source of light and hope, shining brightly through every storm and darkness. It provided brilliance to all who looked upon it. But even the sun is not invincible. Only a Stormer or Shade of immense power could cover it up completely during the day, plunging the world into darkness. This would be a decision made out of power and might, not out of necessity. It would be a show of force, a declaration of war. And if Hunter could cover up the sun it would be a clear deciding factor. But it required immense power. It was a feat only done once before by an ancient. But it would beat Rome. Another gamble. He looked up at the sun. Arrogant as always. Brighter than everything else. Above everything else. Even in the clouds it had to show a sliver of itself Maybe it was time to bring it down. Remind it the power of the dark. He looked Rome in the eye. “If I die in this feat, Rome, you win. I only wish that my name remains in honor.” Rome nodded in respect, and Hunter returned the nod. They may have been competitors, and Rome may have been arrogant and confident, but they showed the respect of one Prince to another Prince.
Chapter 64: Every shade in Sulla’s army burst out laughing. “You plan to do the feat of only one ancient?” one jeered. “You are not even over twenty!” another yelled. “The Sun Blocker spent years practicing! Pick something your own size!” another laughed. Both Hunter and Rome turned to them. “Quiet traitor. Your life ends soon, so shut your mouth,” Rome growled. “If he loses, he loses. You speak yet you cannot act. Shut your mouth cowards,” Pria snapped back at them. “You call us cowards, because we choose the winning side,” one of them yelled. Aria and Finick both stepped forward. “That shows your cowardice,” Aria snapped. “You don’t want to fight, just choose the winning side and do little,” Finick finished. But Hunter had already turned away. He was ready. Ebony barked, and Hunter put his hand on his neck. Together. They would block the sun. Even if it killed them both.
