The Godslingers 4: Chapter 46

Josh's P.O.V

I healed Zarana of her neck wounds.

I was lucky the amazons did not take me prisoner, because I was almost out of energy here, battling at 19 o'clock, and not to mention the fact that it's winter.

I only wanted to go back to my own time, but the fates themselves gave us chance to prove ourselves.

So, here we are, going back into the trojan war.

But the war is not over yet. There is still a horde of warriors to battle.

One Amazon approached me fast, and she held our her sword to strike me. I deflected the blow and notched an arrow at her neck. Sometimes I could be called a sharpshooter because I could shoot so accurate.

But the amazons would not stop trying to take me as a prisoner. It appears that they sense radiant power emanating from me, and they wanted to take me as prisoner so bad.

One came from behind me and grabbed me by the neck. I wondered if my friends are following or not, because she hit me with her huge hands and I blacked out.

When I woke up, I was in a cell, a prison cell. There are cells separating each men, and some mens are allowed to stay together, but I was alone, tied up with very tight chains all around my little body and my mouth taped with gag. Not to mention that my hands are tied behind my back.

I writhed, squirmed and strugged, but to no avail. I also tried to melt the chains, but my powers are useless here. The light is way too dim here and I am drained dry.

One of the amazons went for a little chat with me. "Hello, prisoner."

I glared at her, and she slapped my face hard.

My head hit the wall hard, and I was drowsy. "Don't give me that look, prisoner. Now you will rot in here for the rest of your life." She said, and closed the door, leaving me in complete darkness.

Is this what the fates want? Leave me to rot 3000 years ago? I thought we already explained things to them, and they still would not listen. So, I went to sleep.