Evolution begins with an ant colony

Chapter 145 The Gathering Of Heroes And The Beginning Of A Disaster

A few hours later, As the priests, Father Adrian and Brother Lorian, escorted Evan back to the grand, imposing structure of the Holy Church, they crossed the threshold into a vast courtyard the prists proceeded into the church and instructed him to wait outside. Evan's gaze fell upon an extraordinary sight, There, amidst the awe-inspiring surroundings, stood the other heroes - his classmates.

Eight of them gathered, each with a unique aura of power and purpose.

One voice broke through the anticipation, calling out to Evan, a burst of vibrant color. "Hey, Evan!" Mina's voice rang out, filled with warmth and excitement. Her remarkable rainbow-hued hair flowed like a cascade of colors in the air as she rushed toward him, a beacon of energy and familiarity.

Evan's eyes widened with a hint of surprise as he greeted Mina. "Oh, so you're here too, Mina?" he exclaimed, his features reflecting his genuine pleasure at seeing her. However, his curiosity soon got the better of him.

Evan continued, "where are the others? The priests said they were already here."

His question seemed to dampen Mina's earlier cheerful mood. She tilted her head downward and clenched her fists slightly.

Evan cast a quizzical glance around the courtyard, his gaze scanning the assembled heroes. "Last time I remember, we were a total of nineteen, not nine. Are the others running late?" His voice was laced with uncertainty as he sought to make sense of the missing members of their group. his curious gaze roamed the courtyard, taking note of his eight classmates who were present:

Lucas, A tall, athletic figure with short, dark hair and deep brown eyes.

Aria, An enigmatic girl with long, raven-black hair and striking emerald green eyes.

Max, a studious young man with light brown hair, glasses, and eyes filled with perpetual curiosity.

Serena, a fiercely determined young woman with vibrant fiery red hair and piercing blue eyes.

Felix, a cheerful and mischievous soul, with tousled blond hair and twinkling hazel eyes.

Sophia, An energetic and vibrant girl with a mane of golden blonde hair and an ever-present, radiant smile.

Henry, a calm and wise young man with sandy brown hair and an aura of tranquil wisdom.

Mina had striking, rainbow-colored hair, the hue of her eyes were ever changing, she was a spirited and vibrant presence.

Felix, ever the cheerful spirit, noticed Evan and waved energetically, calling out, "Hey, Evan, over here!" Evan responded with a hesitant wave, forcing a smile, though his thoughts revealed his reservations, "I'd like to avoid that guy; he always reeks of trouble." The gathering of heroes was an eclectic mix of personalities, each adding their own unique flavor to the group.

Evan turned his gaze back to Mina, curiosity and concern in his eyes. He inquired, "So, where is everyone?"

Mina's expression darkened, and she cast her eyes downward as she mumbled in a somber tone, "well ummm..."

Evan didn't quite catch her words and asked with surprise, "Huh? What did you say?" The news seemed to take him off guard.

Suddenly, Felix walked up to Evan, his tone carrying a mix of bitterness and nonchalance. "If you want to know what happened to the others, well, some of those losers met their end out there on their grand adventures," he began, a dismissive tone in his voice.

"As for the others, well, they practically got themselves kidnapped." His words painted a grim picture of the fates of their fellow classmates.

Hearing Felix's reply to his earlier question, Evan couldn't help but chuckle in disbelief. "That was a good one," he commented, "but seriously, are they still on a quest or something?"

Mina clenched her fists as she confirmed, "He's telling the truth. Chris and John are dead... Ken killed them." Her words held a somber weight, and the air seemed to grow heavier with the revelation of loss and darkness.

Evan's tone carried disbelief as he responded, "Wait... Seriously? You guys should stop, it's not even funny anymore."

Felix let out a chuckle, his demeanor lacking empathy. "Come on, Evan," he remarked with a hint of cynicism. "What are you, some kind of two-year-old? They are dead, and they're not the only ones. That's all! Why are you making such a big deal about it.

People die every day. What difference will a couple more make?" His words were callous, reflecting a harsh outlook on life's hardships.

Evan's frustration boiled over as he lashed out, his words cutting through the air, "That's so insensitive. Are you even human?"

Felix's laughter faded, replaced by a more serious tone. He challenged Evan, "What's your deal, Evan? You act like they were your friends. As far as I can remember, you barely talked to anyone in class, so how the hell is it your problem how I talk about them?"

Evan fell into a brief silence, his own thoughts echoing Felix's point.

A new voice entered the fray, a calm and soothing presence amidst the rising tension. It was Lucas, approaching the scene along with the rest of the group. His arrival marked a change in the atmosphere as he asked, "Hey, what's all the fuss about?" The others gathered around, their expressions curious, yet cautious, sensing the brewing conflict between Felix and Evan.

As Felix turned to address Lucas's question, he replied, "Nothing really, I and Evan were just having a little chat, that's all."

Max, never one to hold back his thoughts, chimed in, "Sounded more like you guys wanted to get into a fight."

Serena, with her usual hint of mischief in her tone, added, "Oh, a fight? Right in front of the church? Sounds like fun. Why don't you guys get on with it?" Her words held a playful edge, and her eyes sparkled with amusement, as if she was ready for some unexpected entertainment.

Henry's voice joined the conversation, incredulous as he addressed Serena, "You want to watch fight in front of the church, really? Are you some kind of psychopath?" He approached from behind her, adding an extra layer of surprise to his words.

Serena responded, a hint of sass in her tone, "I'm perfectly sane, I'll have you know." Her playful banter continued, and she met Henry's gaze with a mischievous smile.

Felix, sensing the rising tension, sought to calm the situation. He mumbled to the group, "It's okay, guys, chill. As I said, we were only having a chat." His words carried an air of nonchalance, an attempt to defuse the tension that had briefly surfaced.

Amid the banter and conversation, Aria remained a silent presence, her thoughts concealed behind introspective eyes. While her companions chatted away, she found solace in her own contemplations.

The spirited exchange was interrupted by the emergence of a priest from the church. His robes of pure white billowed slightly in the breeze as he stood before the gathered heroes, his voice carrying a sense of authority and urgency. "Heroes," he announced, "the head priest has commanded that you all come to see him now."

Several hours later, back in the godforsaken forest, the moon cast a silvery glow over the Ant Tribe's dwelling, creating a hauntingly beautiful nocturnal scene. Each of the homes emitted a soft, warm light from within, as tiny lanterns adorned their interiors. These lanterns swayed gently, casting playful shadows on the walls, as if they were sharing the secrets of the night.

The forest itself held its breath, the tall, gnarled trees seemingly guarding the dwellings, and the stars above blinked like celestial eyes watching over the miniature metropolis.

Amidst this ethereal backdrop, Oliver and Gedion engaged in a thrilling game of tag. Laughter echoed through the winding streets as they weaved between the buildings with astonishing agility. Oliver was "it" this time, and he pursued Gedion relentlessly. They leaped over the homes with grace and speed that blurred their figures into streaks of movement.

As he chased Gedion, Oliver's playful resolve was evident, a fierce light in his eyes. Yet, Gedion remained equally prepared to outmaneuver him. With a sly grin, he rambled about how Oliver would never catch him till dawn.

His voice held a hint of mischief as he added, "I could do this all night, Oliver, better be prepared because we're not getting any sleep tonight." The relentless pursuit continued, with the forest bearing witness to their moonlit escapade.

Oliver's laughter was carried away by the night breeze as he countered, "I'd love to see you try!" His pursuit of Gedion continued as they gracefully leaped from building to building, defying gravity with each bound. The forest watched in silence, a canvas for their nighttime game.

However, in the midst of the excitement, an unexpected, sharp pain surged through Oliver's stomach. His breath caught in his throat as he missed one of his landings, spiraling downward to the ground below. It was a fall that, in the normal realm, couldn't inflict any physical harm on him. Nevertheless, he remained on the ground, his face twisted in pain as he clutched his stomach.

Gedion skidded to a halt, concern etching his features as he watched his friend writhing in agony. He called out, "Oliver, what's wrong? Are you okay?" The nighttime forest had witnessed their laughter and playfulness, and now, it became a silent witness to the sudden, enigmatic pain that had befallen Oliver.

Oliver's response came through gritted teeth as he tried to regain his composure. "I'll be there, give me a sec," he replied to Gedion. He lay there, still clutching his aching stomach, and his thoughts raced with confusion.

"At first, I thought the pain was just because I had some bad lunch," he mused inwardly, his brows furrowing. "But even after hours later, it's still hurting, and it's hurting far more than the first time."