Death took longer to come than she had expected. Lou-ra's breaths grew slower, each one a ragged gasp that painted the crimson stain on the ground a shade darker. Her eyes, filled with pain of getting a massive injury, remained locked on Nicolas, a silent plea for him to win, to survive. She wanted to convey he feelings to him while she watched his face become more and more angrier at his opponent. She wished she had enough time to spend with him but it seems the gods have another plan for her.Nicolas fought on, his every move fueled by her fading light. He couldn't bare to look at Lou-ra's body which remained motionless on the ground.The battle between Nicolas and Xeno was a brutal symphony of light and darkness. Nicolas, a dervish of radiant energy, danced around Xeno's onslaught of corrupting shadows. His blade became a blazing comet, carving through the darkness that threatened to engulf them. Xeno, his form an evil mockery of human, laughed with a chilling sound that almost
The world dissolved into a red haze. Pain spiked in Nicolas's chest, as he struggled to get up from the cold stone floor beneath him. His vision blurred, focusing only on the glint of the dagger mere inches from his face. "I told you, you can never hope to defeat me" Xeno mocked, his voice showing happiness for his supposed victory.Xeno loomed over him, a cruel smile appearing on his lips.Despite his pain, Nicolas let out a snicker. "If you think you've won this battle, then you're a bigger fool than I thought you were" Nicolas said.Xeno's smile immediately morphed into something that obviously resembled anger, hate and resentment. He still couldn't get over the fact that Nicolas still talked so confidently, despite the odds stacked against him."I've had enough of this" Xeno raised up his sword with the aim of killing Nicolas once and for all. "I hope I never see your face ever again."A roar, primal and earth-shaking, shattered the silence. Before Xeno could deliver the final b
Skr'll gasped, the world snapping back into focus. The oppressive magic that held her pinned to the ground faded away, leaving her crumpled form on the cold hard jungle floor. Pain vibrated through her battered body, but adrenaline fueled her movement. She pushed herself up, eyes searching the surroundings for Nicolas.Across the room, the scene unfolded in an horrifying way that she couldn't help but turn her eyes away. Xeno, his face mixed in a mask of fury, lunged towards Nicolas, his sword flashing in the flickering light. But his movement was sluggish, hampered. In his left hand, where his arm had been moments ago, blood gushed out and he held his injury, trying to reduce the fatality of the blow he had obviously been dealt by Nicolas.Nicolas, fueled by a desperate rage, spun. His own blade met Xeno's in a clash of steel, and Skr'll saw a new ferocity in his eyes. This wasn't the calm, controlled fighter she knew. This was a predator cornered, fangs bared and claws ready to te
The revelation hung heavy in the air, a suffocating weight Abron hadn't anticipated in all his years as a powerful Demon. Five hundred years of simmering resentment boiled over, threatening to consume him. Nicolas' face, pale and slack, became a distorted reflection of his own fury. Abron needed to know more of what Xeno truly meant by revealing his so called truth. He wrestled control, forcing Nicolas' lips apart. His voice, hoarse with disbelief, spoke through Nicolas lips who wasn't shocked that such a thing had happened. "Why? Why, Xeno?" The question echoed in the now silent jungle. The sounds that indicated a tremor of anguish could easily be heard in Abron's voice as he inquired more of his half-brother who had held such a secret for a very long time. Xeno, his once angry countenance not changed into an expression that showed a flicker of fear in his eyes, recoiled. "I... I had no choice, Abron. There was a prophecy. The Queen told us we needed to make such a sac
Silence took over the jungle once more, thick and suffocating. Nicolas, his body still a puppet under Abron's control, stared at Xeno with a mix of newfound understanding and lingering resentment. He still couldn't completely believe the words his brother spoke were the truth, or maybe they were just words spoken by a man who wanted his life to be spared."What now, Xeno?" he asked, his voice laced with a weariness that seemed to echo through the ages. "What do you suggest I do now that I have discovered this huge bombshell which so you so conveniently chose to drop on me?"Xeno sighed, his breath calm despite the inner turmoil he battled with. He had fear that if he tried to strike his brother now that he seemed oblivious of his I'll intent, the plan might backfire. He needed to play it cool until he was sure it's safe."What we need to do now that you're alive is to make sure that the prophesy doesn't come to pass" Xeno replied. "Maybe your soul being trapped with that Nicolas fell
Confusion painted the air as thick as the jungle humidity. Abron, his control over Nicolas momentarily cut off by the unexpected arrival, watched the heroes with a wary eye. Hero Hinnel, the ever-so-righteous Paladin, stood at the forefront, his hand instinctively gripping his golden sword as he made his way closer to his enemy."Demon King Abron" Hero Hinnel began, his voice measured and calm but showed that he was pleased with the sight before him. "We meet once again."Nicolas, his body instinctively reacting to the lingering anger and resentment towards Hero Hinnel, let out a guttural growl, a sound devoid of his usual gentle nature."I would say I'm surprised you and your brother had a reunion only for it to end up in a fierce battle,but I would be lying" Hero Hinnel went on, his eyes surveying the damage to the jungle.Before Nicolas could formulate a response, Xeno stumbled forward, his hand still places on his injured arm. "Heroes! Thank goodness you're here! You must stop t
Abron's words hung heavy in the air, a declaration of war disguised as a truce. Xeno, his face etched with a mixture of defiance and desperation, met his gaze.Seeing that there was no use in him actively partaking in the fight against the heroes, he gently drowned himself once again in Nicolas' subconscious and let Nicolas take over from where he left off."I've done the best so you're free to do whatever you want to these dumbbells"Abron instructed. "Give them hell."Nicolas nodded his head slowly as he closed his eyes then opened them only to stare directly at Hero Hinnel."As you wish," he finally replied, his voice filled with a steely resolve.With that, the fragile peace in the jungle shattered. In a blur of motion, Nicolas, his body now fully under his own control but still getting a steady supply of dark energy from Abron, lunged at Hero Hinnel.Their blades met in a clash of steel, sparks flying as their skills clashed. "I saw that coming" Hero Hinnel said with a mocking to
The jungle echoed with the continuous clash of steel. Neither Nicolas or Hero Hinnel seemed to become tired due to their battle which seemed to drain both of them so much. All they cared about was defeating the other and finally eliminating a threat which seemed bug them wherever they went.Sparks flew as their blades met, the air thick with the scent of sweat and blood.Nicolas, his body enhanced by Abron's honed reflexes and exhilarating dark magic, moved with a terrifying grace. He parried Hero's strikes with lightning-fast reflexes, his own blade flashing in deadly arcs.Hero Hinnel, however, was no ordinary opponent. He fought with the unwavering determination of a Paladin, his faith fueling his every move. He unleashed a torrent of holy energy from his golden sword which brightened the battlefield, the air crackling around him as he pushed Nicolas back."I expected better from you, Demon King. At least something much more better than our last battle" Hero Hinnel said.Nicolas