When the demon unsheathed his blade, Kyle expected to die within the next handful of seconds. What he didn’t expect was for the demon to proceed to ignore him and start drawing a circle on the ground. Then another, then a third…
He drew a total of five circles, one around Kyle, and the other four intertwining with each other around the central one. Then, he proceeded to draw runes and inscriptions.
“What is this?!” Kyle asked, only to be ignored. His heart raced as he tried to make sense of the inscriptions. The language they were written in was only vaguely familiar to him. Some characters were in elvish, while others were a completely different tongue.
While he had never seen this spell array before, it’s purpose was very clear.
“Hey!” He tried to distract the demon as he carefully continued drawing strange symbols and inscriptions onto the ground. Where his sword touched the ground, a dark mark was left behind
Kyle gasped for air as the demon watched him struggle. His gaze remained firm. He wasn’t going to budge.The young man struggled against the vines helplessly. He could barely breathe, his lungs were burning already. His vision began to darken as he felt his body grow heavy. No, he thought as his thoughts seemed to slow. He couldn’t lose consciousness now – he needed to be awake for when Caille arrived!“I can’t!” he somehow managed to wheeze with the last bit of air left in his lungs.The Demon’s expression immediately changed. His fingers twitched, and the vines squeezing Kyle’s throat loosened enough to let him breathe.Blood rushed to Kyle’s face, some colour returned to his cheeks. His lungs hurt, they burnt with each breath he took. He wheezed and forced himself to take slow breaths as the world spun around him.“You can’t.” The Demon stated with a slightly surprised expre
Where the blade struck the ground, darkness spread. The array of five circles and hundreds of symbols and inscriptions came to life, radiating darkness, seemingly consuming whatever light was left in the great hall of the temple of light.Kyle’s eyes widened as the spells took effect, one after another.At first, nothing happened. The array drawn on the ground all around him lit up, the lights drained from the great hall, leaving only a few dimmed sources of light. Yet, nothing happened to him. He had braced himself for pain, but he felt none just then.Then, he felt it. The cold penetrated right to his bones.“Last chance,” The Demon reminded him.“I can’t!” Kyle shouted again. The Demon’s lips formed a thin line and rested his hand on the hilt of his blade. “Very well then.”His eyes flashed purple, and Kyle felt a sudden pain in his arm. His eyes widened as the pain began to grow worse
Kyle’s heart skipped a beat. “What? No!” He shouted as Luke took a few more steps back. He wanted to follow the Paladin, but the vines were still holding him in place.“How could we be tricked so easily…?” Luke muttered, stepping further back. “I need to let Igna know – she…”“Luke!” Kyle shouted desperately. He didn’t have the strength left to summon anyone, and the only one he could summon that could help him out was the Demon of the Nightbloom. And he didn’t think he could keep that being under control right now. “I wasn’t lying! I-“ He coughed. His throat was sore, everything hurt.“Please just listen.” He said with a hoarse voice. He didn’t have the strength left to shout. “Please.” He pleaded as the Paladin pressed his hand against his forehead, still shaking his head in disbelief.“I can’t believe this.&r
Kyle could feel Luke’s intense gaze on his back as he approached the altar. Some time had passed since they defeated the Demon of the Nightbloom, and Kyle had gotten the chance to rest a little.“You’re limping.” Luke stated the obvious. “I’m sorry, I don’t have any mana left.”Kyle chuckled and shook his head. “I’ll be fine, it’s not a big issue.” He paused by the altar and took a closer look at it. It was nothing fancy, just a white, marble slab with a flat surface. Kyle ran his fingers along the surface of it. It was smooth and clean. There wasn’t a speck of dust on it.“I’ll heal that too once my mana has refilled a bit.” Luke continued, his mind clearly still lingering on the subject. Kyle sighed inwardly. This was why he didn’t want to tell them – they started to worry too much. To treat him differently. Igna had done it too, at first. He didn’
Caille’s intense gaze was making this about thrice as hard as it should have been. She listened intently to his every word, and never stopped glaring at him. Kyle didn’t look at her as he spoke – he looked at his hands, forcing himself to focus, and make sure his speech was cohesive, and understandable, not an incomprehensible mess. “So… yeah. Sorry I didn’t tell you before – I didn’t want anyone to worry about me too much and hanging out with you guys was so fun that I thought if I told you, I’d lose that.” He breathed a sigh, then raised his eyes to look at the Eldritch Witch. There was no shock on her expression, not did she seem angry. She just thoughtfully nodded. “Hmm…” She muttered. “Uh, Caille?” Luke piped up. “Did you hear him?” “I did.” She said, clearly somewhat lost in thought. Kyle and Luke exchanged confused glances. “Then why aren’t you reacting?!” Luke exclaimed finally. “Don’t you realise what he just told you?” <
They ate a congratulatory meal before setting out despite Caille’s best advice.“We’ll be fine!” Igna insisted. “Look, we’ve got a raid planned for tomorrow – we can’t spend the night here!”“We can do the raid later, like… at noon!” Caille protested, only to be shot down by her guild leader again.And as such, despite Caille’s protests, they set off. Players rarely travelled at night, and their sleep schedules were a very small part of the reason. This world was a whole lot more dangerous at night. More powerful creatures left their dens, and visibility was incredibly low. Even Kyle’s raven wouldn’t help at this time because it wouldn’t be able to see anything.Despite all that, Igna was sure they would be fine. As Caille and Igna took the lead and rode out, Luke made sure keep the same pace as Kyle, following the girls from a couple of meters behind.
The sound of the arrows, bouncing off of the large, spherical golden barrier surrounding the group was a small relief.“We are screwed.” Caille hissed. “I don’t even have half of my mana.”“Show yourselves!” Igna’s booming voice surprised both groups. She was back on her feet, her hand resting on the hilt of her blade. “Or are you so cowardly that you can’t even show your faces?!”Kyle gulped as silence reigned for a good minute before the sound of armoured footsteps sounded. Then, an awfully familiar person entered their view from the woods.“Jeffrey!” Igna hissed, her fists clenched. “Couldn’t handle your defeat?”Luke stepped up, standing at the forefront, and Caille retreated towards Kyle. She shot him an awfully worried glance before turning her attention back towards the rich knight and Igna.“That defeat doesn’t matter.” T
The night sky was covered with a blanket of dark clouds. Before that backdrop, a blade, as sharp as it can be, glittered with magical light. It hung in the air for a split second, before Jeffrey the Knight shouted, and brought it down on Kyle.The young summoner drew a sharp breath as he desperately tried to cast a defensive spell. But he didn’t have enough time, and the strengthened pull of gravity had him locked in place. He couldn’t move fast enough, he couldn’t get out of the way in time!As the blade approached him, time seemed to slow for him. He watched everything move in slow motion. And then immediately, his remaining strength drained from his body, like it had been siphoned away by the wizard still unseen, somewhere in the woods.Then, an armoured hand reached from behind him, and caught the blade with no hesitation, a split second before it reached Kyle’s head.“I think this has gone on for long enough, mortal.&rdq