Tracked: A Valkyrie Saga Book 2

Chapter 21 - Breaking Point

After that show of power, I was almost relieved when I saw that ball of Energy hurtling towards her back. How in the world we were supposed to regulate this kind of power? What if she turned against us?

Delia Ray Olsen would be unstoppable.

--Prince Hernan Collins

It was either because of Max's shout, my instincts, or my overactive power level but a Shield snapped into place around me without me consciously calling one to form. A split second later, I felt a huge push from behind as something powerful made contact with my Shield and I stumbled a little. Understanding that this attack had come from the only other person in my larger Shield, I turned and glared at Alexei who was so angry that his face was going from red to an attractive shade of purple. Did he seriously just throw a ball of Energy at me when my back was turned to him?

I dropped my Shield and called my own long sword. It was significantly smaller and lighter than his, but it was the Weapon that came to me when I seriously wanted to hurt someone. However, Alexei had dematerialized his weapon, preferring to cock his arm back and throw a large ball of Energy directly at me. I stared into his angry insane eyes and refused to flinch or back down.

I didn't raise a Shield and watched as his eyes grew wide the closer that his deadly ball came to me. At the very last moment, I pushed the ball into the void, leaving me completely unharmed. Alexei's mouth dropped open in surprise for a beat before he started hurling energy balls at me one after the other. I started to slowly walk towards him as he continued to throw balls at me in a desperate frenzy. I allowed each ball to get within a foot of my body before shifting them into the void, never taking my deadly glare off of Alexei's face.

As I got within striking distance, he gave up on his Energy Gift and once again called the mammoth long sword and swung it directly at my neck. I created a partial shield to deflect his hit, grasped the hilt of his sword just below his grip with my left hand, and came up and to the right with my own blade, cutting clean through his upper arm. He howled in pain as his arm was severed from his body and a pulse of warm blood sprayed from his open wound landing wetly across my face.

Alexei's severed arm dropped from the sword, leaving the weapon in my hand as he fell to his knees before me, still howling uncontrollably. I looked down at him without any pity or mercy left in my heart. He had killed Tobias. He had threatened the guys. He had kidnapped me and attacked me after I had given him a clean-out. If I didn't stop him now, he would never stop coming at me.

Alexei Vasiliev had to die.

I hefted Alexei's sword within my left hand and crossed it with my own in my right, bringing the cross of blades to rest at the base of his neck. Alexei stilled as the metal touched his skin and he looked up at me with his insane eyes. He did not beg for his life. He didn't even look regretful or scared. He looked just as crazy as he always had and refused to look away as I tugged my hands back, pulling the blades through the king's thick neck. For a split second, nothing happened and it was eerily silent. Then Alexei Vasiliev's head started to slide to the left and the rest of his body crumpled into a heap to the right.

Oh my God! What have I done? I just executed a man. Cut off his head as he knelt defeated at my feet.

I felt sick. If I would have had anything in my stomach, I am pretty sure it would have come back up as I looked at the headless body seeping blood onto the asphalt. However, I knew I couldn't afford to lose my shit right now. I forced myself to keep it together until I could get somewhere where thirty people weren't watching my every move. Plus, there were still five other people that needed to be dealt with.