Why Me? (Re: Zero X Male Reader)

Chapter 16

Chapter 16. One Thing after Another

Beatrice stepped out from the portal she create with disinterest look, her hand holding the mirror that connected to the Witch Cult's. The trick to locate the mirror is not hard actually, she know how to did it after few seconds of poking and inspecting it.

Beatrice: "Hmph, to think Betty will dealing with people like this..."

She grumbled to herself in irritated manner. Seriously, she actually doesn't wish to be in here, doesn't want to go to the forest and dealing with some lunatic.

But it not like she have choice anyway. She know how crazy the Witch Cult is, the moment they set their eyes on something, there is no way to stop them other than kill them. They are lunatic beyond salvation, and if they indeed targeting their place then it better to wipe them off as soon as possible so she can return back to the library and read her books.

That's why she was here, in middle of forest... Though she won't admit it aloud, but she kind of happy to be out like this, it is been a years ever since she see the World with open eyes like this after all.

Beatrice: 'They are coming.'

She sense dozens of mana signature approaching her position, all of them average, there is one or two that seems extraordinary but nothing much, she expect no less from bunch of ingrate like them.

She take a breath once and then she begin to concentrate, feeling her own mana, and searching for a spell that will be the best to dealing with them. Through a hundred and countless spells she found two, two that will be enough to finish these lunatic.

Now all she need to do is wait for them to get close.

She slipped to one of the tree, using the big figure of the plant to hide her small feature, her eyes stare at the direction where the cultists would come.

75 meters.

Nothing visibly change from the scenery that she currently see, the forest and everything still quite.

50 meters.

Flocks of birds flying to her direction, indicating something just irk them and causing them to fly.

25 meters.

She see some silhouette from far, the bush around that direction started to shook, a sound of stepping reach her ears.

...

NOW!

She take one step forward to the cultist that rushing at her direction, mana started to hum from her petite figure.

Beatrice: "Ur Shamak."

The incantation come out from her mouth, and the World know darkness.

There is no better word to explain it. It was darkness, it like a mist and smoke but it's not, the way it wriggle and crawling in air make them different. It like a flame but it's not, it indeed lick and pollute the air but they did not change them, they did not do anything to it.

The darkness spread, crawling in space, like a web of spider, slithering in the ground, trees, like a snake and engorging everything it touch like a hungry animal.

And the cultist walk directly into them.

Too late to try to stop, try to escape, the darkness swallow them before they can do anything, there is no exception among them.

Those who saw it coming from afar stopped, they try to pull back but the darkness come for them, too fast and they too meet a fate that similar like their colleague.