Me And My Flames (on hold)

Chapter Fourteen: My Weakness

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Screams erupted around me as men burned to their deaths, by my hand of course. And yet they continued to surge on and attack me with all their might. They were mere insects compared to my power, but with such masses in their numbers I knew they would eventually exhaust me. After all I was only... what am I exactly? No time to think about that, I thought and tried to focus on the battle before me. I flew up in the air in elegant beats of my wings as I shot large fireballs and long bursts of flames at the struggling army below. But no matter how many of them I took out more just seemed to come spilling out of the dark, foreboding, woods. It was almost as if there was no end to their supply of men and I knew that even with my power, I could not defeat them on my own. They threw spears and shot arrows and cannons at me. But even though I managed to to avoid most of them it still left me with many cuts and scars. I lost track of time as the battle continued and I began to weaken as the day wore on. Eventually as the sun finally began to set, an arrow pierced my wing and I tumbled through the air with the unexpected turbulence. My vision began to shake as I began to recover and yet another arrow pierced me, except in my other wing this time. My blood dripped down my wings as I fell tumbling through the air, with no control, towards the ground. I landed with a hard thud on the ground and felt a sharp pain in my ribcage as I made contact with the ground. No no no no no. Not now, not here, why, why ?! I thought desperately. I can't move! No I have to fight! Save my kingdom! Alone! I won't let anyone else die for my sake! I won't let Damian's death be for nothing! I can't ..... let.... him..... DOWN! I let out an ear-piercing scream and forced myself onto my feet. My wings were even to injured to fold them so I just them hang. Gasps raised around the army. I heard murmurs like; how could she be alive?! No one can survive that kind of fall! Aww come on, how much fight could she possibly have left in her! I smiled grimly. "A whole lot more than what's good for you. I have lost everything to you, everything! This is all I have left! My kingdom! So I shall protect my kingdom, with my very life!
And I won't stop until every single one of you, has paid for your sins." I said with a grim cynical smile. I wiped a trickle of blood from my mouth then licked my hand, not wanting to waste any. Then I smiled as I came up with an idea. I leaped to the nearest limp body, and began to suck the dying man's blood. The solders came out of their surprise and suddenly began to attack. My cuts and bruises began to heal as I finished the blood of the solider. I easily dodged their strikes while collecting , and draining the limp bodies around me of their blood. Scars disappeared into nothing, bruises lost their color and paled, broken bones re-knitted themselves, the blood was regenerating and rejuvenating me. I sank my fangs deeply into another soldier's neck and quickly drained him of his blood. And finally, with my renewed body and energy, I hath begun my counter attack.

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