Chapter 14

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Plangent spells and glaive from the battle above the ground like hell. Blue and Yellow glints everywhere. Crowds of manifold monsters drummed Kristinov's heart by yelling and outcry he heeds. Urßulā's wings were throwing metallic spikes that attacked every wing that it was her feathers and it regenerated by itself. The metal feathers prevail following wherever he moves therefore she throws. Darkling shadows with lucent dreary fire light within their heart additionally attacking Kristinov mercilessly. His glaive starts to lose the red hue within the blade or the power as it starts to fade, in order that he has to cast once more. Every spike she threw, some of them did not hit through his skin any more than reflect due to his armory. The pellucid spell she cast sans a whisper stabbed Kristinov's belly not visible to his naked eye. He groaned and the woman dashed onward to snatch the helmet away by her sharp hand. "Arrgghh you are so sweet," she said sarcastically and the crowds cheered even more. Two devils like her came same skin and wings.
"What is up to the noises here?" The man with long horns and wings has even more spikes than Urßulā. Kristinov was puffing from heat and pressure, he has seen Urßulā prevail like a demon moreover tough to slay it as well as her sister and brother because of their looks. Sweat and blood mizzle from his face to his neck. His heavy armor is even fervid more because he is in a hot place instead of landing in a cold place - the belief that there is lava pouring inside out. The short hair woman bites and licks her lips seductively seeing him suffering from the heat.

The man with long horns punched Kristinov's face hard, his hand has look-alike a gauntlet covered with obsidian. The short hair woman attempted to kick his face but groaned after performing the stupidest thing and stabbing her chopines to his right shoulder but it did not go through for the reason of his strong forged armor. His helmet of his was on the ground, it took off by itself from the punch and kick they did to him. Afar was his glaive and nigh him was his helmet and shield. The short hair woman grinned to see his face, Urßulā truly remember him, the noble of her fake comrade. Three of them fleer to see him struggling to grasp air and the short hair woman's arm was on his brume hair, the fingers were pulling his every strand that stood near his forehead. Inside of him was flaming with ire, smoke coming out of his nostrils and his crimson eyes reddened brightly - all of them glimpse what happened to his sight.

He grabbed fast her arms with a spell that the Queen gave him. He murmurs it fast. The woman screamed in pain. Her arm fractured and her flesh skin opened as well as her bone existing out of her skin. He pulled her and then grabbed her neck shortly. He moves his head beside as she strives to poke him and then he grabs his shield fast to stab its spike into her throat eventually. The man attacked him with his spell-like flamethrower but blue, luck save him he blocked it using the short hair woman's torso as his shield and then takes out his shield from her throat. He kicked the woman nigh him and charged the man with his shield then he took his Daleon Blade to stab his throat as well. The man shoves his body aside, punching him with his hand but he dodges it by pushing himself from side to side and back and forth. The moment he cast a blue fire to burn him alive, he use his shield to protect him and then throw it toward him to penetrate the spike into his skin. The spike impales into his flesh and then tries to push it away with his both hands. Kristinov takes his glaive thus pulling the shield as he beholds the devil struggling to take the shield off him. He strangled the devil with his bare hand along the gauntlet, as he kicks to fight back, Kristinov snapped it with his heavy leg in addition to metal cuisse, lastly, he stabbed him with his glaive. The blood drizzles at the end of the red hue blade and moves his blade downward ere taking it off. Urßulā was shocked that her siblings died from Kristinov's hands sans using his glaive. She was so shocked that she was stunned as well that her power did not respond to attack him. Stilly there watching her siblings blabber with their blood on the ground. The malefic monsters want to attack, but her feeling could not take the burden, and then at last she commands them to attack him. The short hair woman's throat was slit open so widely while the man's neck was snapped and stabbed to his heart and throat same as the woman.

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