Dark Blaze

Chapter 36

"Is that true?" The fairy said while moving onward to him while he moves back away from her. "He is the destroyer, you sense it and I know you are but you subsist one of the Malice" She rolled her fingers into her palm and then tried to fly but the moment she did that - she fell, bumping her cheeks and chin on the ground. "Are you well?" He asked after he walked fast back to her to kneel if she was good - he heard a thump that made him concerned. "All is well" she stands up slowly, pushing herself with her arms along with her trembling legs. Her chin and cheeks were reddened from the sudden fall and hence covered with telluric. The mage already surmised she will attempt to harm him like his friends but karma stepped on her - he believes.
"What happened to your wings? Can I ask what is your identity?" The mage asked twice while she is patting the telluric out of her - that was awkward. "Gaulle is my name the u is silent," she said in a voice that she stood irritated - from the tumble, it established an awkwardness. "That is a beautiful name" he smiled in the end.

"I am here to betoken that there is danger here that is why I committed that awful thing upon them," she said before pushing him where his friends occurred suffering above where he stood but was not there. "What are you talking about, Lady Gaulle?" He said while his hand are at the side of her forearm trying to hold her from shoving him in reverse. "The man from the troublesome creatures or nuisances is here before you, prithee be cautious," she said in a hurry after she kiss him on the cheeks ere push him to the ground. His cheeks reddened but before he vanish into this reality, he said it a second time "What are you trying to clarify?". After he asked with no response from the fairy, he was pulled in as he fell like his reality heaved him back beneath him, and then the place he stood earlier disappeared - like her world turned into ashes and the fairy only smiled at a few distances away from the mage. The sound like a wormhole prevailed beneath his back, surrounded by pure water and petals that created a portal to bring him back to his presence. As he tries to reach out for her, she began to fade - he cannot espy her perchance when the time he was plucked forcefully by the verity.

"Vëctlör! Wake up!" His brother tried to be conscious of his brother to shake his shoulders with his hands that are wrapped with uncertainty. "Hey! Pray thee open your eyes!" Aerline pats his forehead gently with her voice that sounded like the elder brother - they were frightened. Kristinov was standing behind them, his eyes ambling around and then up and down to the place like he is yet apathetic. The mage, at last, woke up from their cry, he was panting and his torso raised away on the ground. "Thank Heaven, You are well!" The elder brother hugged him tightly, clutching his body into his, and then he can feel his brother's sweat and warmness - he sighed in the end from relief. Aerline giggled with a blend that she was slightly weeping. "We have to go," Kristinov said while he was now far away from them like twenty feet.

"You monster!" The elder brother strolled toward Kristinov with wrath after he shove himself away from his brother. The brother curled his fingers into his palm, clasping it tightly hence grinning his teeth with the sounds of his teeth pushing one another. "What are you doing?!" Aerline quickly stands up before the mage with a worry about what he will do soon enough he gets to Kristinov's. He pushed Kristinov on the chest but he did not feel anything - even though his body was shoved in reverse, the thrust was tough that created a sharp motion. "After what happened, you did not care a thing, you heartless demon, why don't you complete your own journey than risking our existence from your stupid misstep that you committed?!" He said it fast that Kristinov did not catch a word from him because of his outrage and then he occurred to be pushed again but this time it was greater than the recent moment. "You monster, you ruin the other's home and ours and now this, you deranged miserable callous beast" therefore he pushed again, this is the third time he dribble his anger by shoving, again and again, Kristinov hard onto the chest but he did not attend to - like the belief he was entitled to this aspect of punishment.