Arwick (A Light Of Roria Sequel)

Chapter Fifty-Four

Staci

"Retreat! Retreat! They've taken the wall!" the commander shouted, but many of the dark users were already making their way down the twirling steps while others tried to take out divinity users before taking off in a full sprint. He didn't need to tell me twice. I ran down those steps faster than I'd ever moved, not caring who I bumped along the way.

Then the weird gut feeling happened. I couldn't explain it, but something told me Joash was in serious trouble. I stopped dead in my tracks, looked up, and saw that Aasim, the fairy riding him, and the girl dragon were overwhelming him. Aasim and the fairy were behind him and the dragon in front of him. The long and drawn-out fight was almost over. I could see it in Joash. He was old and much too tired to take on a Pegasus and a dragon on his own, which was why he never saw the large shards of ice that the dragon had released, all of which struck Joash like a spray of machine gun fire.

"No!" I screamed, forgetting about the others around me before getting knocked over by running soldiers. His massive body fell toward the ground, crashing with enough force that I felt the impact. Crying, I crawled along the ground to keep moving forward, but Joash's death had left an ache in my chest, and the bitterness I'd felt back in the forest of Edena was at full strength. Divinity was just as much my enemy as Kane. Losing Joash meant I was completely alone. Again.

I wanted to get up and run, but the weight of all the insanity was keeping me on my knees. Looking behind me, I watched the divinity users run toward me like a mob, just as some dark wielders on horses rushed past me from my left. They mowed over the divinity users one by one. For a moment it looked like a slaughter. They were dropping quicker than the dark users had on the wall until the dragon swooped down to help them out. And man oh man, did that change the odds real quick.