Dark Blaze

Chapter 39

"We do not have to fight, Fenock" a deep accent he heard before it strides nearer to him. "I want you to have peace than fighting against each other" it added one more as he began to raise his body by pushing himself while the brothers were still asleep peacefully.
The voice was fading in the end, a slightly deep voice with an accent can create a soft roundelay lullaby and from a short distance he can heed it softly but as the shade gets closer - it was getting louder.
"Do you want Aerline Lynx back, Fenock?" She said, raising her voice in the end but at first, it was soft - he can imagine she was smiling.  "If you want her so bad, why do not you just give your power to our Queen and we will give your maiden back, simple as that dear" she offered a trade so they can finish the war - that is what he thinks but he never trust any one of the Queen's allies since he did not meet Aerline yet. Kristinov stepped onto the shade slowly while raising his hand to pull out his finger to touch the shade. His glaive was always with him except for his shield though.

"Not speaking? You want this in a more difficult than the gullible way?" She asked but it was getting deeper, making him shudder slightly from a chilling and alluring voice at the same time, and thus the shade shoved away from him as he tries to snatch it with his hand. Kristinov yet did not answer. "Well, after this moon, you know what will happen," she said as the shade bounced up and down gently, at the end of its tip - there is a speck of dust falling beneath the end like a cascade. The shadow can block the moonlight with its deep hue. "Speak up, you have a mouth to do that Fenock, if you commit not like speaking, there is no chance you will fight yourself back for the words you may thought is a lie and embarrassing, how will you defend yourself, answer the concerns and bother and they commence to pinning you as a no mouth person," she said while blocking the moonlight ahead the opening of the cave where they stay. The shade was getting bigger, he did not expect that at all and then he settle his arm down to fetch the holder of his glaive slowly. He can only listen to the snoring from the brother, smooth winds crashing one another, pushing against his skin and hair, and the voice of a woman. As he takes out his sword - the shade disappeared after blinking once. The light from the moon poured in through the darkness, and the flash from his blade appeared suddenly making it look like a star afar the horizon.

"Where are you?" Kristinov wanders his eyes around while holding the glaive with his both hand clutching the holder tightly. "At last he spoke" the woman's voice came back after getting his glaive but the shadow was not with him, either forth and behind. As he turns aside where he stands. A woman's face popped out right onto his face, showing a slight curl upon her lips and then he looks down to see her hand on his knuckles. Her nails impaled into his knuckles but he did not move - just even a single motion. He can feel the pain but he forces himself to gaze at her so he can remember her face. "I said I do not like fighting, Fenock" she said with a smile, grinning her teeth from wrath, bringing up her brows to stretch out to the scalp - dying to meet him. "I have heard many aspects about you," she said in a tone that was shaking from glee and wrath, blending its emotion simultaneously to wreath around her smile as well as pinching her nails onto Kristinov's knuckles so he will never attack her with his strong blade. "What do you want from me?" Kristinov asked emotionlessly as per usual.

"You, I want you and I want you to stop your stupidity for ruining our empire" she whispered, letting her nails out of his skin and then licking it shortly - eventually she smiled again. "You devil first before me" Kristinov speak back in a whisper, closing his face onto hers, and then puts his glaive down while both of them glare upon each other with wrath. Kristinov swings his glaive from downward to upward after tossing his glaive to his other hand to swing it over. The lady dodged it by bending her torso shortly and then drifting her body aside. Therefore, Kristinov swings again and again but the lady kept dodging it from side to side and bending herself under the blade. "Me turn?" The lady asked before she twirl her wrist - after she perform that, the Daleon Blade suddenly appeared into her palm. The long nails wrapped around the dagger, and the shade behind sudden appeared after she summoned the dagger to hold with it and she move the dagger back and forth saying "Looking for these?".  Kristinov was stunned to see the blade in her mischievous hand.