Inside Umbra's Ruins ✓ [Umbra's Fate #2]

ᴏɴᴇ: ᴀɢᴀᴛʜᴀ

The hallway walls, covered in black wallpaper, closed against the young woman's body as she ran for her life. Her eyes struggled to make out the path in the dim light, yet she didn't slow her speed. Behind her, the sound of steps against the wooden floor told her that her pursuer kept a close distance.

A burning sensation invaded her lungs, every breath she took sent a pang to her chest. Agatha had never felt so much pain in her legs, not even during the long training sessions with Lorcan. A giant shadow loomed on the ground below her, the demon's form encircling her small body as if about to swallow her.

"Come here, filthy human!" A voice strong like thunder reverberated through the endless hallway. "I'm gonna break your spine! Let's see if you can spy on us after that."

Agatha didn't answer, not because she chose to keep quiet but because terror had taken over her to the point of robbing her of her words. A small, red ball rolled to her right side, before she could get away, the object exploded and a green liquid came out of it and splashed a portion of her leg. The young woman screamed as she shifted her gaze toward the area where the pain was coming from. A part of his pants had melted and his skin had been burned. Still, she kept running.

Laughter filled the space as the prey tried to get away from the monster. Agatha fought against her thoughts, against the pain and the fear. She advanced dragging her injured leg, her speed decreased, she was no longer running, she could only walk.

More balls came to her, the floor was tied red. Some of them began to explode. An agonizing scream traveled through the mansion. The pain paralyzed Agatha, the burning reached her bones forcing her to fall to the ground.

"Beautiful screams, they're like music to my ears," said the demon as he closed the distance between them. "I would love to hear some more."

The wounded human dragged herself trying to escape her cruel fate. Her body couldn't stop shaking. Little by little the green-haired monster got closer, his colossal body covering the young woman's vision.  He extended his hand to show the ball present in his hand.

"Maybe I can throw this one to your face. Would you like that?"

"Please, no." She talked for the first time.

"What a pretty, sweet voice, just my type. The sweeter the voice, the better the screams."

Agatha kicked the demon's legs as hard as she could. Her desperation led her to act irrationally, although she knew that the blows did not cause any damage to her attacker, she refused to give up.

"Belphar, back off, now." A new voice came from the dark side of the hallway. The one that the young woman used to call her boyfriend stepped into the dim light, his red eyes held a warning. "You know I don't share my toys."

"Sorry man, I didn't know she was yours." The demon absorbed the ball into his hand, then he raised it in surrender. "You shouldn't let her walk around the mansion, not everyone is as nice as me."

"Nice?" Agatha asked in a whisper.

A laugh escaped Belphar at the young woman's words.

"Princess, I could have crushed your head in just a second. Do you really think you're faster than me? I was simply having a little fun."

The human could feel the tension between the demons, they stood still in front of each other with their heads up and a frown on their faces. She saw her ex-boyfriend push his opponent before walking in front of her.

"Playtime is over," he said, then grabbed her by the arm. "Get up, you can't be here."

A cry left Agatha's mouth as he picked her up like she was a disposable doll. Her entire body burned from the wounds, yet she didn't have energy left to fight against him.