Story of a girl who wanted EVERYTHING

Chapter 38

The moment I was on my feet once again, I felt like a changed person. Energy was throbbing inside me, tensing my veins while my heart was racing. I felt Caorth materializing behind me. I felt him so perfectly. So, this is how you feel when you have a contract with a demon. This strong connection... like Caorth was chosen for me by fate.

- You... - the woman froze down, seeing that I stood up without any kind of trouble. I didn't feel blood pouring out from my wound anymore. In fact, the skin on my belly seemed unharmed. My corset was destroyed, though, from the sword. And I felt some uncomfortable feelings in my inside too – Caorth didn't heal me completely, it was true. But it was enough for taking down this woman with me.

- Winnie! – I heard from a great distance, someone was shouting my name. I looked in the direction and I saw Tyler racing towards me.

He... looked heavenly. He had his sword drawn, the magical symbols on the blade were glowing. Gaoh was right behind him, controlling the wind around them in Tyler's favor. He was too busy with running to me with all his strength.

He thought I was vulnerable – I didn't have a demon, I didn't even have a sword. I suppose he only noticed me facing a strong woman from the Water Clan – he didn't know what was done already.

- Let's shock him – Caorth chuckled behind me, fully appearing in our world. He took a deep breath – like he hadn't been here for ages. Probably that was the case.

- You have no chance against me, brat, don't you understand?! – the woman shouted at me angrily and she charged with her sword pointing at me.

- Are you sure I'm capable of this? – I asked almost nervously, but Caorth had already grabbed my right hand, raising it up... and all hell broke loose in that moment.

The woman was pushed long meters back, suffocating from the lack of oxygen around her. My flames consumed every bit of it already... the little sparkles I could summon on my palm... became something else. The flames that started off from my arm reached the height of me, crawling meters ahead of me, uncontrollably consuming everything in their way. My fire... was strong.

People started to scream around me. The Heaven Seers first thought that it was a second attack on them, something entirely different... the Water Clan thought that the Heaven Seers plotted something successfully. And there I was, standing in the middle of flames. Not feeling hot or anything... but satisfaction. This was me, this was what I was born for. Caorth gave me the mind power I needed to unleash my real fire. And I didn't have to worry about my clairvoyance either.

- You are the Fire type? – the woman looked at me in astonishment.

- Yes, I am the blood-red-headed Fire type clairvoyant, bitch! – I shouted happily and I knew that people around me finally understood what happened. Some of them even stopped fighting to look at me... frightened.

- You still can't be that strong! – the woman grabbed her longsword, took a deep cut on her hand. The symbols on her longsword started to glow.

Every time you wanted to draw even more power out from the weapon you had, you could give your blood, strengthening the contract between you and your demon. The more blood you gave, the bigger power the demon granted to you – but if you gave too much and were too weak to hold the leash, your demon could turn on you.

She stood up and ran towards me one more time – she held up her sword, swinging lethal wind at me... but fire only got bigger from the wind. She nourished the fire that came from my hand. In a fight between a Wind and a Fire type, there was only one line-up when the Fire type could lose it. When the Wind user was strong enough to nourish the fire and keep the original aim of their wind... this way, the Fire type got the wind and the fire right back at themselves.