Rhea Ripley X OC [(DISCONTINUED)]

Chapter 114

When we arrived at the courtyard I stopped, not only in shock at the amount of Shadow Assassins and Dark Elves there were but because I sensed something powerful; watching, waiting for it's time to strike. It was then I telepathically asked Tyson not to unleash his dragon side and to wait for my signal, to which he agreed. Fenrir and I shared a look and with a nod of my head, the spell I placed on him and the twins was removed; allowing them to go back to their original sizes as they charged to help fight the enemy.

Katla shifted into a large cat-like creature, like a tiger but three times the size...

She charged in without a second thought and started ripping the enemy to shreds alongside Fenrir and the twins. I signalled for my Guardians to join them, calling out to the royal guard to fall back a little to regroup and recuperate before I healed then up and allowed them to rejoin the fight. I even imbued Demi, Damian and Sheamus with a little extra strength and battle knowledge before they also charged in to help. I stayed back with Tyson and we established a medic point so I could heal anyone up if they needed it.

Then I felt it... An overwhelming wave of power that brought me to my knees.

Tyson was by my side seconds later helping me back to my feet and so was Loki, "Are you alright?" he asked concerned. "Yes Afi(grandfather), I am fine." I replied as he helped Tyson steady me, it was then that the ground started to rumble and shake violently. Whatever was waiting decided to make itself known and then, out of nowhere Frost Giants, Fire Giants, more Dark Elves and more Shadow Assassins charge in. Loki gives me a look and I know what he silently telling me, making me sigh with a nod.

We join our magic together and create a barrier between the fighters of Asgard and the enemy before I look back at Tyson, "Tyson, it's time." I say softly and he nods in response. He takes a few steps back and takes a deep breath before his eyes turn a fiery red again with his pupils turning into slits, his chest starts to rise and fall heavier as his breathing picks up. Black smoke starts to roll off of his body until it completely surrounds him and moments later, growls and hisses can be heard. Then, the smoke starts to dissipate and out of nowhere, an almighty roar rips through the air; before long, the smoke clears and Tyson is stood there in his dragon form...

Before anyone could do anything else, a thunderous roar could be heard and when I looked to the source, I saw someone that should be locked in the deepest, darkest depths of Tartarus... Typhon. My eyes widened but I knew what I had to do; calming my breathing, I called forth my true Goddess form and let it take over. A bright rainbow light emitted from my body as I surrendered myself to it's power and moments later, I emerged from the light in my new form...

I kept my head down as I spread my wings and heard everyone gasp; even from the enemy. Typhon growled and screamed, "NO. NO. YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!!!" as he pounded on the barrier that was now stronger then before thanks to my full power being released. I slowly raised my head and looked up at him, showing the smirk I now had on my face. "Typhon... You should have known better than to think I could be killed." I said and flew up into the air at a speed so fast, no-one saw it happen. I then turned my attention to the people in the courtyard, I flew down and landed infront of the enemy troops, "Warriors of Asgard, fall back to a safe position. You have fought bravely and deserve some rest." I announced and they did what I asked; even Fenrir, Skӧll, Hati, Katla, Thor, The Warriors Three, Lady Sif, Demi, Damian and Sheamus.

Tyson flew up and over to me, landing beside me. He hissed and growled but calmed a little as I ran a hand over the side of his face, "Ty, you know what to do." I said to him and he growled. Stepping forward, Tyson snarled before breathing out a stream of red hot fire; burning the enemy trapped inside the barrier, turning them to ash. Typhon roared in frustration as he watched, not being able to do anything to preserve the dying members of his army.