[Book Three] The girl that once was Milaia now must face the worst of all her nightmares, war. To do so, she must finally get to the truth of the story, with the help of her friends and allies. Will she be willing to pay the price to know it? Will s...
Brennus was here and I had to fight him, find his weak point and attack him until I beat him.
Was it a risky plan?
Of course it was. I didn't know how Brennus would react to the proposal of a duel, or how I would beat him to get to Ventus. But I had no choice, we were running out of time.
The attack on Vulcan had confirmed that the war would not wait for me to find all the signs. I had to hurry, fight my way to the Fifth God and try to make it fast enough to avoid further losses.
I could not lose anyone else.
'Two guards will come for you, to take you as a prisoner,' Julyana informed me.
We had gone over it several times. We would go on with the story of being a prisoner until I challenged him to a duel. He had to think I was at a disadvantage until it was too late for him to back down.
'Okay, I'll wait here,' before she left, I grabbed her arm, 'it has to work,' I begged, pleaded with my eyes.
'I know,' she took my arm and smiled lightly at me.
We were the same now, our powers pulsing to the same rhythm, calling for vengeance with the same intensity.
She left my room and I started zig-zagging, unable to stop thinking about how the next few minutes could either unleash a catastrophe or help me put an end to all this at once.
'Little one.'
His voice caught me on the side, making me jump in place, my power ready to strike.
'Syform,' I said taking a deep breath, trying to calm the power that had built up.
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I hadn't seen him in a long time. It hadn't been the same since I'd discovered that he had planned my life as much as Caelus'. He had seen it all and let it happen in order to fulfill a prophecy that wasn't even true.
But, after all, he was the closest thing I had to a father figure. The father who adopted me had abandoned me as soon as he had the chance, and the other parents I had were no longer by my side, victims of this endless war.
I couldn't stay angry with him much longer. Even though what he had done had really hurt me, he had done it with the same intention I had now, to get this story over and done with.
I didn't know how much time any of us had left. Having lost so many, I couldn't keep pushing away those I cared about. I had learned my lesson with Caelus. We had wasted too much time, I didn't want to waste any more.
So I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him, breathing against his shoulder. He stretched his arms around my shoulders and we stood there for a few seconds, showing our familial love. He was my family and I knew in that instant that I was his.
