The Curse ✔️

Chapter 51: Metamorphosis

I just stared.

And stared.

The black ooze stopped moving. It was dead. Completely.

Why?

Why?

I felt Thar's hands on my shoulders, "Jade. We have to move. Please."

We were inside the cocoon of my magic. It swirled and twisted around us, wrapping us in something that walked the fine line between danger and safety.

"Jade." Thar's voice turned hoarse. "Please."

"Go away." I spoke, my voice weak. "Deal with the others."

"You have to get away from here!" Thar shouted. "It's going to attack again!"

"No, it's not." I shook my head. "It got what it wanted."

"Jade, please."

"We were targeted." I stared at Leon's pale dead body. "It all came at once, even though there are better targets in this building. Why?"

Thar's voice cracked, "Jade, we have to go. I'm begging you."

"Then go." My entire body went slack, and I felt so heavy. "I'm okay here."

Thar's hands reached under my armpits, shaking me out of the trans.

"Stop!" I shook him off. "I'm not leaving!"

He looked so desperate. So tired.

"He's gone." Thar breathed. "And I'm so sorry about that. I'm so fucking sorry I let you go alone. But I can't do anything right now. We need to leave, because there is a demon capable of mass destruction in this building and it's going to kill us. Amma and Morta, too."

My heart gave a loud thud at the mention of their names.

"It's all dead." I whispered. "I can't feel any of it anymore."

Thar's expression softened, but I was telling the truth. All ooze around us was dead, even the one on Leon's body. Why?

"Jade..."

"Go away." I pulled myself off the ground, my ankle screaming with pain. "Leave me here."

Thar took a step towards me, but I raised my hands. Disbelief widened his eyes.

"Come on." He mumbled, still ready to grab me and pull me away.

"Take another step." I dared, magic rumbling through me, ready to destroy anything standing in my way, good or bad, friend or foe.

I was ready to hurt him if he took another step.

Thar reached for me. Another wall of magic cocooned me and Leon in a snug circle. Thar grunted and staggered back, my magic pushing him off.

"Fuck, Jade!"

"Go away!"

I faced Leon's body.

Why?

Why?

My mind raced with every bit of information I had.

It started in the library...

He went to the library...

...I think he was carving something into his skin...

Weird runes, weird letters...

Maybe it likes to play.

Professor Darth said they were sentient, it's not far-fetched to assume they have a language. And spells?