BLOOD BOUNDED - THE MOONLIGHT - Eng - Castlevania Lords of Shadow (fanfic) PIII

Chapter 90

Move

The creatures turned towards the whistle. Only to run into Tomas, who was making flourishes with his scimitar.

"Fresh blood? Come, come for me, but with your face uncovered, you sons of bitches!"

The beasts hissed and roared before leaping in their direction.

"That's it, let the punches rain!"

In one leap he intercepted them with the edge of his swords, doing the dance that splashed blood again and again. Behind them, Jose's giant mallet appeared and the bones began to creak with each of its swings.

Once the cornering was over, a spiked ball flew over them and some heads exploded. Manuel couldn't waste being a clown, screaming every time his chain slid back and forth, but who blames him. He just hoped he remembered that those things regenerated faster than his morning star could.

Well, they wouldn't kill them that way but that wasn't the goal.

So, when it was Gabriel's turn for the riding crop to whistle, so that his limbs came off.

Well, it looks like they've caught their attention enough.

"Let's move!"

At the boy's command, the four apprentices formed up towards the grotto opposite the ruins. They made sure that no one was left hanging around, when they drove them towards the trap.

The adjacent ruined building was well known to them for being the direct access to the canals where the roots of the tree were still rooted, like a bad memory.

Gabriel's gloves were still stained by Marie's blood, so they would undoubtedly follow the scent blindly, like ants to honey. That's why he stood right in front of the horde so they could chase him, while his brothers maneuvered to corner them.

The glow emerging in front of him told him his destination, so he smiled to himself.

The underground water reached by the moon had accumulated until it practically flooded the entire area, from where those small structures rose poorly, in a vain attempt to rise again.

Gabriel had made sure to test the depth once his boots splashed through the waves, to make sure he maintained adequate ground for maneuvering. He stirred, satisfied, and threw his riding crop directly at the exposed flesh of the creatures closest to him. The attacks of his brothers pushed them as one by one fell into the stagnant water. They did not wait long for the last one to be sufficiently out of the water to hear Jose's scream:

"Do it now, brother!"

"Roger that, disperse!"

The relic wouldn't hurt them as humans, but they had no way of knowing how it would react once it was used. Despite the imminent need, ordinary holy water was what they blessed each and every Brotherhood weapon and armor with, giving it an extra level of damage and protection, with only some soldiers being given undamaged flasks slightly purer. But Julia had told them where in the ruins the warehouse was, where they found the few jars that remained intact, and among them the rarest samples. Those that concentrated sunlight in a jar.

Tomas had pushed himself to detach the vines exposed at the entrance to the canal with the edge of his swords and block the path to the beings that were trying to escape, while José and Manuel left the lake.

Gabriel, however, stood in the light of the clearing over the water, the moon completely exposed above him. The hisses swirled around him as he uncapped the bottle.

"This is what will happen to everyone who threatens it" one, two, three drops fell into the water.

It took a couple of heartbeats for the flesh of those beasts to burst into blue flames. The young warrior watched them burn with a cold and impassive face, making his icy eyes, the same color as the flames, shine with anger.