Wonderland: Luke and Bluebell

Chapter 3: the voice of grace, sings death.

Recap

Zakira would power up, killing the nature around him. As tendrils summon and he speed blitzes her breaking her bones and leaving her immobilized. Blue would stare up at him. He'd summon his blade and walk towards blue.

"This is for my people."

Chapter 3: the word of grace sings death

Luke would tackle Zakira through the forest. Dark energy surging from his body. As he'd hit him into multiple trees, injuring him as he'd kick him into one final tree. "You hit girls?" Luke would ask tauntingly. "You're like me.." Zakira would say. "And you were able to put me down so quick. You weren't there when everyone died... Yet. You're a demon." He'd add.

"What the hell is your problem anyways?" Luke would ask. "Your cousin plowed through thousands of demons without remorse." Zakira would reply. "Ever ask what the demons did to deserve it?" Luke would ask.

"Are you serious, those are your people!" Zakira would add. "Hell is disgusting and the demons that matter don't reside there. So don't try to guilt trip me." Luke would reply. "The nerve you have." Zakira would say. "You know. I don't feel bad about this." He'd add.

Luke had a face of confusion as Zakira pounced at him. Luke would catch him as they wrestle in the air.

As Luke and Zakira struggled in the air, each trying to overpower the other, Luke felt his strength waning. The wounds from their previous battles throbbed with every movement, leaving him at a disadvantage. Luke knew he had to think quickly if he wanted to survive this encounter.

With one final burst of energy, Luke managed to break free from Zakira's grip and swiftly descended towards the ground. As he landed with a thud, he observed Zakira hovering above him, a sinister grin spreading across his face.

"You should have joined us, Luke," Zakira taunted. "Together, we could have achieved great power and dominance over the demons."

Luke, catching his breath, glared up at Zakira. "I will never stoop down to your level," he declared with determination. "You may have your reasons, but that doesn't justify the atrocities you've committed."

As Zakira prepared to launch another attack, a sudden gust of wind swept through the battleground, causing both Luke and Zakira to lose their footing. Blue, who had arrived just in time to intervene.

Blue, having just recovered from her previous defeat at the hands of Zakira, was determined to protect her village. With a primal roar, she charged at Zakira, her blue aura intensifying with each step. The ground shook beneath her as she pounced, tackling Zakira with overwhelming force.

Luke watched in awe and relief as the fierce battle between Blue and Zakira ensued. The energy in the air crackled with intensity, as their powers clashed. But Luke knew that this fight was not without its risks. He couldn't let his cousin endanger herself once again.

Summoning the last remnants of his strength, Luke pushed himself up from the ground and staggered forward. He joined the fight, striking Zakira with all his might. The combined efforts of Luke and Blue overwhelmed Zakira, pushing him back further and further.

As the battle raged on, Luke glanced over at Blue, worry etched across his face. He saw the toll the fight was taking on her. Her energy was draining rapidly, and her movements were becoming sluggish. Luke knew that if they didn't end this soon, both he and Blue would pay a heavy price.