𝔐𝔞𝔷𝔦𝔯𝔬𝔞𝔱𝔥

𝔉𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔶-𝔒𝔫𝔢

I take out my spells. I ignite them. Assrack charges. He shoots out a fireball. I dodge. I throw a spell at him. He blocks it with his hand. Assrack shoots forward. I jump back. Ilithius grabs my hand. He throws me into the ground. I wince.

"You traitor!" Ilithius yells.

Ilithius takes out his sword. The Ripper. It's jagged. It's black. It's like a shark's jaw.

"I've been called worse." I charge.

I ignite a rope of lightning, like a whip. I throw it.  It wraps around his sword. I pull. He pulls. He pulls it harder. He pulls me forward. I let go of the smell. I ignite it on his sword. He draws back. Assrack charges. He slams his hand into my spell.

"You will pain dearly for your insolence." He says.

"You're welcome to try." I take another spell.

I place it on his hand. I jump back. I slam my hands together. It ignites and throws him back.

"You just got Merlin'd." I mutter.

Pasheria shoots out a green snake from her staff. It's more like an illusion or projection. It starts coming at me. I dodge. It swirls around. It opens its jaws, and it shoots forward I blast it with magic. Pasheria charges and grabs my neck. She slams me into the ground.

"We could have had everything!" She yells.

She slams her claw into my face. I wince. I feel blood slipping out. She slashes my face again. I look up at her. Her eyes were full of rage. Her eyes... the blood loss. Tears slipped from her face. She slashes my face again. I hurt her. I hurt her bad. But it's true. I have fallen for another woman. I guess I deserve this in a way.