THE UNTOUCHABLE [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER 19: BETWEEN YOU & ME

The dark energy kept streaming from outside the fence.

Sylve and her remaining followers had given it their all to maintain the light wall, but more and more darkness came in.

The bats seemed to multiply in number and Arran was busy with keeping them all safe from the bites of the deadly bats.

It was then Rogh pushed his hands up harder and there were also some thunder that came with the dark energy. The thunder that roared and the dark energy grew much bigger and stronger.

Two more of Sylve followers screamed and exploded into ashes that turned also to be bats.

Sylve was affected.

She was pushed back, her old body was not how it used to be.

The wall of light shook harder, then a booming sound was heard.

One of the bats scratched Arran's cheek. A bloody gash appeared on it.

Sylve saw the blood on Arran's cheek and that did it for her.

She screamed and fell on the ground. Her remaining followers, the older, more senior ones by now also fell.

Rogh let out a roar and pushed ahead.

The scarlet fence shattered.

Rogh and Nerra barged in, all the bats seemed to know their master was in and they all flew to Rogh, and got absorbed into his body, while Nerra started attacking the followers of Sylve.

Sylve stood up and protected her followers by countering the sorcery of Nerra with her own.

Rogh was going to attack Sylve too when Arran came and stood in front of him.

"Rogh, back off from Sylve," Arran put his body in between Rogh and Sylve, the old sorceress was busy protecting her followers from Nerra's attack.

Rogh sneered at him."Do you want to prove that you are my worthy son and kill her with your own hands?"

"No. I challenge you for a battle, Rogh."

Rogh looked at Arran full of disdain, his ugly mouth opened, showing his shark teeth and blowing out rancid breath."Do you even have magic skills? Are you even a wizard? Challenging me is stupid, my boy."

Arran was unmoved by his father's provocation. "Sylve taught me some ... magic. For self-defense. She was worried, too much magic would endanger her and her followers because of who my father is. But I will fight you with what I have, and with this necklace ..." his silver necklace glistened as he spoke.

"Ah. Evinia, dear sweet Evinia. Sweet and stupid and gullible Evinia who believed a necklace could help her half-demon son!"

Arran gritted his teeth in rage when he heard such words being spoken about his mother by Rogh.

"Don't you dare speaking about my mother in that way. I am not, nor will I ever be a son to you. Tonight, here, between you and me, Rogh. We will battle."

"You are so cold to your own father."

"You are not my father."

"Well. I am."

"You are not my father, Rogh ..." Arran remembered something that Charlotte had said before, something that had become his beacon now in his battle against darkness,"I should not be punished for your sins, Rogh. Who you are does not decide who I am and who I will be."

Rogh shook in anger. "Let us battle then! If you lose, you come with me to the underworld! Let us rule together and taste the fresh blood of human beings!"