Mavobella: The Angel Of Death

Chapter 33

Waves thrashed against the rocky shoreline, a familiar scene playing out before my eyes. It was almost like déjà vu-the same salty sting in the air, the same darkening sky heavy with the weight of a storm. Nicole stood beside me, Wade's sword gripped tightly in her hands, its blade glowing faintly in the dim light. Yet, something was different. I couldn't quite place it, but the sense of foreboding felt sharper.

"Get the venom and out, right?" Nicole questioned, more like telling herself, under her breath, adjusting her grip on the sword.

I nodded, gripping the handle of Ye tighter.

Nicole, like the first time, was enthusiastic in making the gun work. She had done some few failed projects, but I had an idea-an idea borrowed from what she did during the first time to succeed. It might as well help her succeed this time. I could help but wonder, though, why she had agreed to help me find the gems while she seemed to know so little of me.

The sea began to bubble, and I felt the ground tremble under my boots as the beast stirred beneath the surface. It wasn't long before those glowing green eyes blinked open, cutting through the darkness of the water like twin suns.

"Here it comes," Nicole said, voice tense, but not panicked. We'd done this before. The monster rose from the depths, its slimy skin shimmering under the moonlight. This time, though, its roar seemed to echo louder, its presence more menacing.

The venom-that glowing green liquid bubbling in its fangs-was our goal. I had to remind myself of that as the creature thrashed forward, sending sprays of seawater high into the air. Ye gleamed in my hands, and for a moment, I let the familiarity of the fight guide me.

Nicole moved quickly, holding the glowing sword in front of her as the monster's attention turned toward us. The creature hissed, venom dripping from its jaws in long, glowing streams.

"Draw its fire!" I shouted, darting to the side. "I'll try to cut it close!"

I leaped toward the creature, swinging Ye at its tendrils. It shrieked, green venom splattering the ground in acidic splashes as it dodged my blade. My wings flared as I evaded its snapping fangs, the burning sensation of its venom barely missing my skin.

Nicole slashed with the sword, the glowing blade cutting through the darkness. She wasn't as practiced as Wade, but her determination made up for it. Each strike illuminated the monster's slimy skin, but the beast didn't go down as easily as I had hoped.

"It's tougher this time!" I growled, spinning away from its attack. "We need that venom, but we're running out of time."

"Got it!" Nicole shouted back, her voice steady despite the chaos. With a precise swing, she aimed for its head, striking a vulnerable spot. The monster howled, venom spilling from its maw in torrents as it collapsed to the ground.

Panting, I made my way toward it, Ye still in hand. "Let's gather what we need and get out of here."

Nicole dropped to one knee, using the glowing sword to pierce one of the creature's fangs. She carefully collected the dripping green venom into a small vial. The acrid smell of venom filled the air, and I couldn't shake the eerie feeling that the monster's defeat wasn't final. Not in this loop.

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Back in Nicole's basement, the air was thick with the smell of chemicals and the faint metallic scent of the green venom. Nicole placed the vial on the workbench, her brow furrowed as she began scribbling notes on a scrap of parchment.

I watched her pace, the tension in the room like a coiled spring. This was where Nicole's brilliance came in-where she would start talking about resonance, vibrations, frequencies. It was over my head most of the time, but I could still help.