How I Married KING Of HELL

The Final Confrontation

Chapter 37

The battlefield crackled with raw energy as the clash between light and dark reached its zenith. The Fae warriors fought valiantly against Lucien's dark army, their movements fluid and precise, but Emily's heart raced for an entirely different reason. Standing at the forefront, she could feel the oppressive weight of Lucien's presence, a dark shadow looming over them all.

"Emily!" Lucien's voice cut through the chaos, low and mocking. "You think you can stand against me? This is your final moment of defiance. Do you truly believe these pathetic beings can protect you and your wretched child?"

She shivered at the venom in his tone but stood her ground, fists clenched at her sides. "I won't let you have Aelios, Lucien. Not now, not ever."

His laughter echoed, cold and cruel. "Oh, how adorable! A mortal's bravado. But let's not pretend you're in control here." He waved his hand, and a surge of dark energy ripped through the air, knocking several Fae warriors to the ground.

Emily felt her stomach drop. She could see Cassius struggling to regain his footing, and Mira was caught in a whirlwind of shadows. Panic threatened to overtake her, but she fought against it, forcing herself to focus on Aelios, safe in the Fae realm, away from this chaos.

"Your son will suffer for your stubbornness, Emily," Lucien taunted, stepping closer, his eyes glinting with malice. "You think you've sacrificed so much for him, yet it means nothing against the darkness I command. I will take him from you, and there's nothing you can do to stop me."

"I'd rather die than let you touch him!" she shouted, her voice ringing out above the din of battle. Fear clawed at her heart, but she pushed it aside. She wouldn't back down. Not now.

Lucien's expression twisted with irritation, and he lunged forward, shadows swirling around him like a storm. "You are foolish to resist me, Emily. You think your heart and determination can rival the King of Hell? I could crush you with a flick of my wrist."

As he advanced, Emily summoned every ounce of strength she had. The air shimmered with energy as she reached for the remnants of the spell she had cast to protect Aelios, the love that fueled her resolve.

"Enough of your games!" she yelled, channeling the magic that surged within her. "I will not allow you to destroy what I love!"

With a powerful thrust, she unleashed a wave of light that crashed against Lucien's dark aura. He staggered back, surprise flickering across his face, but anger quickly replaced it.

"Is this all you have?" he roared, his voice like thunder. "You think a flicker of light can banish me? You are nothing!"

The shadows around him coiled, swirling with an intensity that threatened to engulf everything. Emily's heart raced as she felt the weight of his dark power pressing down on her. Doubt crept in, whispering that she was fighting a losing battle. But looking back at the Fae warriors, their faces set in grim determination, reignited her defiance.

"No! I won't let you win!" she shouted, stepping forward with newfound resolve. "You may be powerful, but I fight for something greater than your darkness!"

Lucien's eyes narrowed, fury boiling beneath his calm facade. "Then let's see how long that bravery lasts when you see the consequences of your foolishness."

In a flash, he lunged at her, a whirlwind of shadows threatening to swallow her whole. Emily braced herself, her heart pounding as she raised her hands, the magic within her flaring to life.

"Back! You won't take me, and you won't take Aelios!" she cried out, unleashing a blinding light that erupted from her core, pushing against the darkness.

The collision of forces sent shockwaves through the battlefield, knocking warriors to their knees and throwing Lucien back. For a moment, silence fell, the air thick with tension as the two forces struggled against each other.

Lucien recovered quickly, a snarl twisting his lips. "You dare defy me? You will regret this, Emily. I will break you, and then I will take what is mine!"

With that, he unleashed a torrent of dark energy, the shadows swirling violently around him. Emily felt the pressure build as she dug deep within herself, recalling the love she felt for Aelios, the fierce bond that had driven her to this moment.

"Fight for him!" she shouted to the warriors around her. "We can't let Lucien win!"

Their collective resolve surged around her like a tide, the Fae warriors rallying to her side, their power combining with her own. Together, they formed a barrier of light against Lucien's darkness, pushing back against the tide that sought to overwhelm them.

"You are not alone, Emily!" Kieran shouted, his voice a rallying cry amidst the chaos.

The power of their combined magic grew, creating a blinding wall of light that began to consume the shadows. Lucien's furious growls echoed through the clearing, but the more they fought, the more the darkness faltered.

"Fools!" he spat, desperation creeping into his tone. "You think you can defeat me? I am eternal!"

As the light surged forward, Emily took a step closer, her heart steady with purpose. "You may be powerful, but you are not invincible. And love will always triumph over darkness!"

With one final push, they unleashed their magic, a brilliant wave of light that engulfed Lucien. The shadows screeched and writhed, desperate to escape, but the combined force of their determination and love was too much.

In that moment, Emily felt a rush of hope—hope that they could win this fight, that Aelios could be safe from Lucien's grasp. The darkness began to dissolve, revealing Lucien's shocked expression as he realized he was being overwhelmed.

"No!" he shouted, his voice filled with rage and disbelief. "This isn't over!"

With a final, explosive surge, the light engulfed him, pushing back the darkness until he vanished in a burst of shadows.

Silence fell over the battlefield, the tension dissipating as the Fae warriors looked at one another in disbelief.

"We did it," Cassius breathed, awe filling his voice.

Emily stood there, heart pounding, still trembling from the confrontation. She had faced the King of Hell and stood her ground.

But even as victory filled the air, she knew this battle might not be the last. Lucien would return; darkness would always seek to reclaim what it lost.

But in that moment, surrounded by her allies, the light of hope glimmering in the aftermath, Emily felt an unyielding strength rise within her. For Aelios, she would continue to fight, no matter the darkness that loomed ahead.

The final confrontation had ended, but the war for her son's future was just beginning.