Ammit's jaws caught Annette's shield. Its fangs locked onto the divine metal as Annette swung it round, knocking the beast asunder with a crash. The Devourer rose onto its claws unwinded and undaunted, bellowing an angry roar. She clashed against the shield again, nearly knocking Annette down. Her claws scrabbled against the iron, her teeth gripping the frame. Annette held her ground firm and unyielding like the earth beneath her feet, but even earth gave way under pressure. Annette felt her own spirit tiring. She could only hold up against the beast for so long. She mustered her strength striking Ammit's snapping jaws and swiping paws. Annette would hold firm. She would not give in.
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Emma never imagined she'd be on the battlefield fighting alongside her son. Yet here she was, slicing down vampires blasting her enemies apart beside the cleave and strike of Lyudmil's Damascus sword. Her heart nearly stopped when his blade gleamed with runes and disintegrated a vampire as it cleaved its body in half.
Emma gawked amazed. "Incredible you can do Arcane magic. How? When did you figure that out?"
"I discovered it soon after you left." Lyudmil cleaned the blade. "As for how..." He smiled at her in a loving way. "I am my mother's son."
More vampires attacked nearly overwhelming them. Mother and son stood their ground, baring their gleaming swords with fire in their eyes. Lyumdmil focused, drawing a circle with his finger before placing them to his mouth in a sharp whistle. An enormous mastiff lunged from the portal tearing apart the vampires with his fangs. Lydumil opened another circle and whistled again. Out charged a great ram, trampling enemies and tossing them in the air for Aktinos to slice asunder. The animals heeled to their master's side. The dog snarling in a thunderous growl, and the ram pawed his bloodied hoof.
Emma couldn't help the tears as she smiled at her son. A sharp cry drew their attention away, down another street, cultist vampires cornered a group of humans against a small barricade. Emma and Lyudmil cut them down from behind while the humans shot from the windows above. Emma's body shuddered, but again Bastet's soul calmed her, and she finished over the remaining vampires, looking up at Robespierre on top of the barricade.
"Vive la Révolution!" Robespierre raised his fist.
"VIVE LA REVOLUTION!!" Emma bellowed, raising her sword.
The dog familiar tore a vampire's throat out. The ram trampled another flat. "Vive la Révolution." Lyudmil cheered, happy to be part of it all.
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Castlevania Nocturne: A Sneak Peak
FanfictionA 'sneak peak' of a future series chronicling the events of Castlevania Nocturne following Emmaline Tepes and her mother as they watch over their descendant families in different ways. A work in progress. I just wanted to write the first chapter down
