When Supernaturals Meet

Chapter 4: Late Regret

Cyril smirked. A warrior, ah yes, a warrior this lady shall be.

With a tug, he pulled her up to her feet and wiped her tears dry.

"There, there my young mistress, dry your tears. We soon will be meeting the other participants and you wouldn't want them to think of you as a crybaby right?"

With a final sniff, Yuki dried her eyes and cheeks. Pulling herself together for the last time, she lowered her eyebrows and let all the despair melt away from her.

Cyril is right, this isn't the time to cry over split milk.

Seeing that she was finally ready, with a flick of the wrist, a black portal whirled behind him, only darkness churning amidst of it.

Once again, he held onto Yuki's hand and paused before he could actually step into the black abyss.

"Are you ready my Mistress? This is a portal leading to the underworld. Once entering this place, you will be marked with The Mark of Diabolo. Then will be no turning back," Cyril looked back at her, waiting for her reply.

She grinned and told him in a straight manner, " Do I look like I have any regrets now?"

Cyril nodded, smiling to himself and turned towards the portal.

Such a fine and brave young lady.

Together they leaped forth, but just at the moment before they we're wholely consumed by the wormhole, a familiar voice called out .

"YUKI!"

Quickly turning her head back, she caught a glimpse of Shinya holding the frame of the wooden door for support while calling out her name with big and widened eyes.

Blood trickled down from his arm and face, one of his eyes were closed his leg was twisted in an awkward manner.

Then will be no turning back.

The words of Cyril was the last thing in her mind once she was sucked into the portal and Shinya disappearing from sight.

"Shinya!" Yuki screamed, arms outstretched at the dissolving figure.