The Angel of Death

Part - 31

The atmosphere turned grim suddenly. Brightness of the day dimmed and breeze started blowing hard in Nomansland's still atmosphere. However Tiatan and Stefan didn't notice anything, so occupied were they in their battle.

Suddenly Stefan slipped and fell on his back and Tiatan kept the tip of his sword on his throat and laughed. "Give up my friend" Tiatan laughed.

"You are not my friend. You never were." Stefan spat.

"Then I need not remind you that I warned you to not to be sure next time that I won't hurt you." Alayken asked poking his sword further and dragging it over to Stefan's chest and stopping right above his heart.

"No." Stefan breathed out.

"Good, then get ready to die little prince"

"Not today." Stefan replied before kicking him away and rolling sideways, then he kicked again before Tiatan could regain his balance, sending him flat on his back.

Stefan knew if he gave him any time he would again start attacking him. So without wasting a second he jumped on his chest, shoving his arms down beside him and started punching his face nonstop.

Tiatan growled and cursed but Stefan didn't stop until he felt Tiatan's nose and mouth turned to nothing but bloody pulp. He only stopped for a moment when Tiatan went limp below him, but he realized his mistake when he felt a sharp pain in side where Tiatan has shoved a knife in him.

Stefan looked disbelievingly at the man he has once called friend smiled through the bloodied messed up lips, before he pushed him back.

He fell back clutching his side as sharp pain shot through him. Tiatan got up and raised his sword saying "Enough talking."

Stefan tried to get up but slipped and fell again. He looked up at Tiatan's raised sword and tried pull himself back until his back came against the boulder. He started to get up with the help of the boulder behind his back when Tiatan pinned him with his foot on stomach, which was already burning with pain, making him hiss.

Helplessly he saw Tiatan bring down his massive sword on him.

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"No no no... I don't want any of this. I don't want to kill anyone." Tessa screamed.

"Not even the bad people? Evil like that warlock down there who had killed uncountable innocent people. Do you want to let him live so he could kill many more?" The voice / the Duroider asked

"I... I don't know."

"Do you not care for the justice?"

"I do but... but I don't want to be the one serving it. I am just a normal girl..."

"Normal? Define normal. Have you really felt normal in your entire life? No. Because you may have not remember but you knew you never were just a normal girl."

"No!"

"Deny all you want but if you just let me show you what you really are, what you really meant to be..."

"No!"

"Just take a deep breath and look deeper into your mind and you will see." The voice / the Duroider commanded and Tessa couldn't help but comply.

At first she couldn't see anything only darkness, only nothingness. Then slowly it became clear. She saw nine men and women standing in a circle on frozen ground, surrounded by dark forest. Huge fire burned in the center furiously. A old woman circling around it muttering something in ancient language she couldn't understand.