We charged right into the streets, and started to cut down every guard in our way. Garroth was in his Relic form, and Fallen and Vylad were in their Shadow Knight forms.
I was still learning so I just tried my best to not get stabbed again. I managed to pick up a bow from one of the fallen guards, and ran across rooftops, shooting down whomever I saw. I noticed Garroth signal me down, so I jumped down from the room, and tossed the bow aside. We were surrounded by several bodies, and I wasn't even feeling bad. "How are you feeling?" He asked through a panting breath.
"No regrets," I huffed and drew my sword. Vylad ran up to us and tossed his head sideways to move his hair.
"Have either of you seen Fallen?" I was about to answer when I saw an explosion on the other side of the city followed by a screaming voice.
"GET BACK HERE AND FIGHT ME YOU BASTARDS!" I looked over at Vylad and he rolled his eyes.
"That her?"
"Yes."
"Anyway where's your mother Garroth?" I asked.
"You're not even going to get a chance to see her again by the time you're done with me... might as well give up now!" A sick voice laughed. I spun around to find a girl with pink hair and blue eyes, holding a silver sword the seemed to reap thousands of souls.
"Ivy!" Garroth growled.
"So, this is the famous Ivy?" I asked.
"You must have heard so much about me!" She laughed. I sighed.
"Garroth, Vylad, go find your mother. I'll handle this sad sack of bone and pink hair." I growled.
"(Y/N), you don't-"
"Garroth, don't make me say it again!" I snapped. He nodded then him and Vylad shrunk back, and started to run.
"Well how noble-"
"Cut the rambling, and tell me what it is you want from me."
"It's not what I want from you it's what's inside you."
"My relic? Like I'd ever give that up!"
"Guess this will have to go the hard way then," she smirked. She charged me, and I stood still, when she was within range I caught her swords blade, and ripped it from her hand, cutting open my palm in the process, and tossed it across the square. "I see how this is, you'd prefer hand to hand?"
I swung the hilt of my blade across her head, and she stumbled back, smiling. "Is that all you got?" She charged me again, and I caught her in the stomach, and slammed her into the ground, and held my sword to he throat. "I could just kill you, but then this would be any fun."
My vision suddenly got hazy, and I stumbled back. "Not now," I grumbled. I heard running footsteps as I hit the stone paved ground.
There was a large city, and lots of people. A boat was just coming into the docks, and two little girls ran off. I didn't recognize them immediately, but after a moment I heard someone say Lilith and Alina.
Another image appeared. It was Ivy standing over my weak body, looking ready to kill, and a wyvern? A wyvern swept down, and... bit her head off.
I felt my whole body jolt up as the image suddenly disappeared. I felt a searing pain down the middle of my torso. I looked down or see my stomach cut open, almost expertly. I covered the wound with my hands.
I couldn't feel it healing. I managed to move my eyes to see Ivy standing over me with her silver sword. "Oh... you're probably wondering why you haven't started to heal yet. Every move I make with this sword can't heal with magyks. Now if you don't mind I'll take that relic now."
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It's You /// Sequal: To Remember Her
Hayran KurguIt's been eighteen years since young (Y/N) Zvhal died in the arms of Garroth Ro'Meave. But something unexpected is about to happen, something that will change the perspective of Garroth's way of seeing of life. {Edited}