Tearha: The Number 139

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Ex

"Listen," Light said, pacing left and right before the two elves, a sword of light in his hand. "I don't really want to fight. I just want to know what you've found in the Undercity. And once I know, I'll go~!"

"You're lying," Adelaide replied immediately.

"You're not here to let us go." Nadier added.

The smirk on Light's face broke the handsomeness as a bent would to clay. "I'm not lying. Not entirely. I'm not The Watcher, you know~?" he sang his way with a glee that felt sick. "I don't lie all the time. Just enough to get me by."

A question hit the dark elf, and he asked, "How did you know I was in the Undercity?"

Excitedly, Light exclaimed, "I was watching you, my little monster." He pointed back towards The Tower. "From over there."

"How did you see–?" Nadier paused and looked towards The Tower before staring around at the sky in shock. He turned back to Light with a seriousness in his eyes. "What did you do?"

Light chuckled, "Oh, look, you figured it out." Then, his brow cocked aside as he thought out loud, "But that must mean my dear Watcher has already seen through it a long time ago."

Adelaide asked, "Seen through what?"

"He did something to the sky. Think back, Adelle. A hundred years ago, could we see as far as we could now?"

Light spread opened his arms. "That's right! I 'flattened' the waves of light over Eltar. I can see as far as I need, as far as I want. Nothing escapes my eyes."

Nadier did not move from his spot. Something stirred within his head as he stared blankly ahead while puzzles began to piece themselves.

Almost instantly, Light grew angry, his voice growling as he said, "What's with that look? I know The Watcher has that look. He's the only one allowed to have that look!" He pointed his palm forward and charged up a blast of light.

He fired. Adelaide jumped towards Nadier, fingers reaching out towards the dark elf. The tip of her nails scraped him, and she teleported the both of them a step to the left just as the beam of light shot through where they stood, blasting apart the ground behind them in a shower of dirt and mud.

"Nads!" She shouted at him. "Get a grip! Focus!"

Light stepped menacingly towards them. "I grow tired of this. Tell me what you've found out in Ta'Galadul, or my next attack will not be so kind."

Nadier refocused and plainly told Light, "The dark elves are preparing for war."

"Is that right? That is not something I wanted to hear." Light mused. He did not question Nadier's statement, somehow knowing it was truth without confirmation. He held the sword of light like a one-handed spear. "I'm afraid you have outlived your usefulness and I tire of playing with you. I have a war to plan."

A grenade arced through the air, thumping into the ground at Light's feet before the spear of light was thrown. The small cannister exploded, sending a rocking blast and shock wave outwards, pushing grasses away and sending chunks of dirt flying. Nadier took a quick look back towards the town to see Luce darting back into the cover of an alley wall.

"Adelle!" he shouted, taking a grip of the elf's shoulder.

She teleported them behind Light, the man still coughing within the cloud of dust. Her axes spun forward, slashing into where the Lord stood. The man raised his arms, blocking the two weapon with the shell of magic that surrounded his body. Nadier stepped around Adelaide and spun a stabbing dagger towards Light. Light reacted with unparalleled reflexes, bringing down Adelaide's weapons with the force of his body as he ducked at Nadier's attack. But the dark elf felt the tip of his blade nick at familiar soft skin, the Neverite tipped blade cutting through the shell of magic. Light gathered another collection of energy within his body. Nadier placed a hand on Adelaide's shoulder and she teleported them away.