XXV: Cyrine; Muto

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Cyrine's P.O.V

...Gone...

my friends... gone...

Jaide... dead...

family... dead...

Navi... dead...

Illicero... dead...

Sendex... dead...

Letonin... dead...

Crepsus........ Crepsus... he's alive... he's alive......

Why is he alive? Why isn't he dead? Can I kill him? Can I kill him? I want to kill him. I really want to kill him. I want to...

I need to fucking kill him.

I screamed at the top of my lungs. A blood hurling shout that even hurt my own ears. A shout that showed the one before me, my anger. My sadness. My lust for revenge. And my grief.

I felt like I was transforming, like I was letting go of myself. Even as I cried, I couldn't even feel my own tears. My body kept vibrating, and trembling, as I kept letting go of everything. A dark cloud enveloped me within it and suddenly disappeared.

I felt strong. Insanely strong. Like... I could almost crush the world just by clapping.

Then... as if I went savage, all thoughts pointed to Crepsus. And every way I can possibly rip his body to shreds.

I glared at him, and sank right into the core of his soul. He's scared.

"Jesus... that much power?..." He asked himself, his voiced trembled pathetically.

I ran to his location at a shocking speed, letting my adrenaline take over. I connected my fist to his face mercilessly, watching him launch a good distance away, but I didn't let him get far.

'Let us aid you' I heard in my head. I felt a connection to the Earth all of the sudden...

"Go ahead then!" I yelled, placing my hand on the ground.

From here, I saw Crepsus flailing on the surface. From closer observation, I saw that he's fighting with... the undead...

I did that?...

I saw multiple skeletal figures slowly ripping away at him, then remembering that those were his own soldiers, all fried by whatever magic was capable of that. So many sacrifices... So many unnecessary deaths occurred here... I'm ending it all!

"Go! Show him no mercy like he showed none to me!" I yelled.

Crepsus roared in response, and broke away from my skeletons, flying into the air.

Well, that's no fun... I'll have to join you...

I screamed in pain as I forcibly grew wings of my own, and flew to him. Instead of punching him, I noticed my hands developed menacing claws meant for the kill.

I dealt a flurry of slashes to his front, not missing a single swing. I made a fist and held it in the air, letting bone surround it before smashing it upon his head.

He blocked with his rake before I could try that, and left long cuts to the left side of my body with it.

"Damn you!" I yelled, punching him in the gut before smashing his face with my armored fist.

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