Cambion (Complete)

31 - Beautiful Catastrophe

I pointed my spear tip at the devil. He didn't even look down at the spear but kept his eyes on me. He moved his arm behind his back making me tighten my grip on my weapon.

Without turning around, the devil poked one finger into the void and pulled down creating a wavering rip. His arm stretched downward as he opened the portal at just the right height for him to fit through.

Slowly, the devil floated backward and through the portal, the last piece of him to vanish being his pointed red chin. I had no other choice. I had to follow him, even though that's exactly what he wanted.

It took a second for me to figure out how to move in this world, but within a few seconds, I was able to float forward with the use of my mind. The flapping lips of the portal splashed a wind that wasn't there over my face. It tickled my cheeks as I entered it.

This wasn't like the other portals I'd been through. This one was instant. A piece of debris rammed into my shin as I landed on the ground. Standing up, I discovered where the devil had brought me. My home. The abandoned church.

I twisted my body around, feeling goosebumps prickle across my arms as I imagined him being right behind me. But there was no one. I scanned the entire church but could make out no signs of life. No devil. No Gauss.

I was about to make my way for the exit when my eyes fell upon this world's version of the portal book, the one that would take us back to the Stillness Chamber. This gave me an idea.

I grabbed a tattered piece of paper from the ruins of the altar. I pricked my finger and used the blood to write two words onto it.

He's coming

I opened the book cautiously and sent the note through the portal, being careful not to be sucked in myself. I then slipped the book underneath my chin and behind my silver chest piece. It was an uncomfortable fit, but it fit nonetheless.

The first thing I noticed walking outside wasn't the devil but the massive portal he was in the process of creating. I caught him peeling a corner of the rift he'd formed and walked with it to make it a larger entrance. My brain snapped at to what he was doing, and my legs began running before I even had to tell them too.

The devil was too preoccupied with his portal as I put all my strength into the jab that could save all mankind and all its various races. I felt the spear sink into his surprisingly thin skin until it hit something hard and stopped.

As the dust settled, I was clinging onto a vibrating spear haft and the devil remained still.

"You honestly believe a weapon created in this world can slay a god such as myself?"

"You're no god," I spat. "You're nothing but a child with power."

"Hmm, that hurt more than it should have."

The devil turned and I pulled my spear out before he took it with him. As he turned around I noticed that he'd morphed one his arms into a double-edged sword, and, with blinding speed, he brought it down on my demonic arm. I had no time to react and so I watched as my black arm fell from my shoulder. It smacked into the ground like a pile of dead meat, leaving the spear in just my human hand. It wasn't the pain that worried me, but that of my demon form leaving me as it tried to repair itself.

The devil took a step forward, both of his eyes twitching into the opposite directions. They moved up and down as the devil lost more of his human characteristics and took on more of... well, I didn't know what. The yellow bubbly saliva dripping out of his mouth told me he was done talking. He moved his hand outward and snapped his fingers.

I could hear loud buzzing noises, like the flapping of millions of thin wings, coming from behind him. The sound grew louder and louder until hordes of demons flew through the portal like bees escaping a falling hive. In the midst of these flying demons came the humanoid like demons. They carried crossbows, swords, spears, nets, maces, and more! They were black and looked like charred humans and smelled like them too. Behind the humanoids were the giants. Each of their steps shook the ground beneath my feet. Behind them, they dragged gigantic clubs with nails stuck in them.