Witches of the Elements - Book 8: Bringer of Silence

Episode 44: Lynith

Episode 44: Lynith

            Jenna removed a bunch of tree limbs out from over her body. She had teleport to what looked to be a jungle, but wasn’t sure. She noticed a cave up head and headed for it until she snapped a twig by stepping on it. Jenna shivered for a brief second; feeling a rush of sorrow and helplessness over came her. “Tyi?” she gasped, knowing the feeling was him. She didn’t know how, but Tyisim was here in Th’rial somewhere. She looked up into the sky as the clouds opened up and a beam of light pierced downward into the rocky floor in front of her. A patch of rocks started the mold as an image of a female with brown short hair wearing an all white toga appeared before her.

            “I…am Lynith, goddess of Truth and Elementalist of Life. Jennafer, the gods are pleased with your progress, but your current skills will not be enough to defeat the minions of Xiong. I offer you the power to wipe out your enemies where they stand. But you must earn such a gift. The Behemoth…a creature that roam this land. Bring me his head Jennafer of Sanchez, and I will give you the ability to will its power!”

            “You’re kidding right? You want me a mortal…witch, to bring you the head of a creature called Behemoth?” asked Jenna. Lynith pointed her finger, Jenna turned around seeing Tyisim hanging from a tree. His hands were tied up by a vine as his body dangled. “Tyi!” shouted Jenna, running to his aid. As she approached the tree, something caused her to stop.

            “ROAOAORARAOAARA!” The ground quake as a massive size monster crept out of the forest, eyeing Jenna. The Behemoth had a grey purple skin tone, white fur on this arms, legs, and back, long claws and sharp teeth. Jenna cracked her knuckles, “Let’s get this party start, ‘cause I’m here to rock your world.”

            “AHRAHRA!” screamed the Behemoth as it jumped in the air and stomped down hard on landing, and then he locked hands and slammed them down too, creating a wave from the ground itself.

            “Goddamn,” panicked Jenna. She clinched her fists and closed her eyes tight, concentrating with all her might. The wave of dirt and gravel came and went right through her. She altered her body again, making it rock hard and charged toward the Behemoth. The Behemoth stomped his right foot, creating a massive ripple. Jenna hopped on a ring and it gave her the push she anticipated as she jumped up, spun around and kicked him in his chest, sending the Behemoth flying, while she was in mid air and before he flew, he grabbed her foot and threw her into the rocks that made up the cave she saw earlier. The Behemoth walked toward her, his dark eyes glowed purple as vines wrapped all around Jenna, preventing her from moving.

            The Behemoth turned his head as a chunk of the cave broke off and levitated in the air. He tilted his head and sent the bolder flying in Jenna’s direction. Jenna closed her eyes and walked through the vines, then she turned rock hard and grabbed the bolder as it hit, pushing her back. Her feet dug through the ground as her fingers dug into the bolder. “AHHHH!” she screamed, spinning around once and sent the bolder flying right back, crashing into the Behemoth face. She quickly ran up, jumped in the air and locked hands. As she came falling down, she raised her fists and decked the Behemoth directly on its head. The Behemoth crashed face first onto the ground as Jenna landed on its back. She turned and grabbed his head,

            “AARARAHAAHA!” he screamed.

            “You messed with the wrong chicka beyoch!” shouted Jenna as she snapped his neck. Jenna jumped off of him, seeing that his body started to dissolve until a bright green shard was left behind. She snatched it and once it was in her hand, Jenna’s body started to pulsate as ground itself circled around her underneath. Jenna felt different, powerful, and stronger than ever before now. She lifted her hand and the vine that had Tyisim lowered him on command.

            Jenna ran over and untied Tyisim hands, checking to see if he was alright. His eyes slowly opened, she wanted to communicate with him, but no sound came out her mouth.

            “Gen swally, gen zu za.”

            “Look out!” shouted Tyisim, pushing Jenna out of the way. A huge hand made of sand grabbed Tyisim and dragged him toward Na’ash.

            “NO!” shouted Jenna, waving her hand. A tree swung one of its branched, but missed…Tyisim and Na’ash were gone.