Adina

15. Demon

Just going to put a note here as a warning that this chapter might be a bit graphic for some people. Please take this into advisement before you read this.

Fire and Fear. Storms and Screams. Almost done. This nightmare is almost over. My mother is here. Viggo is here and so is Ryker. We just need to get out of this alive. Alive and happy. Just one last battle.
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“I accept your terms,” Damon agrees, placing his hands on his hips.
Adina easily falls into a ready position as Viggo and Ryker pull out their own weapons, a ways behind us.

“My daughter has issued the challenge for herself,” I tell them as I lift my arm, forcing the two men to keep from advancing, “So she must be the one to complete it.”

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(Adina’s pov.)

Jumping up I swing my swords down toward the man’s head in a downwards swipe. Damon retaliates by raising his own sword over his head, effectively halting my attack. A quick but sturdy punch is delivered to my rips, knocking the air out of my lungs, and sending me to the ground outside the tent.

I barely had time to catch my breath again before I detected danger and had to perform a backflip to avoid Damon’s sword from finding a home in my neck. Damon continues his assault by slashing repeatedly at my face. Not once letting up.

While the Snake’s Den leader continues to hack and slash away, I continue to dodge and evade his blows. Not letting even one of his potentially devastating strikes, break through my defenses. Damon continues to attack, pushing me towards the steepest edge of the hill.

As soon as an opening makes its presence known to me, I jump over the powerful man and drag my swords down his back. Damon releases a yelp of pain, stumbling forward slightly as two wounds begin dripping blood before he twirls on his toe and runs at me again.

The long, dual-edged blade begins raining down attacks all around me. Some of the strikes managed to slip past my defenses, cutting into my arms and torso. Thankfully, none were deep enough to cause any serious damage.

Dropping down low to the ground, I swing one of my legs under Damon’s legs knocking him down to the ground. Jumping back up, I push my two blades down towards the man’s chest with the intent to end this fight. Damon ends this attempt by ramming his knee into my left hip and knocking me onto the ground. The Snake’s Den leader is soon upon me, once again raining down blows with even more ferocity.

I continue to block the man blow for blow until he intentionally steps on my injured hip with a whole lot of force.

I let out a cry of pain before jabbing my shorter blade through Damon’s thigh. The brutish man lets out a similar cry of pain before stumbling away from me. I roll away a bit as well, not without causing pain to bolt through my joint, to get into a better position to fight in case the Snake’s Den leader begins his assault again.

“You fight pretty well for a child,” Damon comments as he clutches his wounded leg that had started bleeding considerably, with an oily snake tattooed hand.

“Well, I have had better days,” I respond in between pants as I force myself to stand despite the pain that is pulsing from my injury.

“What is that supposed to mean?” Damon asks as he stands as well, drawing his sword.

“It means, you have forced me into a disadvantage from lack of physical activity and… I have seen better from drunken idiots,” I say with a smirk at his enraged expression.

With a roar of rage, Damon runs at me and I run at him with both blades extended. Running past each other, we both stop at opposite ends of the field before turning around. We regard each other in silence.

Until Damon falls to the ground dead, blood welling from a clean strike that cut a few inches into his abdomen, into his liver.

Looking back towards Viggo and Ryker, I see my mother approaching me. When she drew near, she gently pats my back and giving me a proud look, before marching over to Damon’s dead body.

Kari then drags his dead body to the cliff that I had previously locked in precariously battle over, only a little while ago. The cliff that looks over the battling forms of the Snake’s Den raiders and the dragon hunter troops.

“Your leader is dead,” my mother yells, her voice echoing towards the bloody beach,

“Raiders, lay down your weapons. There is no need for us to continue to fight any longer.”

I begin limping over to my mother to get a view of the battle as well when Viggo suddenly helped me by slinging my arm over his shoulder.

“Easy Anu, there is no need to strain yourself further,” Viggo tells me quietly.

“Agreed,” Kari replies as she walks up to us, “The Raiders are surrendering and I believe it is past time for us to leave this place.”

“Yeah. It was never really a home anyway,” I respond as my limbs start to become heavy from overworking them so much in my fight.

I barely hear Ryker order all the dragon hunters to the ships so that we can return home before I let myself slip away from the overwhelming exhaustion.

A/N
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