Incubus [BOOK 2] (Jimin FF)

Lost Art (Aileen's POV)

Part 7- FINAL PART

"Ready, begin!"

Rachel held her arms out to her sides and closed her eyes.

"Right now, I control this space," she says, and a large purple dome was formed around us.

"What the hell..?" I asked, preparing myself for any attacks she threw at me.

I tried to shoot a shadow orb at her, but nothing came out.

It's almost as if I couldn't use magic anymore.

"You can't do anything in this space now. I've gained control of it," Rachel said, walking towards me.

I gave up trying to use magic and ran towards her, swinging my fist towards her and getting a good hit on her.

Unfortunately, she didn't seem to take much damage and instead just pointed behind me.

"Go back."

As those words left her mouth, I was flung back, my back roughly hitting the wall.

I fell to the floor and coughed up some blood.

"Not bad, Rachel. Not bad at all," I chuckled as I stood back up with a smirk.

"If I can't use my own magic, I'll use something else," I said.

My spirits all appeared in front of me, each having their weapons ready with their magic infused into it.

Aqua had kunai, Blaze had chain blades, Wind had dual swords, and Electro had a double-sided spear.

"Go," I said.

And with just one word, my spirits went into battle with Rachel as their opponent.

As they fought, it bought me time to think about how I was supposed to break this anti-magic spell of hers.

How do I break this thing?

It seems like a strong spell.

What do I do?

I've been backed into a corner.

This was her plan, wasn't it?

Dammit. How do I do this?

"You're wide open!"

A large claw grabbed me and lifted me up, almost choking me.

"Let m-me go..." I choked out.

Rachel floated up towards me, leaving my spirits down there, beaten.

That fast? How is she-

"I really didn't want this to end that quickly, Aileen. Guess I'll have to finish you off," she chuckled.

She slowly closed her first which made the claw grab tighter as well, suffocating me even more.

I struggled to get out of its grip. It was just too strong.

Is this the end?

It can't be.

Not yet.

I can't go out just yet.

"Not yet," I whispered which drew Rachel's attention to me.

"What?"

"Not yet... I'm not done. Not yet..." I said quietly.

"What are you talking about?" she asked.

I struggled once again, making her laugh.