[✔] The Watcher's Downfall ORIGINAL (Hermitcraft Fanfiction)

Chapter 21: The Watcher's Downfall

(Warning: Slight violence, more fighting.)

POV: Grian
Location: Watcher's Lair

The falling of the chandelier threw me off my feet, sending me towards the floor. I slid on my side, covering my face. I wasn't able to get far enough from the glass. I felt a few pieces of glass in my left arm. I just can't not get injured, can't I?

I scrambled to my feet, backing away and covering the left side of my face. There was a huge scratch, and unfortunately, I believe it damaged my left eye. I forcefully exhaled, adrenaline from earlier still lingering.

All of my left side hurt, but I ignored it for now. I limped close to the others. AppleG pushed a potion of healing into my empty hand. I took it, feeling less pain than before.

I looked down at my body, seeing a few pieces of glass sticking out of my skin. I plucked them out since they weren't deep. They were only through the surface of my skin.

"Is he dead?" An admin asked, voice shaking. I turned to see a scared BadBoyHalo who was trembling with fear. I gaze at him with sympathy.

"I'm not so sure. Be on guard though, we don't know how many Watchers are left." I quietly say. I look over to the glowing light purple aura which was farther away from me. Xisuma was hurt, physically and mentally... and emotionally. Directing my attention to the other side of the room, I squint to see with my right eye better. My left hand was still over my left eye.

It seems like most of the Watchers were killed from the amount of glass that fell. When I say that the chandelier was huge, it was. There was glass all over the floor, the carpet was ripped and stained with blood, and the bodies of Watchers were on the floor.

"You... blasted admins... will pay..." Head Watcher's strangled void came. A weak arm pushed parts of the chandelier away, revealing the mangled body of the Head Watcher. He staggered to his feet sneering at every single person in the room.

"This will end once and for all, Head Watcher." I growled. I remove my hand from my face, my left side was blurry, but I couldn't care less. Drops of blood slid down my face, but I ignored it.

"I won't go down without a fight." He snarled. I flew towards Head Watcher, wielding my obsidian sword. The Head Watcher, who had no weapon to defend himself, threw his hands up as if that would stop me. I knocked him over, putting my foot on his throat. He gagged and tried to breathe.

"Void." I say, voice cold and unforgiving.

"Yes, Prime Admin?" I heard Xisuma ask.

"Come." He approached me, and I stepped back. I gestured at the Head Watcher who was breathing hard and shakily.

"No, Prime Admin, I won't kill him. You deserve to do it. But, I do want to say a few things." He leaned down, near Head Watcher's ear. The Head Watcher tried to punch him, but Xisuma grabbed his wrist. He muttered a few words which made the Head Watcher widen his eyes in fear. I smirked at the amount of fear and terror in his eyes. Xisuma backed away just a little, a satisfied look on his face, especially his eyes. His unique purple aura faded a little, but still shone brightly.

Head Watcher tried getting up, but I put my foot onto his chest, knocking the wind out of him and pushing him back to the ground.

"Heh, you have won this time, Admins. But we'll be back. It will happen." He gasped.

"Any last words?" I asked, raising his sword above the Head Watcher's chest, much like the movies.

"I curse you forever, Xelqua Grian." He snarled in response. I growled and plunged the sword into his chest. The Head Watcher coughed blood, a vast amount flowed out of his mouth from the corners. The light faded from his eyes, a small smirk resting on his face. His blank eyes started up at the ceiling, and the grasp on his sword loosened. He didn't puff into smoke, as it was a perma-death.