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⠀⠀"This is it! Our final battle!" His coarse voice was barely audible in contrast to the profusion of Grimleal warriors spawning prevalently.
⠀⠀I oscillated my view from left to right, surveying the distance from our allies, and the opponent, their power, weaponry, distance, speed. It was awry, but I saw it all. Chrom's voice rang it my ears as I gaped to speak.
⠀⠀"Right!" When I had woken to discover three stricken faces amongst me, I never thought I'd find a family, to experience a journey as rapturing and cryptic as this.
⠀⠀Millions upon millions of Grimleal elapsed us, causing their eager bloodlust to rankle me. Prudently scrutinizing the abundant of warriors, a haughty voice brought me back; the voice of my father. Or so claimed.
⠀⠀Validar, servant of Grima, the fell dragon, had unraveled that I was his daughter, and half of the fallen dragon.
Over the years, the Shepherds had stumbled upon a quaint figure, a child of ours, claiming they came from the future. And we had come to one conjecture; it was heinous. The earth below my feet rumbled, as if being rived by an incognito. A piercing veil of lurid violet surrounded us, blocking the enemies along with our allies.
⠀⠀"Just to make sure this is between us." He emitted a sniggering jest, as if this was a game. I narrowed my eyes, glaring at Chrom as I brusquely nodded. "Let's go."
⠀⠀With such imperative words, we dashed towards the malicious being, the lord and the tactician, weapons ready. My muscles tensed as I raised my right arm, a Arcthunder tome perched on my left. Crackling thunder magic was emitted from it, hurtling at the opponent at immense speeds. Grunting, Validar countered, his own tome equipped.
⠀⠀"Chrom!" I hollered, while I relentlessly launched bolts of lightening to maim my father.
"Right!" Chrom replied, dashing forward as he deftly smitten the servant to Grima. Validar stumbled backwards, before retaliating with a belligerent glare plastered to his face. Chrom and I attacked in stride, until, my father had had enough and antagonistically tossed me aside. My lithe body was flung to the wall, where I emitted an agonizing cry and slumped to the floor.
⠀⠀Meanwhile, Chrom was relentlessly attacking my father, blade deflecting spell and spell singeing the durable metal of his Falchion. I was awfully dizzy, yet in the periphery of my view, Chrom was tiring and a malevolent smirk was plastered to Validar's expression. Chrom spontaneously faltered for a second, allowing my father to attack.
I wouldn't allow that, so I countered with my own spell and that, caused residual damage.
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⠀⠀The facade of Validar began to vanish, a caliginous veil gradually enveloping him. "Are you alright?" Chrom's voice queried, sweat rolling down his forehead. "This is not over!" The diminishing figure cried, sending a spell towards Chrom.
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⠀⠀Adrenaline pulsed through my veins, the blaring noise of the spell droning out other noises. Imperatively, I reached out, and pushed the new Ylissean exalt aside, the adeptly launched attack, grazing my robe as it implanted itself in the wall.
Stricken by such an immense blow, I was tossed to the floor, grimacing as a grave pain pervaded my leg. Chrom was by my side when I revived, a small grin etching his face.
⠀⠀"Are you alright?" He queried, optics scrutinizing my every wound. I briskly nodded, ignoring the burning sensation in my leg.
"That's the last of him. Thanks to you, we can rest in peace now." His subtle words should have assured me, yet it troubled me. This didn't seem like the end. A transparent layer of crimson red, obscured my view, causing my head to pound incessantly as I wearily put my hand to me head. Muffled words filled my head, an edge of malice in them. What was happening? "Hey! Are you okay?" Chrom asked crucially, his facade conjecturing a worried feeling. Nonetheless, the muffled speaking continued, until...
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⠀⠀Upon my palms perched a lightening bolt, as I was oblivious to the crackling. Never once had I been an ingrate towards my abilities. Now, I regret such competent skills. Savagely, my arm spontaneously raised, ejecting the crackling bolt from my hands and into Chrom's abdomen, an anguished expression etching his features as he staggered backwards, choking upon the crimson bile rising from his throat.
⠀⠀"This... Is not... Your fault..." For a second the exalt faltered, the light in his azure gaze diminishing before his final words were spoken.
⠀⠀"Promise me, you'll escape from this place." The words still lingered upon the eddying air as he fell to the floor with a thump.
⠀⠀His words rang in my ears, attempting to overcome the surge of Grima. 'Promise...' An unsettling pain pierced my heart at the revelation that I had murdered my best friend. I couldn't handle it anymore, I dropped to my knees, half from languid and half from disbelief. The last thing I recall, was becoming overwhelmed with caliginous shadows, the dark deluging me as I heard the voices; 'All hail Grima...'
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Fire Emblem: Awakening
FanfictionA female awakens upon a field to find a trio of what they claimed to be "Ylisseans." This female, named Sapphyre, joins their rankings and fights against enemies as their tactician. This leads to journeys through the world and a friendship that last...
