Frostbite

chapter fourteen-showdown

Frost threw open the doors to the throne room. After absorbing Achkwa's essence, she felt that her knowledge of magic and magical capabilities were increased considerably. She slammed the doors aside. She instantly reacted as she entered the room and killed two imp guards before firing an icicle straight through a knight captain.

She spotted her father in conversation with some flying angelic-looking being though he had black wings, a cloud of shadow around him, and glowing red dots for eyes beneath his(or her's for that matter) helmet.

Anger flew through her again, and she sensed her blood rage form was ready to go again. Instead, however, she decided to wait for the right moment to unleash it again. She also had no clue if this new figure was truly hostile or not.

Surprisingly, her father had not noticed her. She took another few steps before yelling out, "VIVTULLUS!"

This got his attention as he let out a surprised "huh-!?" and snapped his head. He began to strangely chuckle once his full attention was on her. 

"Ah, my daughter...so nice of you to finally show up. We were just about to start worrying.. ” he rumbled to her.

 Frost wasn't phased as she hissed out, "spare me your lies and bullshit. I think you know that-" she summoned  a pair of ice swords and crouched into a combat stance 

"Go Azhecke..I'll deal with her" he growled 

The flying being simply nodded and vanished in a cloud of dark black mist with a soft hiss.

*"Azhecke...where have I heard that name before-?"* she thought before her father stomped the ground in anger.

"So you've made it past my four generals. I guess I should've foreseen it,” he hissed.

"And your entire two legends you had placed in here," she replied.

"hmph not bad despite your weak size..." he murmured.

"Size...isn't everything-!" she snapped.

"Then why have you come alone?" he asked

That brought a sudden smirk to her face, "Who said I was alone?" she asked and scraped her swords together creating blue sparks.

She hoped that Firefly would get the signal. She was controlling her minions so she knew that they'd respond.

luckily she did get the memo as her twenty-four minions appeared from behind their cover. Each of them were holding large cannons that fired beams of ice-filled energy. The beams exploded as Vivtullus roared in surprise.

Firefly dropped down beside Frost and let out from her hands a massive torrent of flame, which burned Vivtullus and drove him back.

"Grrr..you dare-!" he growled irritably as Frost charged him and stabbed her two swords into his chest.

"raaaa!!" he roared and knocked her off his bleeding chest with a punch. 

Normally that kind of punch would've killed or harmed her, but now, more than ever, she was glad that she had absorbed Mongur's essence. They allowed her to tank these blows.

Firefly manifested her own sword, but hers was made of fire and plasma. She slashed at his legs where small cuts appeared on his shins.

Her minions kept firing orbs upon orbs into his body. The orbs caused parts of his flesh to freeze and be blown off.

However, it seemed now that all their attacks were only annoying him as he suddenly swung his arm into the ground in front of him and carved a massive gorge of earth into his palm. He lit it aflame and hurled it at Frost.