Adventures of Sebrina 2: War Versus Dreadlord

CHAPTER 31: IN THE BRINK OF DEATH AND THE DEMON SIDES

===Endenia, Few Moments Before the Attack===

~~~Prince Entity 303's P.o.V.~~~

I sighed, as I looked around, my mind wandering to Sebrina.

"My Son... Let's have a little talk..."

I looked behind me, and saw Dad. I nodded, and faced him.

"In what matter Dad?", I asked.
"About Sebrina...", he sternly said.

I nodded.

"Would you think that Sebrina will forgive you?", I asked him.
"*sigh* I-I don't think so...", I honestly mumbled.
"Well, do you really love Sebrina?", he further asked.
"O-of course I do... She's the only one in my heart...", I answered, albeit weakly.

Dad nodded.

"I think it was time to-"
"My Lords, My Lords!"

We both looked up, and saw Enderra the Ender Dragon, flapping her wings slowly and steadily. Purple blood oozed from her side.

"What happened, Enderra?", my Dad asked.
"The Netherians! They were attacked by Dreadlord. They needed our help immediately!", she reported.

I felt my heart pound against my ribs crazily.

"We will come...", I said, as I summoned my silver Ender Smither scythe.

I looked at Dad.

"Dad, send troupes to the Overworld... The Shadows can be easily vanquished by the Enders.", I hissed.
"You're being a King now, my son...", Dad smiled.
"Stop the jokes... This is a serious situation!", I growled nervously, as I went to the Portal.

===Overworld===

As I went out, I saw Dreadlord, throwing his scythe to the weak and helpless Sebrina.

I growled in anger, and teleported in between Dreadlord and Ina.

Then, I swung my scythe sidewards, throwing his scythe off.

He glared at me, anger and surprise on his eyes.

I looked behind me, and saw Dad, dragging Sebrina to safety.

My eyes wandered to her sky blue eyes.

I smiled warmly at her.

But she gave me a sharp glare, indicating that she hated me. That she didn't trust me anymore.

That she doesn't love me anymore.

I felt myself smile wider at her, ensuring that she will not regret trusting me, just this once.

After a moment or two, I looked behind me, and glared directly to the Angel of Death's empty, black eyes.

I pointed my scythe to him, challenging him for a duel.

"Fight me, Dreadlord...", I challenged.

He snickered, summoning his scythe again.

"How dare you challenge the Dreadlord, my apprentice?", he sneered.
"I dareso, no doubts, no fears, no backing-up.", I hissed at him.
"I admire you now, Entity... I honestly viewed you as a complete coward, afraid of almost everything. No offense...", he teased.
"Thank you for such accurate describing of me... Unfortunately, all of you just knew a fraction of me... Of what I can do...", I hissed menacingly, my scythe still pointing at him.

Dreadlord snickered.

"I've always known that you sneaked your Dad and Ina out of the lair.", he sneered.
"And I always knew that you had prior knowledge about it... After all, I'm just that 'cowardly Prince, easily controlled and manipulated.' thing you have always dreamed of.", I sneered back.
"Unfortunately, I am more than that...", I added, as I attacked.