Valkyrie: Life of a Warrior

#47

Dean's POV

The Prince had felt and bore all types of pain in his lifespan. But he  could never fully grasp the pain derived from bending of souls. It was unexplainable, it wasn't physical; it wasn't even emotional.  

All he could think of while he had been tortured was death. But he fought it, he had gone through unmentionable things in life, he wasn't going to drop dead by the hands of some foolish werewolf. 

He was much stronger than that. Even as he screamed out in pain,  he used his last strength to call unto Achilie. No matter how a good deal of a problem he was in, he could rely on Achilie. 

Instead of trying to bear the burden and harness his powers to reduce the pressure of the soul bender, he risked sending a message to his Pegasus; Achilie. 

Just when things had gotten to its extreme, and his energy force blinked a dark blue, signaling extreme danger; It stopped. 
Many things in life didn't make sense, and many times, there were things that remained full of questions, but never in his life had he seen or heard of someone who did the impossible. 

She wasn't only immune to  soul bending,  but she also protected  him from it. It wasn't just possible,  the only people immune to that, where those without a soul, and the only people without souls were dead people.

 
The prince stared in absolute shock at JJ,  he just couldn't believe it. The soul bender screamed in agony once again, reminding him of her young age; she wasn't even old enough to use and control her powers. Gifts like soul bending needed the highest level of training and control, it took years of experience to be able to do that. 

But the Rogue and the Witch didn't care about that, instead, they used their compelling powers to force out her aura, making everyone within close proximity to suffer a pain worse than death.

It was only after the compelling pressure got to its highest point,  and the girl slumped limp to the ground, did the rogue wolf regained his senses.

The Prince knew almost immediately, that it was the only chance they had to escape,  the death of the young girl had opened up an escape room.

Without the eyes of both the rogue and the witch on him, he reached into his  subconscious mind and picked up his Teek powers, breaking the chains that held him down.

The Rogue and Witch were on the floor trying all they could to revive the soul bender, but even he knew how impossible it was.

Without wasting any time,  he reached to JJ's chains, releasing her out of the thrall. Expecting to see a happy JJ, he was met with an expression he recognized and understood so well on her face.

She stared at the dead soul bender with what he could describe as blank. 

"Just where do you think you are going," The Rogue questioned with anger pouring out from his body language.

The Prince wasn't one to waste time on unnecessary talks,  so he gave a not so pleasant answer, in the form of a large flame that engulfed the Rogue and made a wall separating he and JJ  from the claws of the torturers. 

He picked up JJ and ran away with the not so much power he had left. While ensuring that a wall of fire stayed as a shield from the harsh environment of rogues that surrounded them.

Sprinting as fast as he could with JJ in hand was harder than he thought, as his energy had been drained away. Stumbling around,  looking for a sign of an exit proved harder than expected. 

The girl on his hand shot out as if electrocuted. She grabbed him on his forearms and began mumbling quiet words. 

He attempted to understand what she was saying but couldn't, as she spoke too softly. Her expression still remained blank as she jumped away from his hands, startling him. Before he could recover, she was already running down, back to the hole where the cells were located.