Carmine (Completed)

Chapter 66

A heartbeat pulsated in my ears as Valor ran to Five.

"What is going on?" Marideth asked.

I rubbed my fingers, crushed the tense air against my palm and my veins raised to the fore. "My enemies. Sandream get them into the other room."

Sandream never moved, giving me a blank stare.

Adu grabbed all the women, pulling them by the hands. "Come on, you too mother."

I growled. "Sandream you potato-headed- Valor come here. Grab that table!"

We prepared defenses. To think an alarm would have been raised.

One of the slaves escaped mother…

Of course, they did. I should have...

My thoughts were unpure, but my actions were not as simple. Five drew out his sword, while I crouched behind the table, arrow gun drawn, knife slotted into my belt, and heart ready for the battle to come.

A shimmering chill coursed through me. Adu came up from the sub-chamber and said, "They are inside." He looked at Valor and laid out his palm. "A weapon would be nice."

Valor froze. Sandream looked through the window. I said, "I do not have more than my knife and bow."

Valor turned, looked around briefly, and approached the window. He sidestepped Sandream and kicked over a mirror. It shattered, but Valor crushed his feet inside the mirror and ripped out a piece of curved metal.

Adu frowned. "What jokes you runneth?"

Valor said, "Only the best kinds."

Sandream slapped Valor on his back and gestured his attention to the window. Valor immediately groaned out aloud. "Son of a bastard, they bounded us."

I came to the window and saw no sun or green lawn outside. Only a dark cloudy endless sky, I cursed my rotten luck.

"Any way out of this?" I asked.

Valor sighed. "Only someone with cracking abilities can break the bounding."

Five said, "I can do it."

Valor looked at him weirdly. "You? Cracking encoding? You will have to use pure power. It will waste your body away faster."

Adu cut in. "Why is the sky so dark… also where is the castle and-"

"Do we have an option?" Five asked without looking behind him.

The door was knocked so hard it shook.

Sandream shifted to the side as a metallic silver liquid came through the window splashing against the floor.

That liquid formed into the melting figure of a man.

The hell was that? Sandream shouted out, "Septorial Raid Skin eight hundred! Throw water at it!"

What? The figure's arm formed into a spear and flew pass my neck. Valor pushed me out of the way and kicked up a pot sending it flying.

It hit the figure, while the water drenched its face and its form shivered. Those ripples washed over its body with a strike of violence. The scream it bellowed broke the stiff quiet.

Oh, that worked. 

Valor stood before it, axe drawn. Janilla called, "Pot!"

I ran, grabbed one, and threw it. Janilla caught it after it hobbled in her hands. The figure struck at Janilla with its spear-like arms. Valor came down in front and knocked its attempts wayward allowing Janilla to escape.