Both water faes breathe heavily as they had been at each other's throats for a few hours making them both tired, Tobca had multiple cuts all over her body as getting strike multiple times because of one slip up, she had a deep wound on her thigh, the cut is deep enough to show her bones. It kept on bleeding making her feel faint, she used her water barrier to stop the blood from leaking out all over the place.
Zynroo ain't doing much better as he had lost an arm, he used his mana to stop the bleeding for now but that would last for only so long.
Taking another deep breath Tobca prepare to launch another attack, the other water fae was able to block the water sword with their axe made of water.
Sweat dripped off his forehead as he felt a part of his pride started shattering, everything was blurry for Zynroo as his mana reserved kept emptying at a quick paste making him grow paler by the second. Tobca kept launching attacks at him, making sure as she strikes at him. That she ain't leaving any openings.
Zynroo kept defending himself from her attacks as his sore and aching body begged for him to stop. She cast the spell of Dancing of Water which made her form and movement smooth like water. She didn't cast it before since it took up a bunch of mana, she would often faint after a few minutes of using the spell.
It helped her to move quicker and swifter, Tobca felt a bit lighter on her feet, she didn't feel so tired anymore either. Zynroo cursed at her before he was beheaded by his princess.
She knew this stalemate would continue if she continued normally until one of them fall over by fugitive, she was getting extremely close to falling asleep where she stood, after beheading her enemy she quickly deactivated the spell. After that she harvests his wings then quickly rushes out of the area before she passes out from the little amount of mana she had left, it didn't help she was completely worn out.
"Guess I will have to come back another day to hunt the summer fae in these woods, what a bother" she complained to herself.
Dyllis open her eyes recurrently blinking a few times before becoming extremely alarm 'What in Holy mother of all angels am I?' she asked herself as she looked around. Chains hung from the ceiling, moss was growing on the stone brick walls. Weapon racks hold different kinds of tools, which she assumed was for torturing people.
on the metal plate on a smooth but bloody table laid a few smaller tools such as scalpels, some other tools looked like they are used for surgery. She didn't know the names of them but they did look familiar to her.
She tried to move her body only to find out she was strapped down tightly onto a lifted table? Metal claps kept her torso, arms, and legs in place. Another alarming thing was that she wasn't wearing her clothes and she was only in her undergarments.
'What the actual fuck happen' she shouted inside her head 'if this is some BDSM stuff, I do not consent!' She thrashed around trying to break the bonds that were holding her down. She felt extremely weak as the metal started to tear away at her skin.
A sudden thought came to her mind as chills went down her spine 'Are they made of sliver?' she questions herself, she paid closer attention to where the metal was holding her down and notice rashes and blisters around it causing her heart to fall into her stomach.
A person enters the room and shut the door behind him causing a loud click to sound out in the empty room. It was a man with white silk back hair, almond-shaped eyes piercing blue in colour. The tip of his ears was pointy but small like humans, he had pale skin as he has never seen the sun. A plastered twisted grin appeared on his face seeing that Dyllis is awake. Dyllis laughter dryly 'I am in danger'
At that point the Prince of the winter fae torture her for hours on end leaving her a bloody mess, hunger clouded Dyllis mind as she continued to be torture by a jelly winter fae Prince.
He furrows his fine eyebrows at Dyllis thinking she was just stubborn "now for the last time you are gonna tell me where Tobca is" Dyllis shook her head from side to side. This formulating the Prince even farther as he tries to pry her fleshy jaw "what's the point of you having a tongue when you don't use it?" he asked himself as he kept on trying.
He felt sudden chills coming from Dyllis which made him pull his hand back in time. A loud chomp was heard, he blinked at her a bit baffled that she even tries to bite off his hand. Unhappy growls aroused from Dyllis as her mind is clouded by the smell of flesh while her stomach felt like a fiery inferno that was trying to crawl out of the pit of her stomach.
she had been quite lucky since none of the tools he used was made of silver. Her stomach let out a loud growl signalling everyone in the room that she is starving, A message Appeared Before Dyllis eyes.
'Host stats have been boosted by 50%, this is only active when the host is starving. Nothing will be a burden, 10 hours remaining' A robotic voice spoke out in her head. Her Flesh starved mind couldn't comprehend it but it knew that the sliver cuffs that was holding her to the table would give way soon.
Causing her to jerk her arms harshly against the sliver, after three-times of struggling to get her hands out from the cuffs they finally gave way. She did the same for her legs and torso. The Winter Fae prince looked at Dyllis in pure terror, he nearly shitted his pants before hastily getting out of the room, feeling if he stayed he would become food.
A few more clanks have been heard signalling she was freed, a bunch of guards were alarm once they saw their ill stricken face of the winter fae prince face. He ordered loudly "Prepare to fight to the death, she manages to get out of the clamps," He said sternly with a trace of fear. All the guards raise the weapons and started to close in on the torture Chamber door.
A loud thud was heard as if some wild beast was trying to break out of its cage, A large body size dent can be seen in the steel door. Finally, the door gave way and was sent flying through the wall across the hallway, all the guards gulped down their saliva as they have seen a beast emerge from the room.
Long tangled hair gently moved along with the flesh-craving beast, even though it has only one toe on each foot you would have thought it would fall over. The flesh was peeling off her skin as she took the step closer mimicking a few things "Don't kill me, please!" it was a shrill cry.
This made them all uncomfortable, her facial expression didn't match up to what she was saying at all. Drool fell from her slightly open mouth as she laid her pure white eyes on all the goblin-like beings causing her mouth to stretch into a Chester cat-like grin.