As i scratched my head wondering why no arrow was falling, I looked down and my eyes fell upon Mr Ballsy. The next best thing. My target 101. I smiled but felt a bit weak.
I closed my eyes and the hype i was in drained from me. He left.
Why did dad make me steal a hippy fighting fairy's powers if all he was capable of was a five minute fight? I felt a momentary throbbing headache i knew was just a hang over from the hippy.
I sighed and starred at the lad with big balls.
"Come taste my sword." I growled.
Mr balsy smiled. "I made you kneel, i can make you do it again." He shouted at me.
I smiled, menacingly and chardlged at him.
For a moment, just after i jumped off the block, all the air inside my lungs ran out. My ribs , i heard them break and for a split second as i fell back, involuntarily, i felt numb.
I hit a few bodies littering the ground and rolled once too many times.i tried to get up but felt all weak. My body. It didn't want to move.
Air refused to go into my lungs. Burning fire engulfed my chest as the sharp and blunt, and throbbing pain all registed in.
My ribs throbbed painfully and i felt them burn and crack in place.
It felt like I've been hit. But ive been hit hard. By a troll. By a sphinx. By a dragon. Even slapped by a giant. This wasn't in that league. Maybe close to a giant's slap but this was worse.
It was like i was hit by a hammer rather that a fist or anything.
I stole looks at Mr Balsy and saw one of the masked assassins hidding behind a wall next to Mr Balsy. I looked up the castle and the king was there, looking down at us with the archers and the other four assassins next to him.
Why werent they attacking? I wondered again.
The king jumped from the high enbattlement and as he landed a few yards away from me, i felt the ground tremble.
That can't be a human weight. Or a troll weight. A giant? But why in such a small package?
What the fuck was he?
His eyes made ice climb up my my spine and mg body go all cold.
"He's mine!" Arium roared as he walked up to my side.
"Arium!" I called as i brushed his foreleg. The phoenix inside of me was definitely not doing what i intended it to do. I wasnt healing. But at least my breath was slowly returning. "Thanks for the save, but i think I'd be better if you leave."
"Not until i have your head."
He growled at me as he cleaned his sword.
"You are not going to take my head," i said as i struggled to get up. "Besides, have you met your competition yet?"
I pointed to the king and his group of assassins. "They make your punches seem like a bitches and she makes your swordplay seem like you are an armature."
I turned him momentarily to my nightmare. She tore the head of the last soldier and looked at us with bloody face as she breathed heavily.
"Its not her blood." I told him as drops of blood dripped from her hair. Behind her, soldiers were piled up. But not normal soldiers.
It was a ring of dismembered soldiers' body parts with its center as clean as clean can be.
She pointed her sword hilt to a guy who was trying to get up and his brains flew off as the hilt spit.
"Did i tell you shes like a magi?" I asked.
The big guy grabbed me by the collar and picked me up to his face. "Dont think i forgot about... Aah!"
Arium's hand tore off and he screamed in agony while i fell down like a sack of potatoes.
"I said, he is mine!" She growled loading her bow with an arrow and pointed it at Arium.
I got up and Arium's hand still held my collar clothes. His dark red blood remained stained my armour with his acidic blood. I'm sure i had blood spatter on my face and my hair wasnt white anymore. Im sure it had the splatter too.
Ew! I carefully took his hand of my clothes and handed it over to him as he screamed, oblivious to the arrow pointed at him.
He saw it or something and went full panicking horse. Front hoves up in the air and before he could step on me or do anything, she shot an arrow right through his head and Arium fell dead to the ground.
I dropped the hand and raised my hands. Poor Arium. "I surrender!"
"Good." She said. "get in that horse, we leaving."
"I dont think that is an option." The king said after remaining quiet for a long time. At his side, two giant wolves approached him and i felt my mouth drop.
Of corse he has werewolves. Arga and Arcadia are like sisters thanks to their patron goddesses. They go together in war time.
"Who said i was asking?" She growled back at the king.
"I'm the one with the wolves." He spoke and the werewolves growled in agreement.
"Acardians. But are you sure you can control them, Aries?" She asked.
"Need i say more? I am a God."
"I thought all gods were hurling through the heaven, but I'll forget that. But you are not the god of Acadia. The midnights are and they are not in your control."
He looked at us then at his wolves.
"Get her!"
The wolves charged and she easily drew her swords and as the wolves charged, she charged. She threw a sword inside the mouth of one wolf, inpaling it and a single swing from her sword tore the other wolves upper head off.
As the wolves fell, she curcled them and split the impaled one's head open and took her sword from it.
I blinked wondering what ive just seen. Grace, and speed. She had those.
Deadly combo.
"Sorry about them," she turned to the assassins. "I'll suggest you leave. None you would see the dawn of tommorrow if you dont. And you, go back to the jail you came from."
"Who's gonna make me? You?"
"Yeah." she twirled her sword and it turned into a trident and and took a fighting stance. The masked assassins prepared themselves to attack too but the king brushed them off.
"i can take her." he said as i heard a yell in the distance. "just get the armies ready to attack."