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Chapter 35 - Hope and Despair

I slowly moved towards my sisters. Both of the possible dangers locked to each other. Lazarus had the same smug smirk on his face. He looked directly towards the Death Knight. Maybe he just forgot about us? I shook my head. He just didn't cared about us. If my speculation was correct, I was stuck in this bounded field until he died. Because of that reason he didn't had to catch me right now. He could focus all of his attention to this new threat. For Death Knight… I don't know. His helmet covered his entire face. Two pale blue dots shined where his eyes supposed to be. Despite that I couldn't feel his gaze on me. I just hoped that this meant that he weren't looking at me rather than him surpassing my detection abilities. Well, I knew that he could block my vision. I just hoped that it wasn't to that degree.

"I am not here to kill you. That's not my responsibility. Step aside."

Death Knight's voice made my skin crawl. He is not here to kill him? That wording made it sound like…

"Are you here to kill me?"

I asked. Before I can get an answer Lazarus jumped to discussion.

"No. No. No. I still have some questions for him. He is mine!"

Shouting nonsense, Lazarus swiped his claw towards Death Knight. Blood red mana created gusts of winds.

"Fuck!"

I jumped and covered my sisters with my body. Just the shockwaves created by mana could hurt normal humans. Even I could feel the sharp winds slicing my back.

"This is his real power."

If he used this kind of attack against me, I was dead already. His serious attack confirmed my guess about him just playing with me. I was just a "fledging" to him.

"Blood Gale!"

Red mana flew towards Death Knight at incredible speeds. Speed and the area that attack carried were too much! If it was directed to me, no way I could survive! Dust and mana covered my entire vision. Even with my boosted vision couldn't see what happened to Death Knight. He must have dodged it. No way in hell he could be unharmed if he got hit by this kind of attack. Or that's what it should have happened. But with just one move, all the dust and mana were cut into two. Between scattered dust he stepped out. He didn't had even a scratch on him! He held a long sword. I didn't saw a weapon with him when he first appeared. Did he had a bag of holding? He didn't had a bag but this didn't meant that he couldn't have it. The bag in the bag of holding was just a term. A bag of holding could be anything. I looked at the sword he were carrying. It looked as if it was made out of same material as his armor. Black in color, it absorbed what little light was around us. Black wasn't an unfamilar color to me. Most hunters wore black. I liked wearing black. But his sword and armor just reminded me…

"Death."

Now, I am being dramatic. Of course. He is a fucking undead Burak. Of course he would remind you death. Now pick up your sisters and haul your ass out of here. While I still couldn't get out, I had to move my sisters. If two beings this strong fought this close to them they could just die due mana poisoning. Of course, that's only if they first don't get hit by a stray attack. I grabbed them with all the strength left in my arms. Just as I moved one step a shadow wrapped around my throat and pulled me back. I let go my sisters to not drag them with me as shadow, now transformed into a chain pulled me towards Death Knight. It wrapped around my throat so tight so fast that I choked in pain. It dug into my skin and widened wound opened by Lazarus. My hospital clothes were torn due being dragged across rocky ground. Thankfully, Lazarus swiped his claws, creating another mana storm. Mana winds severed the chain and I was able to take a deep breath. Chains dissolved into black smoke. I coughed. I was choked enough for the day.

"I told you! He is mine!"

As I held my throat in pain I shot Lazarus a "Bitch, please!" look. He didn't see it.

"Very well. If you insist, I have no problem getting rid of a leech."

Dark miasma surged from Death Knight. I just managed to breathe again and I felt like I was suffocating once more. Dark miasma was like heavy smoke. My eye burned and my vision blurred. Hawkeye was deactivated without I intenting. I looked at my sisters. Even with dark miasma covering the area I could see their lips turn blue.

"They can't breathe!"

I was filled with energy. I shot up. My body screamed in agony due rapid movement but I didn't even slowed down a second. I grabbed them and ran. I ran as fast as I could. I ran until my legs felt like they were logs. I ran until my lungs felt like furnaces. I ran until sweat covered my face and got into my eye. Then I ran even more. Just as despair was about to overtake my very being I saw the lights. I activated Hawkeye. My eye hurt but with pain hope came. I could no longer sense the barrier. I could see the lights coming from the city. Hurt and tired, I dragged my feet. Ayla probably mobilized the hunters when she saw how I behaved. It was possible that they tracked me down. Only reason they couldn't find us was because of this barrier. Now that it was gone, it was just a matter of time before they found us.

"Good."

I thought to myself. I don't know how much longer I can carry them.

"Brother?"

Nur called out. She woke?

"Can you walk?"

I asked to her. She nodded. I let her go. She still held Zehra tightly.

"I am…"

"It is okay. It is my fault. But… Argh!"

I fell down, screaming due intense pain in my leg.

"Yes. It is your fault. Abandoning your humanity…"

I looked at the dark knight stepping out of shadows in despair.