"Create the portal," Valerie screeched, seeing Azrael standing there like a fool.
Valerie flinched back as the Cadgers tried to barge in. She may not hold any longer and her stupid sister was there, awestruck by her powers. This was not the right time for that!
Azrael stood up straight and cleared her thoughts, glimpsing at her sister. Azrael got lost back at her thought then narrowed her eyes to her, "But, You know what will happen." She asked in a worried tone.
"Dude, hurry up, stop being a p—" Valerie clamped her lips together before she pushed the wrong button.
Azrael gave her an icy glare knowing what she was going to say. Valerie tried to ignore her glare and focus on her shield; swallowing hard.
"Hurry up! I am running out of mana." Valerie yelled again knowing what would happen if her sister still hesitates.
Azrael sighed, knowing that was the only way. She trudged to her side and held the arm and with a swish they disappeared into the dark air.
***
Natlus was forming spells in August when out of nowhere he heard a thud from behind. Jumping out in fear, he glanced behind to find Valerie and Azrael.
Valerie was unconscious, and Azrael was holding onto her.
"Lady! Knock! The door is right there." Natlus shrieked, pointing towards the door on the other side of the room.
Azrael just rolled her eyes and completely ignored his nagging and put Valerie on sofa.
"Stop shouting." Azrael's icy stiff voice sent shivers down his spine. He gulped hard and focused on Valerie, who was on sofia.
"What happened to her?" Nat asked, pointing a finger but keeping distance from both Azrael and Valerie.
Even if Azrael and Valerie were twins they had few distinct features. Azrael has long dark raven hairs and grey eyes whereas Valerie had silver hairs and blue eyes.
Even their roles were opposite so their magic. That doesn't mean peace in his life. They both bully him on equal grounds.
When they were kids, one time they made a bet on who bullied him more. His life was a total nightmare because of the duo. If only he could do something to them.
"Did you even listen to what I said?" Azrael voice tracked him back to reality. He looked at her puzzled. He was so busy recalling his childhood days that he didn't listen to anything. Natlus can't exactly call them childhood days; it was more of a nightmare to him.
"Huh?" Natlus looked at her with a bewildered expression.
" Save her!!!" Azrael sighed. Pointing at Valerie.
" Oh. Of course." Natlus was finally enlightened, nodding to Azrael. He slowly walked towards Valerie, being cautious as he passed Azrael.
If it was some kind of prank just to bully him, he swears he was going to ghost them forever.
Natlus checks out Valerie, still keeping an eye on Azrael. First time he could see hints of worry on her face, which surprised him.
'Oh Valerie, What magic did you do?' Natlus exclaimed in his mind.
Is this day specifically for him? He saw so many shades of Azrael that he didn't see in aeons. What kind of spellbound is this?
The most cold and cruel one showed care and worry for these two people. First this stranger guy.
Natlus' eyes glided down to August, who was still sleeping peacefully even after he casted a spell to stop his darkness.
He should be awake any moment now. Natlus still couldn't believe he just helped Azrael. It's too bad he is such a good person that he helps his enemy too. Such a saint he was!
"You are not a saint, just a coward." Azrael commented as if she knew exactly what he was thinking.
It was not hard for her to have a perception of him. That gutter brain of his only think stupid stuff, sometimes she question if he was some kind of divinity of narcissism. But she knows he is just a fool. But as good a friend Azrael was, she was not going to burst his bubble.
Natlus sibilate hearing her remark. She can't even let him imagine. This vicious grim reaper. He wishes her groom was everything she doesn't like in a guy, better if he was a pervert. But unfortunately, August looked handsome, something she ogles on man but then again he was not as good looking as him, of course even Eve can notice that.
"Stop your daydreaming and focus on her." Azrael snarled.
Natlus pouted and then focused on Valerie. She had no physical wounds but her energy was too low for her to replenish any soon. Nat was curious what they did to make her run so low with mana.
"Can you get me the red pouch from the drawer?" Nat asked Azrael.
Azrael responded to him with a nod and carefully walked up to his wooden desk. Azrael hesitated to touch the desk or open the draw. Who knows when this guy has cleaned last time. And he is weird so it may have weird stuff too. Azrael didn't want that.
"You sure it's uhm clean?" Azrael questioned clasping her lips in hesitation. She was no way going to touch his desk.
"Oi! I am clean, it's just a bit messy!" Nat exclaimed with a crying face.
He was not that dirty. Nat accepts he was a messy one and probably has not taken care of his room in ages but not dirty. That was not him. Even Eve could nod to that.
"Sure." Azrael rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.
Natlus pouted and tromped to his desk to get the stuff himself. He glared at Azrael once before opening the drawer and taking out a small red pouch and stomping back to Valerie's side.
Nat opened the pouch and a small blue orb floated out radiating a blue hue. Nat grabbed and put in Valerie's mouth.
"I have given her an infinite mana capsule." He got up and spared a glance at Azrael who walked closer to him by then.
Azrael nodded, already knowing what an infinite mana capsule. The name was just a misunderstanding. It doesn't give infinite energy to someone.
Infinite mana capsules are capsules that can give the required extra amount of energy to superficial creatures like them. It was similar to those drugs of the mortal world.
Mostly taken by diviners like Natlus to get rid of tiredness while working on their magic and replenishing mana. But like every other drug, it can be used for greater good too. Like now.
Azrael then glanced towards August after knowing her sister would be fine.
"What about him?" Azrael inquired, pointing fingers at sleeping August.