CCCCCRRRRRCCCCGGHHH... CCCRRRRRGGGGHHHH...
-Nnnnnnnrrrrrrrmmmm.... GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!!!!!
Grada fires off a blast after receiving three quick stabs to the chest from the nub of BlackBlood. It was point-blank and BlackBlood was sent tumbling into one of the stones bearing a Gargoyle, bouncing her over the top and into a trunk of a tree, breaking it in half upon impact.
-I... Is this.... Is this truly the end??! The day she walked into my circle should've been synonymous with her death. Instead, I have to face such a ferocious opponent alone, even my subordinate has sided with her... After she tried to kill him... How could I misjudge all of this???
[Grada... Listen. Never take revenge lightly. It can be your strength or your weakness... This is why we must kill these HornHeads... Their influence and culture runs hand in hand with <****> of the Black, so remember that their nature is and always will be chaos and evil. It resides, NO it festers in their hearts. NEVER LET ANY OF THEM WALK AWAY, ALWAYS KILL THEM, ROOT & STEM...]
-Faa... Father said that to me, right before he ordered us to eradicate them inside of the Red Oasis... From his back on his deathbed he chose to teach me of them instead of prolonging death. Was he fearful of their kind???? No!! His order was for the advancement of our people. We got rid of a threat an... AND NOW I FIND MYSELF IN THE SAME SITUATION....
The thoughts flowing through Grada's mind injected some fortitude into his system. He was mumbling to himself and grinding his teeth together. His eyes were shadowed out by the angle in which he held his head in dissatisfaction. His jaws firmly held and his good fist balled tightly on the ground, being utilized as a stabilizing appendage as he gathered himself to a knee..
-Yo... You... San h... Ho... How could you say you'd follow her after she attempted to kill you?? Cccrrrccghh Hhhhhrrrmmm... Ex... Ccccrrrrggghh EXPLAIN yourself, are you really the San I know?? I.. Cccrrggg I struggled to confine you under me because our disagreements always helped out the circle, but you so easily just fall to heel for a goddamn hhhhhrrrrmmm Cccccrrrgghh HornHead??
(San'Halo) Tsk, Tsk, Tsk... BlackBlood opened my eyes. Remember when you imprisoned me...
-San!! YOU BASTARD!!! YOU SWITCHED ON ME FOR SOMETHING SO PETTY!!! IT WAS YOU WHO LOSt TO HER!!! I... I SHOULD'VE K...
(San) Grada shut the fuck!!!! I had a glimpse of it... No audibility, no interaction, no color, but the moment was as clear as it was when I was living it, providing a hint towards the rise of my life and simultaneously the day I would split from my former life.. I saw a black shadow kneeling down, pressing to cling on for its life, pleading to another shadow which was standing firmly. The standing shadow walked off and the kneeling shadow faded to smoke and disappeared...
-San what does that have to do with us??!! She tried to kill you!!
(San) She bestowed that gift upon me. She chose not to kill me, and just bent my neck awkwardly and punctured a pocket of air inside of my neck to release the pressure. Nothing more...
The perspective in which I took it all in was from the standing position and I must admit I was skeptical about it, because I didn't know who the other shadow represented. I thought maybe it was present me saying goodbye to the old me, but now I realize it was you... You are the one that will dissipate and disappear...
-Sh... Crrrccgg she's probably gone, I blasted a hole in her chest just then. I doubt she'll be back here, so I'm going to kill you for good this time... YOU TRAITOROUS BASTARD!!!! Nnnnnnnnrrrrrraaaaaaaa!!!!!!
Frustration had boiled over inside of Grada, he wobbled to his feet and rushed over to San in a rage....
-Blazing Eye!!!!
Grada leapt towards San and let loose the huge orb, just as it left his hands...
-Tch... Fool...
San faded into a rift. A few inches; Grada was off by a few inches, but as San left the plain Grada had noticed a silhouette of someone in the background of San's afterimage, which was a bigger cause for worry and his eyes expressed his worry as they widened past their normal capacity...
(Aet) Big mistake!!!
BlackBlood was rushing to Grada following the path of the afterimage, but she was headed to a collision with the orb. As it coursed through the afterimage, it caused it to ripple and fade away. The Blazing Eye hit a wall of sorts, it stopped midair and suddenly...
-KKKKKKAAAAAAABBBBBBBOOOOOMMMMMM!!!
The orb exploded, violently dispersing the released energy in every direction. Grada was forced to take a false step backwards and the explosion affected his vision, causing him to blink, and that was the moment BlackBlood had been waiting for...
As she emerged from the Blazing Eye, her posture, her expression, her aura, and her sword all seemed to have killing intent. Grada did the first thing that came to mind; he pulled out OakMilk and with all his strength he swiped down a cut that had enough velocity to cut through air particles themselvs, leaving black streaks in the wake of its path....
They both locked eyes the moment before impact, neither saying a word at all and yet both knew this outcome as their auras clashed. Their passion to win enveloped the atmosphere, ThreeScar unfolded his arms and perched upon the branch as if watching in wait. The Grand Goyles all stood up and perched on their ledges in wait, as time was at a crawl...
(Aet) -... When high level battles take place, moments like this happen. Warriors have said it's like souls making love, but their form of expression is through physical combat due to a combination of hate, revenge, deceit and ferocity for one's opponent... They understand each other more than any of us could ever understand....
Their blades met simultaneously... Grada followed through so easily...
-Fffffffffffttttttllllllllllffftttt.....
-TTTTTTTHHHHHHOOOOOOMMMMM!!
BlackBlood countered his swipe by releasing her blade from its crystalized form to a liquid state, causing Grada's blade to go right through it and strike the ground with a thunderous power kicking up dust and dirt everywhere...
-Cccccrrrrrrrrmmmmmmffffppppfff...
As soon as OakMilk passed through the liquid she hardened Banshee Claw, but this time her blade was twice as wide but razor thin, and it just cleaved right through Grada's body like the neck of a criminal on a guillotine block...
She started her descent from the top half of Grada's shoulder, right next to the neck, down across the abdomen, right underneath the heart, going diagonally across his belly and ending at the waist....
His eyes bugged out of his skull it seemed, as he lay on the ground panting, gazing at his bottom half next to him. Grada reached his good arm towards his legs but could only reach the garbs... He scrapped and scraped in hopes of reaching them as his time was short....
-Wwwwwaaaaaapppppp...
BlackBlood kicked away the lower half and stood over Grada with a dominating terror of a look donned upon her face...
-Tsk Tsk Tsk.... Your time of reign is finished....
To be Continued...
Next chapter 41...
~Blood Oasis~