"Corrode. Black Corrosion"
Ruth right hand instantly corroded with darkness. He created an ice axe on his left hand and cut his right hand off. He leaped away from Farik. HIs blood dripping on the floor.
"Explode. Icy Explosion."
Cyan marks appeared all over his cut right arm left away with Farik. Farik immediately threw the arm. The right arm exploded turning the air around it chilly.
Ruth pierced his right shoulder with his left hand covered with ice shape like a sharp blade.
"I offer this blood. Blood Snow Creation. Blizzard Wolves."
His blood dripping out of his cut arm turned into a pack of huge wolves. Awooo. Grrrr.
"I summon thee, creatures of the void. Summon Void Walker"
A swirling black portal appeared behind Farik. Human like creatures with long limbs, really skinny, tall, has no face except a distorted mouth and covered with dark and ominous energy came out of the portal in droves.
The wolves and the the weird creatures clash against each other. They tear apart each other limbs to limbs. Biting, clawing, ripping. A grotesque scene unfolded in front of my eyes.
Farik created a scythe with an ominous energy. He swung it downward hard once. The sound of cloth ripping could be heard. Ruth dodged to the right avoiding the coming attack. The space near Ruth distorted like it has been sliced vertically. Ruth left arm was cut off along with the space.
There was no blood. Ruth both arms grew back. Both of his arms has purplish skin and sharp claw. He was becoming more and more inhuman. Ruth opened his Grimoire.
"Place of the damned. Frozen over. Cold and quiet. Glistening in the sun. Graceful and meaningless. Domain of the snow dweller. Prison of the wrongdoers. Blizzard Creation. Ice Castle."
The blizzard surrounding us stopped and converged to Ruth. A large castle made out of snow and ice was slowly created trapping us inside. Dozens of armored knight made out of ice emerged from the castle wall. The knights surrounded us from every corner. Farik put his back to mine.
"It is like he has an unlimited amount of Vestia. High tier spell one after the other. His Attribute also changed from Snow to Ice-Snow. This is bad. I can't kill him but I need one chance to subdue him. All of my attacks earlier was aiming to kill him but somehow it slipped only badly injuring him. Can you protect me Faust? I need time to cast this one spell."
"Alright. Trust me with your back."
I brought out a bright red orb the size of my fist. I activated it. A flame spirit came out of the orb turning the area around me covered with flames.
"Make fire walls."
Fire walls emerged from the ground defending us. This would not hold for long. The knights tried to breakthrough the wall of flames. Every time they came near, they melted instantly. It was a good defense against an opponent made of ice but I don't think my Vestia was enough.
"Clump of snow and ice. Up on the mountain. Break apart with the slightest touch and the faintest sound. Avalanche."
A big lump of snow and ice was created above me and Farik. Farik was still chanting. I need to stop this. The humongous lump of ice started to fall on us. I put a whistle on my lips and blew it hard.
The flame spirit changed shape. A fiery bird appeared. An imitation of a phoenix. The fake phoenix flew high and crash on the lump of ice stopping and melting it slowly.
The lump of ice was not fully melted and it was still falling down on. The whistle has already break apart and the orb was used to maintain the wall of flames. My Vestia almost empty. Farik was still chanting. Is this it? Is this where I die? Here?
'Take my hand Faust. Take it and you will survive.'
"No. I can survive this by myself"
Think Faust think. Vestia circulation technique created by Farik. That was my only chance. I need to use it while using the Orb. Control. I need to refine more my control of Vestia. More efficient, more refine, more precise. more control. Minimum activation. A split second. I need a split second.
I can feel it. My Vestia. Every strand and flow of Vestia. More. I need to feel more. Every last strand. Every flow. Every path. Small strands and narrow pathways. I need to use every last bit.
*Thump*. My world slowed down. The lump of ice slowed down to a stop. My vision enlarge. I could see every last bit of dust floating around. I could hear crackling of ice.
I could feel the tingling of icy coldness on my skin. My senses were heighten to the limit of human. The wall of flames was still maintained. I could feel my Vestia was slowly sipped away by the Artifact on my left hand. I pulled out my revolver.
A dot. There was a dot on the lump of ice. A very teeny tiny dot. I felt it. If I pierce that dot, the lump of ice will break and disappear. I aim my revolver. One chance and one opportunity. I pulled the trigger. The bullet moved through the air in a slow motion.
The single bullet shot, managed to pierce the dot. The lump of ice split apart into many smaller pieces and turned into dust.
My world back to a normal speed. I could feel fatigue creeping up on me. But I could not fall down now. I still need to protect Farik. I need to maintain the wall of flames.
"I plea upon the ruler of death. Lend me your hand. Let the world above hear the sound of death itself. Whispers of the Dead"
A huge skeleton with ominous and unsettling energy crawled out of Farik's shadow. It only has its upper body out and dark flames lit up in the eye sockets. It opened it jaw. A loud and painful screech came out of its mouth. *Screeeechhh*
The ice castle vibrated. Dark flames burned and melted all over the castle. The castle was destroyed and melted in a second. The knights were shattered. Ruth burned in the dark flames.
"This is your chance Faust. That dark flames could not kill him."
I immediately aimed my revolver at Ruth. He was writhing in pain.
I pulled the trigger. The special bullet pierced the forehead of the man with the snow white hair and came out at back of his head. The man stop writhing around. His eyes became lifeless. Blood came out of his mouth. He fell down with his back on the ground.
"Is he dead?" I asked.
"Yes. He is dead. His Vestia disappeared. His grown back arms also turned into dust." Farik walked slowly to the dead man.
"The world is unfair Ruth. I was envious of you. I thought someone like you will not be pressured by your own talent. Expectations and hope people place on you just because you're talented was suffocating. But I didn't realize it. Every people has their own problems. We wanted to be each other and wanted to switch with each others life. We just walked our own path and unfortunately our path cross."
Farik bend down and put his right knee on the ground beside Ruth. He closed Ruth eyes. "May you rest in peace."
His face was sadden with Ruth death. " I hope we will not meet again in the next life."