Before I tried to cross the next door, Sharin stopped me, holding my arm. In his face, I saw a more serene countenance that contrasted with that angry gesture he showed a few minutes ago while she shook her head. I stopped my advance towards what was behind that huge door, and I saw how the rat form that took the raven that accompanied him communicated with her when he was in her hand.
"Esbirro has seen a total of 25 nóctales in that place, as well as your friend's talkative one; if we are going to make our move, we should come up with a plan that will put us at an advantage," suggested the encantris as she turned her eyes towards all the other guardians.
I knew that the numerical difference already gave us a bad omen of what could be the result of a direct attack; some of Zeylan's companions showed to have suffered considerable wounds, leaving only 15 people to face those who kidnapped Remina.
"What if we make a last use of Mera's animus?" Veria exclaimed, walking to where I was while picking up her whip impregnated with a blue aura, "do you want to save your girlfriend?" "This is your chance, girl," she finished her words, placing her hands on my shoulders.
Sharin made a gesture of displeasure at Veria's presence and intervention, which she soon demonstrated by fixing her angry green eyes on the witch's lilac ones.
"We can't leave our fate to a newly awakened one!" "She still doesn't know how to control her animus or understand what's going on," said the encantris, showing her displeasure behind the other guardian's back.
The witch did not make an angry gesture at her companion's provocation; she turned around and made a slight, lighthearted smile towards the redhead.
"Your optimism is inspiring, isn't it?" "Do you have a better plan, Encantris?" she replied without hesitation.
The red-haired guardian clenched her fists and took a step in front of her, raising her hand, causing a red light to shine incessantly on it.
"Do you want me to show my optimism to your face?" she exclaimed with fury in her words.
"That's enough!," screamed Zeylan, cutting the discussion, "Veria, Sharin, this is not the time for you to continue your personal dispute," he spoke with character to both of them, "if you want to solve your differences do it when we get out of this, and Sharin, if you have looked well in the first confrontation, we managed to make them go back to this point with the ability of Mera's dreamcatcher, and if we get her to invoke the powers of Roshakka again we will put the situation
They both remained silent while I thought if something like this was possible again. I shook my head and, filled with courage, decided there was no time to lose. I raised my hand and looked at the whole group of guardians.
"I want to try! "I know I don't have their combat skills, but if I can still do something, I won't hesitate," I approached the huge wooden door, closed my eyes, and remembered the kidnapping of my friend.
My mind plunged into deep concentration. I heard the clinking of chains, and when I opened my eyes, he was in front of me, sitting on top of me. He was in front of me, sitting on top of a rock that had his chains strung, and he fixed his golden irises on mine. It was overwhelming to have him in front of me, like Roshakka was something you could not avoid. I took a step forward, extending my hands in supplication, and I began to articulate words.
"Did you come to break another chain?" he asked before I could say a word.
I was confused at his question; I knew about his chains but not why he was wearing them. I made a show of silence, making it evident that I did not know what he was talking about, until he made a laugh and placed his finger on my forehead.
"Iwa nae itsar," he said, making me hear the howl of wolves and see the advance of his pack in front of me. "Remember to come back again, Ojibwa!" he says with a pleased smile.
The clanking of the chains stops and I see a pack of golden-colored wolves running fast by my side, howling. I looked where they were going and the huge wooden door was knocked down followed by the beasts growling fiercely. I heard again the cries of astonishment from the guardians as I hurried towards the door. I saw the golden marks of my dreamcatcher on my hands. As I crossed the threshold, the noctales took their dark beast forms while others changed the color of their eyeballs to a deep black. I looked
"It's about time they arrived; I was getting bored already," said Deimos, the one who had kidnapped Remina.
The wolves barked furiously at the sight of the group of dark world beings, and as I glared hatefully at the noctal, whose cynical laughter annoyed me to the point of ordering the wolves to tear him apart, Kiara, Erick, Zeylan, and the rest of the guardians drew their weapons.
"Where do you have the girl?" Noctal," asked Zeylan, extending his sword wrapped in blue flames in front of him.
"Tell me where he is, you son of a bitch!" I told him without measuring my words.
The bastard made a gesture with his hand and the nocturnal made a space; that's when my tears came out seeing Deimos approaching Remina when he grabbed her cheek; she was held by her hands and legs by shackles, struggling and trying to get rid of them.
"Greet the guests of our private party, my love," said the heartless man in a mocking tone.
I felt helpless to see her like that. I took a step forward, but Zeylan stopped me by taking my hand. I struggled to let go, but the guardian was determined not to let me go.
"Mina!, let me go, Zeylan!" I shouted desperately.
"Mera, Anetta... What's wrong?" She said she was confused.
We could hear applause behind Remina and Deimos; we could see an old man accompanied by someone I had seen before; Zeylan reacted strangely to the presence of those people; I noticed something that disturbed me: she was the girl with the sad look, the same sad look that spoke to me in my dream; she was just as blonde as in my visions; and her pale skin gave the impression of never having gone beyond where she was. The older man looked at the blue-eyed boy, showing a disguised joy which angered the leader of the guardians. Fixing my eyes on them, I heard a "Save me!" In my head, it was the voice of that girl; I felt her pain and her desperation.
"Helena! ", said Zeylan. "Listen to me, it's me," he said when he saw her like that.
"Oh Crow, my dear son! "Your princess is no longer that girl secluded in that room; she has become what the cult of darkness always hoped for, our most powerful weapon," exclaimed the man with impetus.
I could not understand what was going on; that guy seemed to have known Zeylan for a long time. "Who was he?" "Why did he want to save that girl too?" All this took on a confused air, and my heart also felt a pain to see him treat her like that. I put aside my feelings at that moment.
"Son of a bitch, I won't rest until I kill you; release Helena and the girl now!" Zeylan shouted and wielded his sword hard.
"If you want her back, come and get her, dear Crow. Noctals kill them!
The man made a laugh and turned his back to return to a mural in front of us, reciting a chant that echoed in the place while Helena extended her arms, revealing some marks. When she put her forearms together in front of her, they made the shape of an inverted dreamcatcher in black.
"Ran hiei hiei tschala, come here and wake up; we have flesh and soul for your sustenance!" "Ran hiei hiei tschala!" was chanted.
The dark beings were getting ready to attack again. Deimos kissed Remina's cheek and was heading towards us wielding a sword; the concentrated pain in my chest was becoming unbearable.
"That doesn't look good, is it?" said Kiara, looking dismayed.
"Those bastards want to call a dark lord!" Veria exclaimed, wielding her whip.
Zeylan rushed to attack the first noctals, as well as the wolves that I had summoned with the power of Roshakka. Veria and Sharin began to cast their spells.
"Kiara, free the girl with your arrows! We must not let it devour her soul," shouted Zeylan, approaching Deimos.
The girl's guardian directed her bow and arrows to the part where the shackles joined Remina's hands and made a violet dreamcatcher appear on her arm, shooting an arrow of light in that color, impacting the chains that imprisoned my girlfriend.
"Don't think we'll let him get away with it," said Erick, making blue flames appear in his hands.
Deimos threw himself against the leader of the guardians, stopping the cut of his sword with a dexterous thrust. He passed his sword to the other hand and made a bow gesture, which annoyed Zeylan and made him give another attack.
"So what they said about Captain Zeylan was true," he said with a laugh that annoyed me, "that girl is your weakness, but wait, which one?"
The guardian reignited his sword and with a quick movement overcame Deimos' defense; at that moment he launched a cut that wounded the blond boy's hand, causing it to burn with the blue flames of his sword. I could hear the noctal's scream of pain as he fled with his hand being burned by the fire. Kiara managed to destroy the last shackle that Remina had on, and at that moment the pain in my chest took a critical point, seeing also a pain gesture in Helena, until from her dark dreamcatcher a huge hand came out, sticking its claws in the ground, and a group of noctals stood in front of the creature to protect it.
"I knew that blond talker wouldn't be able to stop these scum," said the witch Kendra, taking off her gloves.
Veria and Sharin took a step in front of us, destroying with their spells two noctales that were going to attack them. The girl with the Russian accent released her whip and dragged it, causing it to release sparks on the ground.
"I have unfinished business with you, pathetic witch," said Sharin, extending her arms and making her hands glow at the same time that her dreamcatcher was visible in the cleavage of her back.
"I want to smash that bitch's face too," Veria expressed, making her hair spread out and take on a navy blue color.
The witch with black hair and serpentine eyes looked at them with marked contempt, which made me want to slap her as hard as my body would allow me to.
"And now you two pathetic girls are going to fight together as good friends?" she said with an annoyed laugh that she covered with her hand.
The two companions began their attack, Veria went to the right throwing a whip wrapped in a blue aura, followed by Sharin who threw a reddish lightning from her hand. The witch dodged Veria's whip jumping to the opposite side. She cut the head of one of the noctals that defended the beast that was being summoned. Sharin's lightning followed her, making the witch's hair take on the black glow that she once used. We could see that the lightning hit her, making her roll on the ground.
"That was too fast," said Veria, disappointed. "Aaahrgggg!" shouted the blue witch seconds later, surprising us all.
Suddenly Kendra appears at her side, cutting with sharp claws the girl's back and the long blue hair she now had, Veria's blood stained with an intense crimson at the ends of her hair.
"Get serious, bitches, or else I'll have to end this little game already," said the long-braided witch. "How I hate to dirty my hands with the blood of living scum," she said with great disgust.
I saw Lahir grit his teeth in anger as he saw his companion fall to her knees before her enemy.
"Hahaha! "Don't despair, dammit, I'm just getting started..." exclaimed the blue-haired girl, emanating an aura from her body as the iris of her eyes began to glow.