BANG!
A circular shockwave was sent outwards.
Hellsong held his two blazing arms in front of his head as the shockwave hitted him squarely, flinging him away.
Benzo quickly created a defensive wall of fire in front of him. The shockwave struck it and it was scattered as his body was sent crashing away as well.
The walls reverberated and the firm concrete of the corridors around had chunks of it shattered. The ground shattered as cracks that spread from the place the green arrow had struck covered the entire ground of the hall.
Soon the shockwave settled.vSilence descended as the reverberation stopped.
But the thick dust that still hovered in the air was so dense that one wouldn't be able to see a thing.
Hellsong weakly lifted his head. A mouthful of blood spurted outta his lips. Fatigue could be seen clearly in his sapphire eyes.
His dull eyes gazed around.
The dust began to clear, and his vision began to catch visuals of the hall.
Benzo's body didn't stir. He's still alive but too weak to lift a finger.
Around the hall, the organ snatchers and the hind legged cretaures are no more.
Only their bodies. Lifeless bodies. Burnt, beheaded, shattered. Those are the only thing that remained.
Even the leader of the organ snatchers now laid sprawled across a corner. He was hitted by the vicious shockwave. His poor body couldn't withstand the force and now he's dead.
His eyes moved back to the spot Kylian was.
A crater so deep that the cracks on the ground around there were so robust was all he saw, and a thick shade of dust. His sapphire eyes squinted. Yet he saw nothin-
Something swayed in the dust and it cleared more. It's a cloak. A green one.
Hellsong's eyes trembled as he saw the image on the back of the green cloak. An image of a bony crossbow.
His mind clicked and he recognized it.
Probably, he would have heard, even if it's once, about the legendary hunter. That could have been the most signaficant thing he had heard of in his entire paranormal life.
Aro. The name resounded in hisbehad like a millennia old mystical bell. The ring that made his heart thud.
Aro stood, his presense alone triggering a thousand terror in the soul of every living and dead body in the hall.
His green glowing eyes perched on the bombarded body in the midst of the crater that dominated the concrete floor with veins of cracks around.
Kylian's body.
His chest completely torn that one could see the other side through it and his whole body scorched all over.
The bow in Aro's hand glowed more brightly and transformed into a long dark green blade. His emotionless emerald eyes flashed as he stalked the sprawled body of Kylian's.
Kylian's eyes fluttered opened.
Aro's feets halted. His eyes widen in shock as it watched Kylian slowly sit up. His movement were robotic and still. Like a possessed being.
Aro's green eyes shook more fiercely when Kylian slowly and staggeringly got to his feets. His torn chest and burnt body making him look like a zombie from an apocalypse movies.
'a vampire survived a full hit of his mystical Mount Destroyer? Unbelievable!'
Even Primordial vampires are wary of the hit. They are not confident of coming out of a full hit, unscathed. No normal supernatural being is assured except strong demons and demigods.
The ordinary vampires that are born, whose special abilities make them formidable, aren't even capable surviving a full hit from the Mount Destroyer of Aro.
Aro clenched his fists against the hilt of the dark green sword as his face took on a serious look. This is more than he imagined.
The air pressure exploded as Aro bursted out at an unseen speed towards Kylian. The Mount Destroyer in sword form glinted darkly as it flashed upwards.
Kylian's eyes were calm as it reflected the approaching green cloaked figure.
Surprising. Shocking.
Aro didn't care as he slashed his sword at Kylian's neck.
However, a shadow appeared before Aro. It was all smoky and fluffy.
His eyes trembled and his movement stalled.
Kylian suddenly seemed to get control of his body as his dark claws, already half-destroyed by Aro's attack earlier, slashed at the latter's neck.
Aro's very soul screamed danger. The feeling is so immense and overwhelming.
He's never felt like this before. Never has his soul screamed to him of a mortal danger.
Kylian slashed hard. His claws waved through the air.
Aro's gone.
Kylian fell to the ground, weakly.
He felt his strength leaving him. Not just his strength, his life force too. Draining fast as if something is sucking it outta him.
A glowing magic circle appeared before him and he lifted his face.
Blurry images emerged from the circle that appeared to be a portal.
An indistinct voice called his name. The urgency and worry in it overflowing.
His senses slowing went off. Just as his life drained faster.
Sturdy hands held him. He felt. The hands shook him and the voice kept shouting his name. He could hear it, even though it's distant.
It's Heald.
But he couldn't even respond.
He felt devastated. He felt-
Slowly, everything became dark and silent.
Hopefully, an end.
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