The footsteps of Raffaelo and his siblings echoed in the hallways as they rushed towards the staircase.
Their eyes roamed around the rooms they could get into but their spirits were always laid down with disappointment with each passing time.
"....I can't believe the maids in charge of this Castle are missing"
"...it's either they went on leave….or they know an assassin has been sent for our necks". Rebecca muttered when they finally got to the stairs.
"Will Fiona and Gloria be alright ?" Morganna asked with a worried tone. It was her first time in this sort of situation and she never liked the thought of violence.
Raffaelo could only feel sorry for her.
"They'll be fine…they're not kids…". Rebecca replied when she suddenly halted. Her expression slowly turned dark and gloomy as she bit down her lips in annoyance.
They all turned towards the direction she glared at and they gave out a similar reaction.
"Oh….to think some of you would escape….that idiot…" The man standing before them in his golden armor chuckled as he walked away from the dark towards them.
He stood down the stairs as if waiting for them all along.
"As I thought…my brother hid your true abilities from his workers…he was always the cautious type but seriously…". He held out the palm of his hand.
"It is time for Judgement ! Dark saber".
The darkness warped around him, obeying his bid, and formed a black greatsword on the palm of his hand.
Raffaelo had a worried expression on his face. 'If I remember correctly….Uncle Philip was a 10th star at this period...we don't stand a chance against a monster like him…'
"Hm. Since it's come to this….I may just kill the whole lot of you…" he said with a hollow smile on his face. His expression was devious and empty, too void for a human to comprehend.
'To think our ancestors had someone with this kind of power…..' Raffaelo thought as his gaze slowly shifted towards Rebecca. 'Though….I think we have someone with an opposite trait…'
"The goddess favors me ! Speck of light". Rebecca muttered as a blinding light shone from her hands forming a white long slim sword. "Stay behind me…".
She pointed her sword forward.
"Let the world's light obey my will ! Righteous Brightness!".
A blinding light shone from the tip of her sword and consumed the hallway turning it into a bright coloured mess.
Phillip felt a stinging pain from the light and on observing his body condition, he realized his skin was melting.
'An ability that can affect me even with my armor'. He chuckled as his lips curled into a devious smile.
"Interesting!". He screamed out slamming his sword into the ground. "Absolute darkness".
Black shadows began to creep out from his blade and spread out, completely consuming the light that was once blinding.
'The difference in stars was too much…if only she were a master'. Raffaelo thought as he watched his sister splurt out blood from her mouth. His expression turned wary when his other sisters held her before she fell exhausted.
"Is this all ?" Phillip asked as he walked up the stairs towards them. He dragged his blade along with him and his walking step became deviously unsettling.
"If not then killing you would be too easy".
"Tch…" Raffaelo cursed as he grabbed his sisters by the hand and rushed towards the window at the other side of the hallway towards the courtyard. "1st tier magic: fireball".
A ball of fire formed around his mouth and he shot it out at the window, blowing it up in the process.
They jumped out immediately.
"2nd tier magic: Wind blow". He stretched out his arms to the ground and a stream of wind surrounded them as they landed on the ground.
He quickly turned around and clapped his hands together. "3rd tier magic: Magic dome". A green dome surrounded him and his sisters as they watched their uncle slowly walk up to the broken window.
"Magic ?" Philip muttered, utterly dismayed. "Why does my brother keep giving birth to monsters…." He yelled out with a disarray tone in his voice. "WHY ? WHY ?! WHY ?!". He screamed, pulling out the hair from his head.
"Do you have a plan, Rebecca ?"
Rebecca stood next to him, her hand still gripped on her sword. Her expression only displayed the amount of pain and annoyance she felt for being weak at that moment.
"Don't be too disappointed….with time, you'll become stronger than that Asshole".
She turned her gaze towards her brother as her expression slowly turned soft.
"He's right, we're still kids, Rebecca," Thalia said, patting her on the back. "We should think of a way to drag this on until Gloria and Fiona arrive"
"Just so you know ! If you think it'll be time for your siblings to come save you! Then you would be delusional !".
As if he heard what they said, Phillip cried out as he jumped down with a loud thud. "They should be facing Jamie…that bastard might be a maniac but he does his job properly".
'JAMIE?As in Jamie…the future assassin king….why? Why are there so many strong opponents….was it a mistake asking Father to go with Mother….' Raffaelo thought as he cursed at his rash decision.
"There's no way they'll lose". Rebecca said as she tapped Raffaelo's back.
"Yeah…I'm sure they underestimated us since Dad hid our abilities from the maids and soldiers…"
"...True…" A sigh of relief escaped his lips. 'I can't believe I almost lost hope…there must be a way…a way to stop this bastard….'
"I have a plan". Morganna muttered, getting their attention immediately.
A smile exuded Raffaelo's lips as he said. " Shall we get started ?"
Meanwhile,
Jamie was currently on one knee panting heavily while groaning. His swords were broken into two and laid a few feet away from him while blood dribbled down his arms and face. The only weapon he felt available for him was his glare.
"This f*cker….how is he so persistent," Fiona said as she panted heavily. She had a wound on her right arm and she was currently healing it. Apart from that, she was fine.
Gloria was in a similar situation; her body had no signs of injury, and what was more, she wasn't fatigued.
Her expression turned into a scowl as she stared at the assassin. "Jamie was it ? This is disappointing….or was it because my sister aided me ?".
"Tch…you should be glad I was here to make things easier for you !" Fiona cried out. 'Seriously this girl…well, she hasn't exactly found someone as strong as her…even amongst her peers'.
"Ke Ke Ke Ke" he chuckled as reality slowly dawned on him. "I don't intend on going out just like this you see….so if anything…". He slowly stood up, staggering in the process.
"I like that you're persistent….but you can't defeat us," Gloria said as she walked up to him, pulling her great sword with her.
"Don't let your guard down; he's an assassin," Fiona said, sighing as she walked after.
"TCH !" He suddenly disappeared, as if he had submerged in the darkness.
"...you see what I mean…." Fiona muttered as she turned around and slowly stood behind Gloria, their backs against each other. "You have my back ?"
"Always sister," Gloria held her sword forward, "to think he still had more tricks…".
"What did you expect….he's an assassin…"
They stood quiet, trying to locate his presence in the once Raffaelo's room.
Three minutes turned to five minutes…and then ten minutes.
"That f*cker" Fiona muttered. "Did he escape ?".
She walked towards the broken-down walls to try and locate him while Gloria lowered her sword.
"Hmm….." Gloria muttered. She could still feel it, blood lust. It was a very minuscule amount, invisible to the normal human but not to a master. 'He must have not realized my full abilities from the fight….but I'm unable to even tell his position this time…'
Fiona looked around for a while and sighed as she turned around to face Gloria. "Alright, I-
In That split moment, Jamie's hand pulled out of the ground and grabbed her leg.
She felt paralyzed and her spells could not alter out of her mouth.
"If you let your guard down like this….Ke Ke Ke….I have no choice but to take it head on".
He pulled her down into the crumbling wood and pulled himself out.
Fiona felt splits of wood pierced her skin as she fell to the last floor while Jamie jumped out of the hole.
"Now…all that's left is-
It was too late, whatever he thought he had in mind was too late. He could see his life flash before his eyes as he felt the sharp sword slowly and easily pierce through the back of his neck. Her sword glowed a bright and fiery white and it all seemed to go on in slow motion in his head.
'Soul Aura ?....she..was a master ?'. He thought as the world suddenly spun around his bloodied-colored eyes. 'Oh….I stood no match from the very beginning ?' He thought to himself as his head landed hard on the ground.
His gaze slowly focused on Gloria in her blood-stained night dress. The moon glowed down on her blue hair, her cold eyes, and her sword covered with blood.
"Beau..."
His eyes lost focus and he gave out his last breath.