164 Ormas Symphony (1/2)

Medusa kept shaking, while her parents were standing in front of Aure, who had a contrite and displeased expression. Aure had decided to bring his condolences personally to the parents, who were deeply angry at the loss of their younger daughter. Both members of the Council of Elders in the Sect of the Worthy, it was right that Mac and Gael should receive such an important visit, especially after having lost their daughter Medea in such a violent way.

Medusa and Medea's parents had tears in their eyes and were feeling a sudden urge to make Helial cross the Styx River shore to shore. That filthy Human had killed one of their daughters. Although Medea had never been endowed with a great talent like that of her older sister, this did not mean that her parents had not loved her up to the last moment of her life.

However, there wasn't much they could do. Helial had won following the rules of the Colosseum. He had completely and utterly destroyed the Sect's reputation, but he hadn't broken any rules. Medea had accepted to fight to the death and the Sect of the Worthy had also provided her and the other members of the Executioners' Team with the means to win that fight.

If Medea was dead, all that could be done was sigh in front of Helial's incredible abilities. And as Medea's parents were suffering from grief, an interesting flame could be seen in Aure's eyes.

If Medea's parents really cared about their daughter, even though they still had the most talented one, the same could not be said about Aure. However much an enemy may be hated, his most formidable abilities must always be recognized. No great enemy is worthy of being forgotten and always deserves a place in the Olympus of memory.

While the leader of the Sect was speaking with Mac and Gael and expressing them his condolences, his suffering and all the feelings that must absolutely be paraded on such occasions, a vague hint of a smile filled from time to time the pauses in which he had to listen to the parents' rant, so full of revenge.

But Aure heard nothing, as if a strange symphony was caressing his ears and making the sounds muffled. It was the concert of the present Orma that was coming to an end, that seemed to want an end. However, there was a need for an unobtainable soloist to lead the piece at its end, so that a new one could start.

Whatever the future results would have been, Aure had always imagined that Orma's solo position would end up in his hands or in Cesar's.

But, as the symphony deafened his ears and prevented the idiocies of Medea's parents from obscuring his mind, he could not forget he was facing a boy, not the old pompous King of Orma.

The two Elders were not the only ones to have feelings of revenge: their eldest daughter, Medusa, stared at Aure in silence, with a grudging look, but she didn't have the guts to speak a word. What could she obtain from the wrath of Orma's second greatest Immortal?

Suddenly, Medusa seemed to regain control of her mind. She shook her head, as if to send away something that did not really belong to her, and said, ”I want to challenge Helial's team.” The girl was at the first steps of the Third Phase, and all her team had already reached the same level. If Helial and his teammates accepted, the fight would have turned into a bloodbath.

Medusa's face was full of dark shades and her eyes were swollen with all the tears she had shed. Her nails had started to cut her palms and make drops of blood slowly fall to the ground.

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Her parents had ignored her up to that point, not caring about their daughter's opinion and looking for a way to act and punish the Clan of the Sacred Eagle .

Madness began to rise inside Medusa's heart, which seemed to blacken more and more every second. Her pale complexion stunned her parets, suddenly awakened from their fury.

Before they tried to open their mouths and talk, Aure turned to Medusa.

Orma's symphony inside Aure's head suddenly dissolved, but the silence was replaced by the high-pitched voice of Medusa.

”I want to challenge Helial's team.”

Aure looked at the girl with bloodshot eyes and disheveled hair that kept moving on their own because of the evil Aura gathering around her. Like black snakes, Medusa's hair began to shoot upward.

”A death match?” Aure asked. This was the only thing that interested him, that the Human would be killed without the possibility of being resuscitated.

Medusa's body trembled slightly and a sardonic expression appeared on her face.