Chapter 107 - Vanquishing The Dark Shadows (2/2)
”Remember what I told you earlier?”
Versailles instantly turned serious when she heard him.
”You mean a while ago, right?”
”Yes. Follow my lead and you'll be fine. Now, let's go!”
Holding her, he dived.
The glorious light cloaking them smoothened their descent, shielding and protecting them from the piercing wind and air currents.
Dark shadows rushed at them, blocking every possible escape rout, as they trapped them inside their thousand dark army formation.
”Don't let them get away! I want the Wolf King's life! Even if you can't accomplish that you must bring me the female!”
The vampire's holler spread inside the pit. The beast watched them with smoking eyes, the black fog making his already grim appearance even more ominous and sinister.
As they neared the ground, ten shadows charged at them, slashing ruthlessly and punching violently as they targeted Ramose.
Unperturbed, Ramose spread out one of his hands and a fiery flame with a dark shine surged out, engulfing them before they even neared the two.
”Yeeeeeeee!”
All at once, inhumane shrill cries filled the region and bounced off the jagged cliff walls, the guttural and croaky sound seeming to erupt from the depth an endless nightmarish abyss.
With a final flare of the light, the creatures vanished into nothingness.
Luke, witnessing the bizarre scene, frowned.
”What is that light? Why is so oppressive?”
Everything Luke encountered the beast, the Werewolf King only seemed to be stronger.
If this continued, would he ever get what he wanted?
He felt dread settling in his heart. It's dark and sticky tendrils seeping into his soul. It filled the gaps of his conscious, the splinters of hope, and the shredded pieces of his beautiful dream that he still clung onto firmly, dearly.
At long last, that last trace was on the brink of evaporating as the black tentacles finally clutched onto it and ruthlessly wiped it out.
”Hehehehe...”
A mad cackle flowed from his lips, and the vampire consumed by the darkness, threw his head back and laughed.
He laughed with a sorrowful tone, encompassing his despair and pain.
He laughed with a defiant tone, declaring his defiance against fate.
And he laughed with a sinister tone, displaying his resolve.
Even if it meant turning to the dark side, he was willing.
But he would not bow under fate's mechanism, would give up after losing, and he would not allow his destiny to be written in the throes of woe.
He will get what he wanted, no matter the cost.
”Hehehehe....”
Versailles and Ramose looked at each other in confusion.
”What happened to the Supreme Elder? Seeing us together, did he finally lose his mind?” Ramose asked gleefully.
However, Versailles sensed the situation was no longer controllable.
”Stop playing around. I think that the darkness consumed him. From now on, for him, there is no turning back. Whatever happens to him is his own problem. But we need to leave as soon as possible.”
”Hmm!”
The two gazed deeply into each other's eyes and smiled.
The bright light covering their body glowed brighter and grew larger. It radiated an immense and boundless power, a power so pure and intense that it enveloped the entire region in a shower of brilliance.
Hovering in the center, it was like the combination of multiple mini celestial bodies, the red, gold, and black glow beaming gloriously and otherworldly as they descended.
Time seemed to stop and space throbbed. The cliff walls trembled as if within the presence of their mighty creator.
And the dark shadows, linked together and fixed in a frightening formation, finally displayed a trace of emotion.
They, who were corrupted, corroded, and eroded until their very souls became black,
They, who were erased of their memories and emotions, lost their sense of self and became lifeless puppets,
They, who were tortured and drained until the last drop of their lifeforce was sucked away, and were reborn from the flames of dark magic as dark shadows,
They who were nothing but entrapped souls, captured and sealed within a body of darkness,
Finally shed a tear.
A single, lonely tear.
A single, silent tear filled with pain and anguish dripped from the corner of their eye.
Sigh!
The faint sigh, full of relief and peace, passed through their black lips and drifted into the still region, before the glorious light erupted and showered them with its radiance of salvation.