Chapter 70: Castle of Brimstone - Blood of Ancients (1/2)
Clenching my eyes shut, I welcomed the darkness as sweat skimmed down my back, drenching my clothing. We were weak, remarkably weak; that damned dagger might protect us, but...
Shooting my eyes open, I peered strictly at the dagger before shifting to Yura, ”Do you know that woman?” I asked, feeling doubtful.
As if coming to the same realization, Yura shook her head, ”No, but her armor is similar to Sagthillath, and he follows the Lord of Deceit.”
”I have no doubt that this path leads to the Abyss, but I dought if this dagger will protect us Or if we really need to head into the abyss,” I coldly spat, feeling foolish for missing such an important detail. Fear really is a powerful tool when used correctly.
Clitting my tongue, I looked at the demonic dagger that held complex ruins, painting it in a demonic light; suddenly, a massive throbbing sensation pulsed from my mind as the Ring of Bael suddenly activated, swallowing the Dagger in a mist of darkness before I could perceive what happened.
With a disgusted expression, Yura stepped out, slitting her wrist with her blade. However, only a single drop of blood fell from her arms as she chanted, ”Ancestors of Calamity, heed the call of thy chosen and shatter thy enemies will.”
BOOOM!!! BOOOM!!!
As if Calamity was within that single drop of blood, the world began to shake as Yura flicked her blood drop over the pool of darkness. Space began to bend and melt as her blood hovered over the abyss, suddenly turning into a crimson eye.
A hint of amusement radiating from before it turned its gaze towards me. ”Child of Tenebrae, we meet again, how amusing. Will you not kneel in fear like before?” it asked, suddenly taking form into a blacken flaming creature with eyes glimmering with a crimson hue.
”YOU!!!” I Bellowed as Ancient markings covered my body. My Ashen hair rose as I glared with hatred at the entity before me. He was the bastard that made me feel fear...he was the one that forced me to my knees.
A look of shock filled the monster as a faint shimmer ran through him, ”W-W-Who created you?” he muttered.
”Grandfather, stop this at once!!!” Yura defended, ”We are stuck, and he is the only reason we are still alive.”
Sending the young girl a disdainful glance, this entity sneered with its flaming mouth, ”He is not a demon nor devil, yet he holds the Blood of Tenebrae. No wonder the King of Hell took an interest in him. You will do well to be wary about him, Yura. I'm sure you heard about the snakes in the garden and all that other bullshit.”
Snapping his fingers, the world suddenly shattered like glass as everything around us changed. No longer were we in a cold dark dungeon but in a massive garden with a pool of swirling darkness. ” Call upon me if needed, Yura.” the entity stated before vanishing.
Growing pale, Yura suddenly dropped sweat pooling off of her like streams as she smiled happily towards me, ”I did it,” she joyfully exclaimed.
”You did it? my ass,” I yelled, ”Who was that flaming bastard!?”
Puffing her cheeks, Yura stuck her tongue out, ”Find out for yourself,” she mischievously said before turning to the unconscious Edain foaming at the mouth. A sharp giggled fill with a little mockery escaped from her mouth as she burst into laughter.
Rolling my eyes, I looked at the well-kept garden, unlike the rest of the castle. There was a very low-level presence around us, but nothing that would require Yura to move.
”I'll go clean up around us...watch over Edain,” I said as I turned to Yura, who was giving a capricious grin towards Edain.