Chapter 156: Got to make you leave (1/2)
Magnus and Sandor's spell casting speed was eye-popping, people could see only their shadows and occasional thunderous collisions, and whenever they slammed into each other, the ground would sink and vegetation would vanish, and the pouring water would come down to fill them, forming puddles here and there.
”You have reached Mature Rank, huh?” Sandor narrowed his eyes when he couldn't take any advantage in the battle against Magnus, but then he sneered. ”So what if you can fight me? You won't be able to defeat me that easily, and even if you did…” he said as they continued to cast spell after spell on each other, ”...even if you did, so what? Could those people hold that long? Although their number is greater, the strength of my people far surpassed theirs. As time passes, their number would start to decrease. Don't you want to save them, Magnus?”
”You…” Magnus gritted his teeth in rage when he looked at the battle between vampires and elves. Although Sandor said those words to affect his state of mind and to find an opening to attack him — and he knew that — what he said was indeed true.
The number of villagers was rapidly plummeting. It won't take long before only a few villagers would remain. He trembled in fury but then his gaze fell on a particular corpse and his body stiffened. His mind went blank and tears dripped from his eyes which were cold and impassive all this time.
”So what if he is a vampire!?” a memory surfaced inside his head. ”Can't you see there is a human with them as well?” It was a memory about a teenage girl who had protected him, Salona, and Eddena, when they needed the help most.
”You want to kill them?” she roared. ”Over my dead body!”
”How could you think such a thing? Do you still have hearts? Can't you see how injured they are?”
She was the girl who had gone against her villagers on their behalf. She was the one who convinced Grandma Ti to treat Salona and let them stay in Yefsari. She was a kind girl. Innocent, but smart. She was stubborn, but with a heart of gold. She was Shasha.
[Note: if you have forgotten then let me remind you — she is the same girl who went hunting with Eddena last time.]
Beside Shasha was another corpse. The old lady who acted uncaringly, but there was nothing in her heart other than kindness. The old lady whose eyes used to shine with wisdom, now they were closed. Her body that was old but still filled with vigour had already turned lifeless, cold.
Magnus never imagined that the two most kind people he met would die because of him. He just wanted to live peacefully with his loved ones. He was even thinking about bringing Kadyn and Elora to this village. Who would have thought…
He fell on his knees in the puddle as the tears dripped down from his eyes with rain. He clenched his fist and roared towards the sky, full of pain and indignance, full of sorrow and misery. However, at this moment, a kind of aura started to seep out of his body, and with the aura came a kind of pressure, freezing the entire battlefield. Even Sandor couldn't budge from his place.
Magnus held his right hand with his left and screamed. However, this time the scream wasn't due to fury, but due to pain. No one knew what was going on with Magnus. Salona and Eddena looked at him worriedly. They didn't know what to do, and even if they knew they wouldn't be able to do anything, as they were also under the pressure released by Magnus.