Chapter 627 - The Third Harvest Moon Ⅶ (2/2)
A loud roar thundered through the forest as a large lion-like beast with wings burst in from the sky to attack. However, the mighty beast was constrained by the proximity of the trees and could not attack as it pleased. Undeterred the beast roared and with its powerful tail shattered trees left and right making room for it to land on the destroyed forest ground and attack the hooded figures with its fierce claws and teeth.
The stone masked figure of Zeus having broken free of the curse without hesitation attacks fiercely with the Severing Charm, ”Diffindo!” A large slash appears across the forearm of Marcellus, but Marcellus counters back with a jinx. ”Oppugno!” As falling shrapnel like branches on the ground rise from the ground and attack the stone masked figure of Zeus from all directions.
The stone masked figure of Zeus quickly shouts, ”Protego,” but far too late as the shield charm emerges and only defends him partially. Bits of wood like shrapnel shroud the ground and can be clearly seen embedded in the shoulder of the stone masked figure of Zeus behind the glowing magical shield.
Furious, but sensing that the tides were swaying against them, the stone masked figure of Zeus loudly roars, ”The guardian must be slain!” The hooded figures cease to attack the centaurs and instantly move as one to slay the winged lion.
”Leonidas!” Marcellus shouted as he found himself fiercely under siege by curses that were flying left and right as an Eradication spell disintegrated an entire tree that was at his side.
”Lacarnum Inflamari,” Marcellus desperately cried out as he set the hooded figure's cloaks ablaze causing them to cease their spell casting to frantically put out the flames on their person. Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click /book/a-bend-in-time_14576125306898605/the-third-harvest-moon-%E2%85%B6_50675957895329133 for visiting.
Marcellus lets out a loud hiss as a Stinging hex strikes him, but he ignores the pain. ”Flee, Leonidas! Flee!” Marcellus frantically requested, but the foolish beast was as proud as Godric and would not depart even to save its own life. It was a warrior, and it would choose its own path even if it led unto its own death.
”Marcellus, I feel most slighted at the lack of attention, which I am receiving,” the stone masked figure of Zeus rumbled as a spell sent Marcellus flying back and crashing into the tree line.
Having bitten his tongue, Marcellus spits out a wad of blood and painfully sways to his feet. Ignoring his bruised and aching body, he casts a spell over the guardian beast. ”Protego!” To no avail as the shield flickered momentarily under a barrage of spells, before beginning to break apart.
Seeing his shield beginning to falter, Marcellus grips his wand tightly in his hand and pushes himself forward only to find that he is incredibly agony as his left foot stepped forward. During his crash against the tree line, he had fallen with his full weight on his ankle and had severely twisted it. A tendril of fear crept in around his heart as he raised his gaze to see Leonidas in the distance. Perchance, he would be unable to save the guardian in the end for Fate has a nasty habit of rearing its head at the most inopportune of times.