62 Confirmation (2/2)
”Who are … Sword Saint, where is he? You're his daughter, right?” The woman that was in charge immediately questioned Muirnë, not even letting her descend from her mount. ”He is coming shortly after; I was just the first to be ready. Now, tell me where she is?” Sarah was surprised, who was that she, the monster or her sister? Probably the monster, even if being qualified as a she was weird, considering her inhuman nature.
”We heard someone screaming in the library, right before we left. But we can't come back, not with this.” She pointed at the orb, still in the arms of Arthar. ”So, please, can you at least prevent people from approaching that thing. They don't know what is awaiting them, and will probably investigate, out of curiosity. If that is really happening and they angered Leilade, the Academy will be totally destroyed.”
”Leilade?” It was the first time that Muirnë heard that name, and she wondered who it was. Hearing the surprised voice of the princess, the magus was a little bit perplexed, before understanding everything. ”Ah, sorry. It was the name that the creature gave herself, I thought that she used the same name when you encountered it. It was a little girl, with black hair and eyes darker than the deepest hole?”
Shuddering at the description, Muinrë nodded her head. ”Yes, so she called herself Leilade. When my father arrives, in a minute or so, tell him to not enter immediately the library. Give me a few minutes. She has a bigger plan that we don't see yet, but she won't kill people that doesn't displease her.”
Departing immediately, the princess was incapable of seeing the shocked face of the magus. From her point of view and her personal experience, it was true, but to a woman that just lost so many friends in such a gruesome way, to speak like that was hurtful. It only reinforced her shame and regrets for not listening to the advice of Alexander Arastil, thinking that they could deal with such a monster by themselves.
Not even slowing down inside the greenhouse, the valiant girl arrived between the two buildings and then realized she had no idea where the library was. ”Kill that thing, it injured Leon.” ”It is insensible to my magic, we can't bea AAAAARGH” ”NO, [Fireball]” ”RUN AWAY!”
While one side was awfully quiet, the other had a massive group of magicians surrounding it. In the middle, a gigantic warrior was standing still and getting attack from all side. His armor was burned, frozen, broken or even melted, but the monster was still moving at an incredible speed. Each magician that threw a spell had his body cut in half or some deep injuries, deadly even. That was caused by the fact that one man tried to enter the library, only to be violently beheaded without any warning.
Soon after, the fight was moved to a more open field, where the mass of mages thought they had a chance. But they were incapable of even harming the undead, and the latter was harvesting lives after lives, like the Grim Reaper. None of the men or women fighting realized what was happening, because they were mad, out of fear, out of hate, out of love. Only a few escaped, while most were still fighting.
”STOP! I SAID STOP!” The first order was dismissed, but the second one was infused with the strange power that was granted to her after her encounter with the dark god, or Leilade. That made everyone that was casting a spell stunned, dismissing entirely the magic that was condensed. After this, the bloodthirsty giant that was raising his sword stop too, and then, slowly walked back into the library.
Seeing this, for some, far too close since the undead brushed a few mages, everyone realized the obvious. This thing was programmed to attack in retaliation, and if Muirnë hadn't put an end at this madness, they would have all killed themselves. The princess in a white armor still followed the creation of Leilade back to its original post and finally found the library. Entering after him, she saw the latter turned around and begin to attack her, his sword slashing down toward her own.
But, for whatever reasons, just before the two swords clashed, the giant stopped itself and sheathe his weapon. Even if she was extremely perplexed by that sight, the young girl didn't forget her initial objective and searched for her acquaintance. Using her speed, she quickly found the hole in the wall, where a door once stood. Descending stairs after stairs, in the deepest part of the Academy where all the secrets were hidden, she finally saw the familiar silhouette of a girl staring at a wall.
On it, were both described and drawn the different events of the Age of Darkness, where the seven gods fell on this world. But instead of continuing to walk to see the rest, Leilade was standing still in front of one peculiar tale. Muirnë had a hard time hearing the calm voice of Leilade, but she still managed to get the latest part.
”… true, isn't Viscount? Otherwise, they wouldn't have been suppressed. What was told as just a loud roar was the very thing that saved them, how ironic. To be proud of your own power when in reality, you were merely protected… someone is here?” Turning around, Leilade gazed at the white armor and the hollow princess.
Her usually calm behavior was visibly flustered, worried about something that Muirnë still didn't understand. But as she wondered what could possibly make someone that powerful scared, she saw the little kid in front of her draining more blood from her hand. Conjuring some dark incantations, Leilade disappeared in a blink of an eye, only leaving a weird symbol on the ground. In the end, only a dumbfounded woman was still present, alone in the dark, as all the lights around her were fading.