166 A crushed dream (1/2)
At this moment where everyone was silent, one small sound made the outlaws turned around. In her small movement of panic, Gwendoline had begun to step back and was very close to hitting the wall behind her. However, instead of crashing on it, she was stopped by something invisible standing there. Almost letting out a small scream, she was still frozen still by this unexpected surprise. However, the feelings she had when she touched made her remember of something.
Extending her hand, she touched once more the invisible thing, only to find out it was cold metal. ”You think that just because they are mere skeletons they can't fool you? Hehe.” Hearing the mocking words of the Akûl, the small spell that was covering the black armor was finally gone. Then, all could see the perfectly still undead. Only then did the Mayor realized that it had never left her room, only she forgot about it, as it was precisely where it always was.
”HA! You have made a mistake coming here. In fact, you have made an even bigger mistake previously, by harming her. Now, no one will be able to save you from her.” Walking forward, he stood in the middle of the room, surrounded by the five enemies still standing. If they could have seen his face, they would have noticed the evil grin that was spreading, as he grabbed two mighty axes that were on his back.
”Her? Are you talking about Leilade? She was defeated by the Archmage, her body is trapped as we are currently speaking. She is nothing more than a soul now! in fact, your friends will be executed as soon as the Archmage will be able to release them. Also, you are outnumbered!” Even if the enemy was a Dark God, there was no reason for those trained killers to be scared witless. With an artifact of the past and their own strength, even Heroes could be killed.
But instead of directly fighting, Ymir finally heard the news he was looking for since a long time. And it completely puzzled him. How could those humans trap an orodil, a duvodiad and Leilade like that? Meridiana was possible, as she was weak, but the two others would not be caught as easily, without even talking about the small girl. ”What do you mean by trapped?”
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For the first time since a very long time, even the Black Gauntlet himself was caught by surprise. As he genuinely believed the underline surprise that was in the voice of that demon. But it was completely impossible for him to not know, the lich was missing and the dark soul had come here. However, since it would inevitably be told to him at one point, the large man wondered how much he could obtain from this. Especially since the magic of the Archmage seemed to have angered the smallest Dark God greatly.
”The Archmage cast a spell capable of stopping time around them, trapping them for many years. For that, ten magus joined their efforts and were successful. If you go there, you could see their bodies.” ”IMPOSSIBLE!” Shouting this, Ymir began to wave his arms, violently shaking the shadow that was in one of his hand. However, he did not kill it yet, only restraining it for the moment. Even then, his mind was preoccupied with one idea.
”Impossible. It is impossible. On a lowly planet like this one, understanding spatial magic to the level of Candaith, it is impossible. You are lying, LYING!” Even if could not be considered as extremely smart, Ymir was no moron either. He had heard the rumors about the many fights between Leilade and Candaith, including the one where she pummeled him so hard their commander had to step in. She had barely managed to escape the trap laid by that harmless space bunny and someone told him now it happened again. ”I DON'T LIKE TO BE LIED TO!”
Begining to squeeze his prisoner, the giant criminal stopped him with one word. ”Candaith.” The Akûl froze while hearing this, only to remember he had said this seconds ago. Feeling even more anger in his heart, it vanished in a second afterward. ”The last Dark God was called Candaith.” With this new information, his mind was in turmoil. Even if he did not often listen to Davion and Malakov, he still heard them talked about the numerous portals created during the Age of Darkness.
Turning into a living statue, he did not even breath as he was processing all of this. The last person that forced Leilade to extract her own soul was Candaith himself. His name was known to the locals. One Dark God was an expert in opening portals. The Archmage had trapped the rest in a temporal prison. Dropping his axes and the human, he stumbled backward, putting a hand on a wall to support himself. However, he was too strong, as the wall crumbled and he fell along.
Seeing the state of that monster in armor, Gwendoline tried to approach him but was stopped by a shadow. Behind her, the skeleton was still immobile, but even then, his presence was still a threat. ”We will never go back. We are trapped here.” Only the Black Gauntlet was close enough to hear the murmurs of the Akûl, as his conjecture was true. The two groups knew each other and were related. But he clearly did not expect his words to have such a huge impact on the red demon.
However, he could have never guessed that from the beginning, they had all thought that Leilade could get them out of here. Even if she was no genius like Candaith in this domain, if the Demonic Empire was close by, she could still at least contact them. But that would require an unknown amount of mana, forcing them to preserve her strength for the time being. The slower she recovered, the longer they stayed on this forsaken world. But now, if that man failed, she wouldn't have any chance to succeed.
The hard truth stunned him completely, as he always thought of this period of time to be just a bad mission. As for the fact that Leilade planned for them to stay here for years, even decades, that was just to wait for the reinforcements of the Demonic Army. And with the presence of the Saksa, that was even better to not be too visible. ”Go! All of you go!” The low growl of the Akûl did not scare the other party, as there was no strength in the threat. Only Gwendoline followed this order, and this time was not stopped. Right behind her, the skeleton did not even glance at the shadows as he also left.
Signaling to his men to surround the target, the dark weapon on his arm began to pulsate. In his mind, he could felt fury and hatred grow, even when he was perfectly calm and collected. The only thing he did not know was how this weapon truly worked and what was also produced. Sniffing the Demonic Energy that was filling the air, Ymir realized he had thought too much. That was not something he should do, even if he was all alone and had no one to tell him something. An Akûl was born for one thing, to fight.