20 Deaths Door Way (2/2)

He felt a deep sense of regret for having to kill her so fast.

She reached her hands up and clawed at his arms, drawing his blood in desperation. Her lips moved all of the sudden.

”Legionnaire of death... heed your mistress call and...smite her enemies, let them know true fear! Arise my reaper of death!” He watched in terror as the golden eyes of the woman in his arms changed, morphing into a terrifying soul wretching black, her ivory horns also began to change, they were wreathed in burning red and black flames.

Flames began to appear out of her eyes, turning her once frigid features, into the features of an avenging demon. Her silver hair began to morph as well turning into a burning fiery red, a huge pentagram appeared beneath his feet.

Black and red flame began to appear, as the pentagram began to expand encompassing a huge area of the maze that they were in. The vicious flames licked at the ground turning it into a burning sea of fire.

He felt his legs burning and he quickly tossed the woman in his arms away with all the force he could muster. But she didn't fly very far before the black flames, morphed into a figure who caught her in its grips.

The figure covered in black flames, made his hair stand on end, an endless surge of power radiated off of this figure. Bending down, a skeleton head appeared out of the flames brushed a bony hand along the woman's cheek, he had just been strangling.

He regretted ever having targeting the woman now.

The skeleton, jaw opened and a long string of bony cackling sounded out of its mouth, sending the Minotaur an even deeper sense of fear. He'd at that moment knew that he had barked up the wrong tree.

Turning he began to flee, that was all that he could think about at the moment. There was no way to fight that monster, but running was in vain. He was too late and too slow.

A thin hand had latched around his shoulder. It felt like a few tons of pressure was being forced down on his body, which immobilizes him.

Turning his head he looked at the woman, her clothes were being burned away by the fire that curled around her.

The flaming red hair danced around her as if it had a will of its own. Her flamed covered horns we're burning such a dark black, it devoured the light surrounding them.

”It's time for you to die!” The sinister voice of the woman sounded this time, it was like a cold knife entering into his back