The swords all fell slamming into Zaharis’ body, he screamed, feeling each one stab into critical body parts. “Agggggh!”
“Louder,” Alek said. Walking casually toward his body, he grabbed one of the swords and yanked it out. Then he walked over to his left side and lifting the sword he brought it down on Zaharis’ arm. With a small kick, Zaharis’ hand went flying. “I’m going to carve you till there is nothing left.”
Zaharis’ screams filled the air as Alek meticulously chopped him up. Every scream drew more attention until all those who’d been there finally noticed that the roaring wind had stopped, and that there was no more slime.
Alek stood over Zaharis’ body.
He lifted his sword near Zaharis’ head, and with a flick of his wrist he removed the head from the torn body.
“Lanias,” Oye yelled, finally able to see what was happening. Her eyes landing on her cousin’s body, she stumbled back in surprise. “Oh no.”
Sabina ran past her toward her sister, her magic calming.
“Lanias.”
She ran with her arm outstretched, only for Alek to appear before her.
“Sabina, no!” Oye shouted, but it was too late.
The next thing Sabina knew, Oye was in between her and Alek.
The Vampire’s blade clanged as he brought his sword down and Oye brought up her scythe. The force caused both Oye and Sabina to fly back and hit the ground hard.
Coughing, Oye managed to recover. “Shit, this is the last thing we need.”
“Why did he attack me?” Sabina demanded, pressing her hand to her side.
As she looked up to where Alek stood. His shirt was completely gone; his chest was bare and covered in red tattoos. His hair reached the ground as his fangs were exposed to them.
He looked like a fierce demon king.
“He’s not in his right mind,” Oye mentally cursed, they spent so much effort fighting the slimes. Fighting Alek, who was clearly out for blood, wasn’t going to be easy. She needed the guys here, and she needed them here now. They needed to check and see if Lanias was just injured or dead, and a part of her was hoping it wasn’t the latter.
“I told you not to come here.” Castian’s irritated voice filled her with both annoyance and relief. As he landed behind her. He gave a cursory look around, seeing some of the witches who were recovering.
“Well, it looks like you guys are…” He trailed off at the sight of Alek who stood almost as if on guard before Lanias’ body. “Well, that doesn't look good.”
“No, it doesn’t,” Raijin said, as he walked past him over to Sabina. He picked her up and pulled her into his arms. “You should be home.”
“Why does everyone seem so sure that I should be home,” she muttered, letting him soothe her feelings by dropping a kiss on her cheek. “Right now, what we should be focused on is dealing with Alek. Plus, the kids are safe with the babysitter.”
“That’s problematic,” Tiller said, from where he sat casually on a boulder.
Next to him stood Malcolm who let Eliza run over to Oye and Sabina to see if they were fine. “The last time I saw him like that he destroyed a good portion of red street.”
“Who stopped him then?” Raijin asked, lowering Sabina back down.
“No one,” Tiller said, flicking some ash off his shoulder. “He finished his rampage, and I covered it up.”
“I destroyed a bank, once. And you told me I had to pay for it,” Castian complained. “Why didn’t you cover it up for me.”’
“Didn’t feel like it,” Tiller said, hopping down, he stared up at Alek. “So, are we doing this?”
Raijin placed a kiss on Sabina’s head. “Yes.” He walked over to Tiller. “How do you want to start?”
Malcolm stretched his arms up grinning. “I don’t think it matters as long as we bring him down.”’
“I agree,” Castian said casually, spinning his cane. “The faster we do this, the faster we can all go home.”
