“Well, shit. That doesn’t look good!” Malcolm exclaimed, reaching into his back pocket for his phone.
“That’s not the only thing that’s not looking good.” Alek said, returning his attention to the growing crater behind them. The loud sound of the lightning hitting the ground had stopped, now something like sticky black liquid was escaping the cracks.
One of the pools of liquid began to take the shape of a human body. Its mouth opened and released a devil-like shriek.
“What do you think it is?”
Lanias frowned. “Looks like Golems, but stronger. Where are Tiller and the others? We’re going to need them.”
“Raijin is currently dealing with the Surrem,” someone said from above.
Oye slipped off the back of Castian and joined them. “Good thing, I ignored him and came here. With the Veil now shattering, the Blue Jays are occupied getting the people in the city to safety.”
“Great, just great.” Lanias slapped a hand on her face, shaking her head. “When we need every fighter, they’re all occupied.”
Oye walked to the edge of the building, “Doesn’t look good.”
“No shit, Sherlock,” Lanias snapped.
Oye, glanced at her, her gaze cool. “So, you should call on the Nerium. Isn’t this the type of shit we deal with?”
Lanias blankly looked at her before she muttered, “Stupid.” She laughed. “I’m so stupid.”
Alek was worried as her laughter held a crazy edge. Her shoulders were shaking, as she lowered her head.
“Lanias?”
Lanias straightened just before his hand landed on her.
“I’m so stupid,” she said, brushing her hair from her face. “I was so shaken by seeing him again, I briefly forgot who I am.”
Raising her hand, she rolled her wrist, and wriggled her fingers flashing her rings, the light of the sun flickered from them.
Lifting her hand her eyes deepened to the black color of her magic.
“One; for the show.” She snapped her finger.
A loud gong sounded from beneath her feet.
“Two; to get ready.”
The gong sound erupted again.
“And three, to kill our enemies.” She smirked.
Alek and Malcolm shared a confused look.
The gong sounded once more.
The world was falling all around them, and yet Oye and Lanias had found something to laugh at.
The air shuddered to a standstill as strands of purple light brightened the sky above them.
Malcolm and Alek braced themselves.
Oye stared at the sky. “Ah, they’re coming.”
Alek frowned as the wind wailed blocking the noise that Oye seemed to hear. It wasn’t long before he heard what she did, it sounded like a flock of birds.
