Ambrose jolted back as Ruxnoth bellowed and snapped the binds confining his wrists.
I saw sparks of blue traveling all over him, the work of the Spiral Thorn.
It had done its job.
All that was needed now was to bring about his death, which would send him to the Valley of the Dead.
Shrieking, Ruxnoth used everything he had left to then send out a shockwave of his power that broke through Undead Domination, sent the necromancers staggering back, and knocked Ambrose away.
Then he staggered toward the hole in the chamber.
No.
He was not getting away again.
I used my teleportation to burst forward in an instant and rematerialize in front of him, blocking his path.
But then Dad’s power erupted right between us, startling me.
With a glowing crimson hand, he made a sharp twisting motion and snapped Ruxnoth’s neck.
Killing him.
Delivering the death blow instead of me.
As Ruxnoth dropped, Dad eyed me, a heavy look filling his eyes. “You’re not carrying that. Not our son.”
I sucked in a stuttering breath as I took his words in, then stared down at Ruxnoth’s crumpled form.
Everything started blurring around me as I just stared and stared, trying to reconcile that it was really over, that the motherfucker was gone.
I heard the necromancers confirming to Dad that Ruxnoth had been dragged into the Valley, warping ability neutralized, meaning the Valley wouldn’t be harmed.
He was just dead.
Forever.
Done.
It really was finished.
My loves came to me and wrapped me up, and I sank into them.
Their touches and care had me finally able to look away from that bastard, and I found myself smiling out at them.
Just fucking smiling, and unable to stop.
All of this today, it had lifted a crushing weight off me.
And now… now… I felt free.
At peace.
Epilogue
~Evira~
A Few Months Later
