A new form of supernatural who would one day be crownedHorsewoman Death... Well, all of that was before I was thrown into a cell, never to be rescued again.
I mentally curse my ancestors, who stupidly exchanged immortality for the ability toprocreate. Only if those fuckers didn’t want to get pregnant so bad, I wouldn’t have been born—or made, to be precise—and stuck in that dusty ass cell for a decade.
Rustling and quickly approaching footsteps break me out of my pity party. I’m just a few feet away from the force field the witches built so that no one could get in or out without dying. I don’t have enough time or energy to fight the Deviantsandbreak through the force field successfully, but by the looks of it, I will have to.
Oh, Fates, let me live one more day. One more day to leave the kid with someone I know and trust. One more day before you show me mercy and finally let me die.
CHAPTER 3
Is that an Angel?
Nevaeh
Igroan like a dying goat when I hear two more hurried footsteps approaching me. I’m in the middle of slicing a Deviant in half and panting like I’m on my last breath with one arm secure around the kid. It’s so not a good time for another dumpster fire.
Where is a fucking miracle when you need one?
It’s tricky to turn my back on every blow before it touches the toddler bundled around me. The said toddler is taking the nap of his life while my back is making space for fresh slices.Lucky boy.
Deviants are already energy-consuming with their rabid senses and little to no fighting style, but add my exhaustion, constant bleeding, and a dwindling Divine, and you’ve got the perfect recipe of ‘how to enter azure in five quick steps’.
Because I’m going to Azure, andno onecan stop me. I refuse to be stuck in another nightmare after this one ends.A girl needs a break, dammit.
Surprisingly, instead of adding to my panic, the new footsteps light up my Divine like a firecracker, and now I’m worried that I’m losing what little is left of my sanity.
Suddenly, my spear slices through the air, and I stumble forward a few steps from the force I was putting behind my move. The Deviant before me drops to my feet with an arrow sticking out of his forehead.
That was not me.
And now I have goo on my feet.Yuck.
Two warriors covered in armor sprint through the woods, and arrows start raining from behind me. I hear a sharp crack of a whip, and the ground beneath me vibrates from the impact. The long twin whips covered in spikes, snake around two Deviants and dig into their flesh before sending them flying into tree trunks.
I wait for an arrow to come for my head, but strangely, not a single weapon is aimed at me. The two surprise arrivals are solely focused on the brainless puppets. What kind of trickery is this?
It’s clear the two strangers aren’t on the coven’s side judging by the ground dripping with deviant goo, but they can’t be on my side either since I have no clue who they are.
Maybe I should’ve been more specific when I asked for a miracle.
I almost throw up when the pungent odor of blood and goo reaches me. I’ve been hit in the head countless times in the past decade, and I’ve learned to blame everything weird on my head injuries. I would write this down as ‘hallucinating again because brain is useless’if I wasn’t seeing this with my own eyes.
The warrior holding the twin whips twirls them in a manner that starts a storm.A fucking storm. What begins as a small rush of wind quickly transforms into an angry black tornado with bright purple lightning wrapped around and inside it.
Ah, what the fuck?
Two giant tornadoes spinning in tight circles, fast enough to make me dizzy, sweep up the remaining Deviants before smashing them into trees. The manner in which these two take care of the Deviants is something I barely register with before the Deviants start spouting their black, gooey organs.
Wait… how… no… what?
There is no way I’m imagining Deviants coughing up pieces of their decaying lungs and melting like boiled soup.
Side note: I think I’m going to be sick.
Whips? Arrows? And storms out of thin air. The ones with such powers aren’t supposed to be strolling through the coven grounds and killing Deviants.
The coven defeated the Horsemen years ago. Right?
More Deviants fall to the ground with arrows lodged in their necks before getting carried away by the wind.The wind!
