Page 50 of Wings of The Wraith
Chapter 10
Dante
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Fuck.
I was actually afraid. Nervous and afraid.
I reached for Alyssa and held her tight thinking of the most inconspicuous way to get her inside the cave. The cave was off in the distance on the other side of the mountain.
“Dante,” Alyssa snuggled against me. “We should stay positive. Maybe we have enough. I mean with the queen’s power.”
It wasn’t enough. It was something, but it wasn’t enough, and just like I knew our presence wouldn’t go unknown in Aestas, I knew Balmora and the necromancer would know we were here.
We had to get to the cave. Walking was out of the question, teleporting would alert them to our location, but I was sure they would know that in seconds on their own. It was a given with people who had that level of magic.
So, I chose that. The lesser of two evils.
We got as far as outside the cave. Just as I thought because the magic wouldn’t take me inside.
I frowned, however, when I saw them both waiting at the cave entrance for us.
Balmora with her hideous appearance and the necromancer, a dark haired, ashen faced man with a cape billowing in the wind.
So that was what he looked like.
They both smiled at us, relishing the fear that rippled through Alyssa. The necromancer was feeding off it.
“Wonderful.” He mused holding out his hands to either side. He rose into the air and seemed taller. His hair flowed into the shadow. “Hand delivered is always best. I hope you handled her with care.”
“Fucking asshole, as if I’m going to allow you to take her. Just like that? Idiot.” I snarled. I looked down at Alyssa and she blinked several times.
“Thank you for taking care of me.” She gripped my shirt.
“You were right. Going fast makes people crazy, and crazy things happen. I went ahead and fell for you.”
Her lips parted. “I lov–”
There was no time to savor for me to hear her. I had to do it. I couldn’t portal us into the cave, but I could create black holes in objects. That is what I did and pushed her inside before she could tell me she loved me.
Before the necromancer could snap her up, and she really would be hand delivered. He struck out at me with a wave of thick black fire that scorched the clothes off my body.
“You’ll pay for that. Wraith.” He hissed.
“Oh, not just yet. It’s just the wings right now.” My eyes turned gold and I unleashed the angelic magic within me. It was time to show what I had, what I held back. What I failed to acknowledge all these years. I was a fallen angel, but there was so much more to me than that.
“I’m still a sentinel!” I cried and with a burst of energy I lashed back. My blast got him, but it wasn’t enough.
“I think we need to make things more interesting.” Balmora called out with a wicked laugh.
Then all around me shadows lifted from the ground. The place was already a spooky gray color. It could be classed as silver against the moonlight, but these figures were black.
Balmora’s laugh got louder when the figures turned into goblins, but not just any run of the mill goblins. They were hellish creatures that stood taller than me and they had wings too.
“Lucky for you we love interesting.” Said a voice from behind me I recognized.
I whirled around to see Neo and Zeek walking toward me, weapons at the ready.
