Chapitre 27: Chapter 27 - Wailing
Sonder transform.
What was left of her body in the fight against the thin demon cracked and tore at its seams.
Dark mist emanated from her, covering the whole room, so much so that the mages and the Apprentice, who were lying on the ground, were wholly swallowed up by it.
Sonder grew, her hair began to rise in the air and blood seeped out of her eyes, like tears.
Her eyes lost all color and were a milky white.
She couldn't contain herself and like a dam that broke screamed at the armored demon.
Her scream tore off its flesh, layer after layer until only pink, vulnerable flesh was left.
She moved, like a ghost she was hoovering to it, and grabbed the sides of its head, her nails digging into its skin like her fingers were beaten into its skull, and screamed into its face, ripping away the last layers of its flesh until only bone was left.
Her dark mist burned and peeled off the rest of its flesh from its body; acid to anything it touched.
Then the reverse happened and instead of screaming at the demon, she seemed to suck something out of it; its living essence; until the armored demon crumpled. There was nothing left to hold it up anymore.
The thin demon only observed, it didn't care for the thick demon. Quite the opposite; it reveled in death, no matter the creature, even one of his own.
When Sonder was finished, she turned to the thin one.
Her whole demeanor changed, no longer the girl who wanted to protect life, but wanted to kill those she called enemies instead, even beyond that.
The demon swiped with its claws, but its hand seemed to phase through Sonder; a ghost to the living and material world.
Sonder chanted, it was something like a song or a prayer. No living creature could understand it and the demon only looked at her with confusion until its claws shattered like glass and when it looked at its hand, it too began to crumple.
Its whole being beginning to be crushed together. It struggled against the invisible hand that closed around it, wanting its death but it didn't hold out, it couldn't.
The power was far too great; not as great as its master, but leagues above itself.
After it was done, it fell to the ground — a bloody ball of something that couldn't be recognized anymore.
Sonder wasn't done, she had only started and then looked around for her next target and her eyes fell on the mages; they were already beginning to dissolve.
She rose into the air and took a breath to begin her wailing.
But something jumped between the mages and her at the last moment.
Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
reçu État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone