章 61: Chapter (61): Sprint

He swirled the sword and it halted along with his nose, his eyes were on the imp that showed its fangs. It had a human body, legs thinner, just bones and skin, claws were sharp and its body as red as the blood that had taken from bodies. Its horns were revealing that it came from demons' wombs. Those fierce red eyes glinted and its bat-like wings expanded.

The creature stepped further, Ryan could sense its breath on his face. It was stinking, the scent of blood that it just sucked was streaming out of its mouth. Ryan avoided its eyes not to become hypnotized, killing the penetrated terror in his blood.

I love you, Luna, he repeated to his mind. He turned on his heels and his sword kissed the devil's hand that expected him to be intoxicated. Blood gushed out and painted Ryan's face.

Elizabeth saw how the whirlwind embraced Ryan. She literally watched how Ryan was snagged by the hell. She blinked multiple times but could not do anything.

"You saved your sister..."

All of a sudden this part of Lavera's sentence came to her mind. She did nothing, only fainted as she heard that Luna was lost. She wasn't weak, she had tended to go after her in the sleet but things drove unlike what she wished.

This time was the same, she pressed her palms against the cold earth and moved on her legs, putting her left hand upon her forehead to shelter her eyes.

Recent occurs questioned her faith, where were the gods that they used to pray for? Were they challenging them? If it was true, then she couldn't lose. Not here, not like this. It was how she was back then and rose to aid him. She had to let it out, gauging the condition, and roaming ahead.

While persuading herself to move on, Ryan got shot back to lumber and fell beside her. The whirlwind shoved down and the imp's wing was bleeding. Elizabeth scream, heaving on her feet, tears welled down her cheeks.

"You piece of hell, I will burn you." She squeezed the dagger, limping on her knees then she jumped, among those tears sun glowed. Her eyes were gleaming out rays and she sat on the imp's back that its wing was disabled by Ryan.

"Elizabeth," Ryan said under his weak breath that slightly escaped out of his lungs, his eyes were on Elizabeth but his body was wrecked, in pain all over, devastated.

Natasha surged ahead, taking her sword against the creature, she dodged the left hand of the imp that tended to tear her. She managed to escape and sat I her knees then turned, slicing the air her sword cut the hand.

Elizabeth was striking her blade to the back of the creature and finally tore, burned the skin. Diving the griffin tamer in its flesh, the devil shrieked out of misery.

Eliot found it suitable to roam ahead and hit it down. He flashed ahead, slipped on the ground, and stood up under the neck of the being, his sword tore the throat. Blood poured on his body and the being fell as the blood choked the noises in its throat. He ran away not to be smashed by its enormous carcass. In that sprint, they won the battle but it cost them a lot.

The creature slumped down and Elizabeth strumbled forward, on the ground. Her body was washed with blood and her face had become terrifying. Her golden eyes turned brown again and her shivering hands couldn't let go of the dagger. She was afraid that the demon becoming sober again.

Dragging her strides to Ryan, she couldn't believe there was such a wound on his chest, he couldn't survive. She sat beside him, the other wound was on his arm yet, and now, he earned a deeper one. Her hand reached out ahead, approaching him, "Ryan!"

She shook his arm, no sound came out! She jerked back embracing her knees. How could she get back home like this?

Natasha rushed to Eliot, he was fine but turning her steps to Ryan, she found him being in a serious condition.

She kicked Elizabeth, "get up, he is alive!"

It wasn't time to wail and watch him die in front of their eyes.

"Eliot, burn these devils."

Natasha told the eager Eliot and the men beside him. They picked the torch and began to burn the creature.

The sky roared, the scent of rain spread around. Another man came to Natasha from the Inn. The sounds already oozed down so they figured out the safety had returned.

"Put him on my back."

The man told Natasha who was pressing Ryan's chest.

"He is going to die," Ell uttered.

"Shut up! No one dies here." Natasha shouted.

Elizabeth gazed at the dead carcass beside her. That was dead. His family just lost him. If she could let out the beast within her then this man was alive and the devil was dead before reaching the ground. What was the curse in her blood? This sensitive beast or the weak figure? What was she? Why nothing could satisfy her? What did she want from life? How did she save Luna?

Her eyes traced Natasha and the man that took Ryan inside the Inn. Feeling the heat that was coming from behind, she looked up and the raindrops kissed her face.

"I am sorry Luna! I earned the cure but I can't heal another sorrow. I am cursed by blood. Now, I doubt if I am a human."

She repeated to herself. A hand rested on her shoulder, it was a young woman. She looked back and saw the smiling woman. Why was she smiling? Couldn't she see the disaster here?

"No curse can avoid you from what you will become. Maybe not every curse is malice like what you think, some spells are made to protect us."

She smiled, grabbing Elizabeth's arm supported her to stand on her feet. She released her arm.

"Is he going to die?"

Elizabeth followed the Inn window where the noises were leaking out.

"Not every pain ends to death, not unless we fight to survive. He is fighting, he kept hoping and his destiny is not to die here. He has the blood of ancient Kings."

Elizabeth frowned, who was this woman?