“Ah…Delight.”

Having pierced the heart of the old draig, the new seraphin drinks her blood in front of everyone. It is as if time has stopped. Nobody can say anything or move. Even the sound of breathing cannot be heard.

“Have you stopped the time?”

Lekas notices that something is definitively wrong. There is no way she could have killed the old draig without anybody trying to move or scream. She herself who have at least tried to move and defend herself, after all.

“Ohh, you can still move and speak. Impressive. Are you perhaps… No, your soul doesn’t seem to have any powerful blessing from those old farts. In fact,” Seraphin smells him a bit then a huge smile appears on her face, revealing dark-covered teeth from the blood of the matriarch draig, “you have been cursed by Miol and Cald’h. Wow, I have rarely seen a human being cursed by both gods even though each has to manage his own world. Are you a special case?”

Seraphin approaches Lekas. Lekas’s heart starts beating at full strength from panic. An enemy able to freeze time could only be a god. But then, how could he save Seraphin?

‘I have to try, no matter what.’

He activates his drake’s eyes and all of his magic power. Seeing strings of darkness all over Seraphin’s that were gathered around her heart. He immediately understands that it is the origin of the current person’s magic. Lekas grabs the core of curses he is seeing with his left hand.

“Ahn…What are doing, hm-”

The Seraphin who is not Seraphin’s realizes what Lekas is trying to do and starts laughing.

“AHAHAH! Human, you really think you can separate me from my host? AHAHAH! Futile! It is futile and stupid, as always with you inferior species. You don’t know when to give up!!!”

She punches Lekas and blood flows from his head, but he doesn’t remove his hand.

“You know, one day, somebody asked me what the hardest thing to do for somebody who couldn’t do anything was.”

“I told you, it is impossible, human!!” Seraphin grabs Lekas’s arm and cuts it with a hand chop. His hand and half of his forearm goes flying in the air. As blood pours out, Lekas then holds her head.

“And I never answered her because of you. SO NOW, YOU WILL LEAVE US BE AND SCRAM!!!”

A shockwave of magic is then created. It is so powerful that even though the time is stopped, everything gets blown away: the draigs standing around, the huts… everything. Seraphin’s body starts to deform, distort, and rearranged.

“Wha…what have you done, human?!!”

She tries to advance but her legs don’t move. Then, a thick fog forms, and another whirlwind, this time even more powerful appears. Lekas doesn’t let the same time happen again. This time, he jumps inside the whirlwind, getting slashed and wounded. His face, his stomach, his chest…Blades of wind cuts him open as he gets to the center of the whirlwind. When he reaches Seraphin inside, there is another figure sticking out of her, by her shoulders.

‘So, it worked the first time but just needed a little push then.’

Lekas tries to grab the unknown figure but can’t. It is something that is only made of pure magic, of dark magic. He then tries to focus magic on his hand but no magic appears. The thick fog and the whirlwind are preventing him from using any. As the figure slowly starts to return into Seraphin’s body and his wounds just keep getting heavier, Lekas grits his teeth, he cannot, he will not accept to lose to fate again, not this time.

“You will come out of there, YOU HEAR ME?!!”

He tries again and this time, even though he himself doesn’t know what he is doing, his remaining hand starts shining with a blue golden aura as he manage to grab the figure. Then with all his strength, he pulls it out of Seraphin’s body and slams it to the ground. The whirlwind stops immediately after.