Chapter Twenty Seven
I thought I have driven the weakness out of you, I thought I made you strong..."
Rovenna backing her sister pauses, finally given Freya a glance who also was backing her as she manipulates the magic in the air into ice.
"But you are as pathetic as you ever were" Rovenna continues, seeing her sister still not replying, she adds " have you lost your mind?" And this time Freya replies "how did you make me strong? How did you draw the weakness out?" Finally facing her big sister, staring straight into her eyes, she asks again
"What did you do?"
Rovenna ignores, moving further away from her sister, Freya no longer giving in to her pretence "WHAT DID YOU DO?"
"I don't have to tell you anything"
"Ohh....but you do. You said it yourself. You're something between this world and the mirror, I summoned you out...." Freya speaks as she moves towards where her sister was she continues
"....now you are bound TO ME!!"
Her palms touching the cheeks of her sister.
"....tell me the truth, mirror mirror on the wall..."
She connects to the memories of Rovenna and soon enough, gains the truth she has always been seeking to find.
Consumed in agony, she chokes on her words
"I loved her, I loved you!"
Rovenna unperturbed about her sorrow, replies with a sharp tentacle
"That's why I'm stronger than YOU"
Piercing her on the shoulder and about to finish her off but her blow was intercepted by a flying glowing axe
Crash!!!
She looks from where it came from. Seething with raw anger
"You!...why didn't you stay in a coffin like the others do!"
Henrik, landing with ease, calls back his axe once more and with a smirk " where's the fun in that now, witch"
"DIE"
Both attacking at once, with Rovenna unleashing her tentacles and Henrik dodging and destroying every pointed attack while he tries to go close to her. But the swiftness of each attack was difficult to avoid. Soon he realizes her level of power
'warlock!'
Their struggle to gain the upper hand against each other continues and unlucky for Rovenna, Erik and Sara had arrived, pressure increasing.
But she isn't a warlock for nothing, even if it was gotten with the aid of an artefact, a warlock could decimate groups of trained soldiers let alone a couple of mortals and one supernatural, she was still able to show her combat prowess, from the offence against the trio and even lethally injuring Sara, the weakest of the trio, to the defence against the heavy blows and speed from Henrik, her instincts as a warlock where nothing to scoff about.
While the remaining contenders where fiercely engaged , with Erik already reaching his limits but only pulling through because of his honed skills and physique, Freya suddenly appears from behind Rovenna, caught unawares, her tentacles are withdrawn from her.
Ice begins to appear slowly on her caused by Freya, who can be seen hugging and caressing her sister, but can a warlock with a stronger physique and magic be defeated so easily?
"Hey, ice queen! Get away from her!"
Sense the building magic in her, Henrik tried to warn her, but it was too late.
Summoning a thicker tentacle from her body, she pierces her sister Freya, her grip to loosen over Rovenna's body.
"Sighh...you can die and yet you take foolish risk.." Henrik remarks as he rushes towards Rovenna, who has coated her hands with thicker and stronger tentacles as she awaits his attack
~clang~clang
Another round of blows, with heavy wounds appearing and disappearing on Henrik's body, he gets low enough to dodge a swing from Rovenna, swirling his axe and changing the grip backhand, he stands up with a heavy slash from across the torso to the neck of Rovenna but even with the glow on the axe, it only leaves a golden mark on her body. Quickly gaining her footing from the attack, she turns in circle to give a swift backhand slap which Henrik was able to block with his arm raised
~boom!
He slides two metres away from her, feeling the numbness from blockkng the attack. His eyes already transformed with bulging veins, activating his vampire blood, he superspeeds behind her with his fist held high to deliver a sonic blow, although Rovenna was quick to react, still it was too late
~boom!
The fist hits the mark, and she steps back nearly two metres. Seeing her body is still slightly strong, Henrik clicks his tongues, knowing his phantom form only gives little boost to his strength when combined with his vampire blood.
He had realized this after a series of test with his brother Finn. He found out that his phantom gives an increase of thirty percent of his regular vampiric strength when combined with it, but in terms of endurance and fire control, they are increased by a hundred. In his phantom ability, he could influence the properties of any object he hold to fit his need, giving it a property boost as well as flames just like how he has done with his axe, although they are stronger if he takes on his phantom form.
"You can never hurt me, no matter how much you try, original. I am indestructible!"
Rovenna states basking in her own glory, but was short lived from the reply she got from Henrik.
"Hee...sorry love, I was never aiming to hurt you, just distract you enough." With a smirk and a wink, after returning back to his human form. Rovenna confused, looks around only for her eyes to widen as she sees Erik with his axe raised towards the mirror and not able to do anything, she screams with out loud
"NOOOO!!!!!...ARRHHGGHHH!!!!!"
BOOM!!!!
Just as the mirror was destroyed, she breaks into pieces, ending her existence in the world.
"That...was heart breaking..hehe..get it" Henrik remarks in sacarsm while looking at Erik who wasn't finding it funny as he was too tired, trying to gain his breathe.
"Come on, it was funny, didn't you see, she broke like a glass...." No longer mind him, Erik rushes to Sara's side, still wondering how an old man could act like a kid.
~cough~cough
Henrik turns towards the sound and finds Freya still struggling to live, although she has lost a lot of blood. Her breathing slower, her strength declining.
Henrik feeling pained and pity about how it must be like to have the one you love betray you.
'will our family be like this?'
Slowly he works towards her, kneeling besides her he speaks
"I'm sorry it had to be like this. Although you went through a wrong and difficult path, I see your reasons for why you did what you did, and I could sense the love you truly had for your children. Though it might not be how you want it, I can assure you it would be close. So I offer you a second chance, a new family, Lady Freya. Would you accept it"
Turning her head in difficulty, Freya slowly finds herself looking towards the young man, who was a little bit younger than her in age by a decade or so, yet retaining his handsome youth, she couldn't understand it but looking into his serene and beautiful eyes, eyes which before looked deadly and evil, yet now no trace of such flaw in them, she had come to make her decision.
"I..."