ArawnDragon

  Book 3. Chapter 30.

  “Broken.” Part 1

  Kalysto could not believe what she was seeing.

  She carelessly dropped the magic book on the floor and yet, he opened it on the same page where he announced to the world the name of his new mistress.

  Her hands trembled as she tried to touch the cold corpse in front of her, wishing fervently to feel Alice's soft pulse in a desperate attempt to deny the stark reality.

  But there was none.

  “No...no…” she murmured in shock with a trembling voice and her face as pale as the walls of a hospital. The former saintess' eyes filled with warm tears that began to fall freely down her cheeks at the unexpected loss. “Jhil!” she whispered several times, still knowing it was in vain, but trying anyway as her hands continued to tremble and she pressed her lips tightly together to keep from bursting into tears.

  Mana detection. She thought as a st attempt to find traces of life in the body of one of her best friends.

  But what the skill showed her were not signs of life, but the rge collection of half-healed internal wounds, along with traces of the little mana that still remained in the immense amount of blood she had shed after her st breath, mana that was about to finish evaporating.

  But it was not the only trace of blood Kalysto noticed in the room.

  Around the altar there were many more.

  “What the hell have you done this time, Persephone?” Her voice broke at st as she followed the blood trail with her eyes until her heart stopped when she saw the bodies of Katia, Natasha and her mother, even Alice's grandparents, scattered around the room, thrown away as if they were just worthless old dolls.

  Completely discarded.

  Her vision blurred with tears, blurring her sight at the same instant she noticed the long, straight, shiny bck hair lying on the floor, and on its owner's body, a bck leather jacket.

  One that she herself had enchanted and that she was quick to recognize.

  “Sakura! No!” she screamed as she ran to the body of her other best friend and knelt down in front of her, turning her cold corpse face up so she could see her face.

  But her bluish lips and vacant gaze was all she found.

  And her heart clenched, then finished breaking.

  Her mind went bnk for a few seconds as grief overwhelmed her as she tightly embraced the cold lifeless body, crying inconsobly.

  Completely devastated at the loss.

  “Pers, love, I'm not sure if this is going to do you any good, but I found...” Gideon began to say as he entered the room, after opening a side door she had overlooked, just before a tentacle of darkness sprouted from Kalysto's back and severed the unwanted guest's head in a move so fast that he didn't even have a chance to defend himself.

  “What the hell? Brother!” Gabriel shouted at the same instant he started to run to the aid of his te twin, but it was too te.

  Just as Kalysto, whose hate-filled gaze was fixed on the other blond on the verge of killing him, her vision began to darken. And the metallic taste of blood washed over her tongue.

  But before her whole world was tinged with shadows she caught a glimpse of her left hand, which was covered in blood and whose wound she didn't remember making, pressed against her mouth.

  What...? She thought, as the familiar weakness of when she was about to lose control of her body seized her.

  At the same time, the name of the owner of the book of shadows, began to change again.

  <> Persephone whispered, and Kalysto could almost swear that she spoke in her ear as lovingly as a child would speak to her favorite doll.

  <> she teased.

  <>

  Then, as soon as Kalysto reappeared inside her mental world, Persephone pierced her stomach from behind with a huge bck crystal.

  <> She greeted her with a sadistic smile on her face.

  Immediately, Kalysto returned the favor. And at least twelve dark crystal stakes sprouted from her back, piercing Persephone's front.

  <> She accused her. But Kalysto wasn't finished.

  “Ezhil Purification! Dispel Ezhil!” The golden light of her skills spread several meters around, forcing Persephone to lose her form and escape away from the attack.

  But this time, when the shadows came together again, the darkness was not only that of a female silhouette, but now it was clearly seen as a woman.

  Long, glossy bck hair fell down her back. Her pale skin contrasted against her cold bck eyes, fixed on her. A long bck dress covered her delicate body.

  And as Kalysto healed from the wound she had just received, Persephone began to regenerate.

  “I didn't know you could heal yourself,” Kalysto remarked with apparent calmness, observing her with absolute casualness just before she unched herself at great speed against her, materializing two long bck daggers in less than half a second and with the tip of one of them she was half a centimeter away from cutting her neck with a single ssh.

  But Persephone vanished again in a swirl of shadows, moving away from her again.

  Then Kalysto followed her, using exactly the same technique. Forcing her to fade again and again without giving her time to unch a counterattack. Every time her figure re-emerged from a swirl of shadows, Kalysto was already there, her daggers ready to split her in two.

  <>

  “And for that it was necessary to kill all my friends?” She growled, her daggers meeting Persephone's newly created spear again as they argued.

  <> She defended herself, just so that a second ter a sadistic smile was pstered on her face as she dodged another attack again, only to lose her form, escape and then regain her form a few feet away.

  <> She assured her as she dodged another attack and prepared to unch a counterattack.

  <> She commented, carefully observing every little detail of Kalysto's face muscles, looking for a reaction.

  Trying to weaken her.

  But she didn't succeed.

  <> She continued as a resounding ugh echoed in the empty mental space.

  Before Persephone could stop her Kalysto's hand had already grabbed her face.

  “Ezhil Purification! Dispel Ezhil!” She hissed against her face, sadistically enjoying watching as half of it disintegrated before she could escape into another swirl of shadows and get over a hundred yards away from her.

  <> She snarled, angered at the audacity of her younger sister's copy as she struggled to try to reconstruct her appearance, though half of her head looks like a pile of melted shadows.

  This time it was Kalysto's turn to quickly disappear in a swirl of shadows to reappear right behind Persephone and whisper in her ear.

  “You know what, Persephone? We fairies always pay our debts.”

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