''Maybe candy to keep his tongue busy! A tape on the mouth! Or just rip his tongue out, I don't have no tape and no candy on me'' my fist above the mouth as I mumble. ''or damage his Broca area in the brain, bonus of it being painless but he will be merely disoriented and forming discoordinated phrases. Which will be stinging to my silence. Hmmm! Maybe cut his recurrent nerve or take out his vocal cordes! Something not as much blood messy''. ''But is blood there! A mind or something!''. I posed thinking ''Naaaah'', I actually know, ''Maybe a bubble!''
They approached me. One of them kicked the rubble, it was the boy I suppose of this immature act, and my leg got hit by a rock. I'm still hypersensitive to stimuli when I don't predict I will get hit, so that simple touch hurt me. It's ironic, years not feeling a thing, then the slightest touch makes you jump startled.
''Maybe just kill him and go back to sleep! Retrieving the armour is a paiiin. I just want to rest again''
Michael shivers next to me. ''Dark thoughts you have there'' He talked with a smug. ''Dark as this double wall'' he looked around the corners before he stared at my face and stopped joking.
I rolled my eyes slowly down to him. They were shinning,under my hair's shadow, by my witchcraft going berserk when the magic balancing it got cancelled by the barrier's effect. My look was overly menacing, his tongue cowered inside stopping him from mustering any added words.
''Or a threatening stare will do''
''I apologize for launching a rock at you'' Alaric apologized beside Michael.
''Really!'' I was astound. He swayed his head in silence.
''Anyway'' I lift Michael off his feet and carried him fastly. He reacted by an embarrassed ''wha-aat!''
The ground slid swiftly under our feet. My hair fluttered and I fell leaving it flying above me. Michael's embarrassment was forgotten amidst an enchained scream as we where sliding down the air. He tried to activate his wind magic to halt the fall or make us float, but he merely waved his hand in vain.
He tried again to conjure the wind, as he kept screaming frightened. ''It's anti-magic. But don't worry, I still have my card, I got you princess'' I teased him. I looked down to his furrowed face and open mouth ''And rela~ax. My ears are bleeding from your screams. Only if you bite your tongue, shut up or die, either outcome will be good'' The strips of light were running on my face as I run on the thought of death.
He lifted his gaze to me. He relaxed his face, the wrinkles got erased and tears escaped upward when he opened his eyes. ''Die this, kill that. You are insensitive''
''Yeah, it takes a major area of my tough background. But we are going to hit in Nine, eight, seven...'' I ignored him and started a countdown.
''And now you are counting how much time is left before we hit the ground and die!?'' he was dumbfounded
''Squeeze your eyes and cover your ears. Now!'' I firmly instructed with a shout. He did what I said in a flinch.
*Bam!* an explosion sound arose, sparkles of blinding light pulsed. It was all in an instant, the impulse of two contradictory forces merged in a neutral non harmful impact to neutralise the second barrier. But it was harmful to my senses, my ears kept ringing.
''What was that?'' Michael was agitated. ''Are we getting attacked!'' his heart rate accelerated.
''Don't worry no one did attack us, it's just safety measures'' I smiled genuinely behind my pained expressions to calm him down. ''Furthermore, it's my castle, an intruder will vanish by the lightest front door creak''
''That was brutal for a safety measure'' he pointed. ''Toward us even!''
''We neutralized a neutral power by creating a neutral power of two contradictory powers collapsing on themselves, logic of the world crumbled for a moment'' My trait of explaining what happens around me took control over my speech.
''A neutral power, neutral power... Neutral... what!?'' His eyebrows shot up in a puzzled expression.
''Since we are talking about a barrier who makes demons and angels evaporate, the way it works will be odd. I'll spare you all the details and say it causes irregular energy flow by two seconds forth and two seconds back, creating a blind spot of neutral energy flow for 4 seconds that demons and angels can't go through. And when they enter it, they can't maintain their form and *Pssh* they evaporate.''
He shakes his head away from my torso and contemplates if he can process what I said. ''I see, I understand... nothing''
I smiled faintly ''Well, you don't have to''
''But why did it interrupt us?''
''It didn't, we passed through''
''So it just explodes out of nowhere!''
My falling speed halted as we passed through the floating crystals effect, we are coming near the ground. ''Ah! Alaric ripped it off'' I lifted my face looking at Alaric who's enjoying his suit flapping, the tie pointing up and the hands on his pockets.
''You two like to show off, don't you!''
''What do you mean?'' I looked down to him sleeping on my arms.
''Doing unnecessary things and startling me, that's what I mean.'' he pinched his brows.
''What do you mean again? He will get harmed if he didn't rip it off, I clearly stated demons will get harmed. It's a necessary measure, my 'Restoration' can't heal him as fast''
''What?'' his mouth gaped ''He is a demon?''
I shake my head ''My bad, he didn't tell you? I thought he did''. '' Oh!'' I tiptoe my foot to land on the corridors floor, ''We arrived'' I put him down to my side.
''Aren't demons bad?'' Michael took a glance to Alaric. ''He seems like a regular human to me? KIND even''
I started warming up. Stacked elbows to my face and extended my posture. ''They are, they just use favoritisme.''
''Oh, like everyone''
'' I thought you will resent him now when you got to know he is a demon, I'm surprised''.
Alaric arrived shortly to my left.
''People aren't the same, even if there is a prejudice about a species I shouldn't generalize''
''That's something I've came to understand but when it was too late'' an expression of regret painted my face.
''But those demons who killed my family'' he grit his teeth in rage ''I swear I'll obliterate them all''
Alaric sprawled on the ground, like a cat who wants to get scratched on the belly ''Aaaaah, I burned out two thirds of my strength meaninglessly and I am tired''. ''Why did I too crawl here under ground!I can't go in and you don't even need me to kill them if they show up''
''I don't want them to show up,the commotion will be uproar and I don't like trouble .So I need you for neutralizing the energy after I conceal it''
''Okeeey No big deeeal! They won't even be a warm up so it will be boring if they showed up. And you could've just met me again outside, but breaking something was refreshing so we are in good terms''. He crossed his arms under his head and inclined his face towards Michael. ''Yes, I'm kind.''. He paused and added ''But I'm bad''. ''You know why I'm kind?''
Michael shook his head slightly for a NO.
''Only strong people can be kind. Powerful people who can do harm but choose to do good''. He chuckled ''Well, I don't do good'' and stared at the ceiling, ''But I help people''.
I moved forward, crouched, put my hands before me on the ground in a sprinting stance.
''Where are you going?'' Michael asked.
'' I'm moving forward''
''Only him can go beyond the last barrier, so our journey stops here'' Alaric tapped the ground indicating to Michael to lay down beside him. ''Let's star gaze''
''Stars! We are inside and it's mo...''
I took a deep breath, my calves tightened, the blood rushed to every muscle of mine. I was surged with power, aaaaaaaand.... No, the impact would be great I should distance my self.
I undid my stance and stood straight wanting to go a little further from them.
''Do you think a trifling impact will blow me off or something! Or did you think I couldn't take care of one brat!'' Alaric was annoyed.
I crouched again ''Right, what was I thinking!. I shouldn't mind''. The ground tore apart on my feet, a huge wave of rock and dust drowned my backwards. I tore the sound's barrier and so I've elapsed without noise to a linear unframed form.
It wasn't a full moment before my face was hit by a splash that startled me awake to die. My eyes swirled in my skull, like they were impacted by pointy bubbles and wanted to evade up inward. The scenery blackened then blanked, the headache was like my skull is drilled by a rusty knife, stabbed through my eyes. One stroke wasn't enough, so it goes in and out repeatedly or multiply hits by different fragments, wrapped in a squishy and wet brain it couldn't deliver the killing blow.
The dizziness faded away and the pain muffled.
I was floating in a thick atmosphere. I was advancing slowly in the air, the impact of my acceleration drove me merely this far. It wasn't enough, my body endurance was not as sturdy to get the out-most of the speed surge and pass through the whole barrier.
A tiredness descended on my body, I was sleepy. My heart begun to laze than to keep pumping efficiently, 'Why am I overworked without a single rest' he have thought.My mind felt at ease, 'I'm free not to think' he tried not to think that. It was chilly, it was warm, it was cold, it was melting, it was something my spirit couldn't decrypt.
I think I've seen some golden fish, the kelp welcoming me tenderly with a hug. The water was golden, to it's beauty I've just thought of piss.The golden colour was tarnished slowly by deep ink blue. Golden, as imperial and majestic as it is, isn't suited for an unknown liquid in an intended borderline illusion.
The water turned to be cerulean,the waves were deserted of any fish. I couldn't see the deep end, I was alone staring up while drowning. It turned to be I felt cosy in familiarity of loneliness. That's a nice ocean.
AAAh, I feel my self seeping out and dissolving into the water. I don't practically hate it, after all I've never wished to remain me. The thought to just sleep and surrender to the embrace all over what was once my body, pleased my self who doesn't like to give up a chance but doesn't care about ceasing if no chance is given to survive.
And so my eyes that were already shut, opened somewhere inside me. As what dwells inside isn't peaceful, what dwells inside is nothing, and to nothing there is none to resist. I've slept, my inside eyes shut too.
''Hooooohe'' ''Cough, cough, cough''. I was revived after I've drowned and fish feasted on me. I rolled on the ground to get up, I've adjusted my clothes. ''Did I get wet bed hair!'' I fixed my hair with my hand.
A plane wall was present in front of me after I passed the barrier. Plane walls are the most sublime decoration of all, that if your thoughts are beautiful to be reflected.
I touched the wall by my hand and a catalogue appeared on its surface. «Something» and «Ultimate quest» were the two options to select from. I pressed «something» and the wall shrunk to the sides.
I stepped into a great displaying space, the first thing you would notice is the huge dragon skeleton hanging off the ceiling.It's glinty black, the wings are stretched wrapping the entire room's sides. It's skull was in fact the entrance, you were obediently eaten by a skeleton. The mouth opened, one tooth of his is bigger than my body, but through space distortion the room doesn't seem that big, yet his body is proportional; small and abnormally huge regarding the points of specific perception.
The world you know have no dragons outside legends, so it must be a talented architect who sculptured such masterpiece.You are dumbfounded, astonished of the details, a fine art. And an artist of course wants to convey a message through irregularity, and I'm not disdainful.
The last thing I'll be proud of is killing him, altering the world's balance. Yet I'm a practical person. Wait, no I'm not, it's just convenient to stare at captivating beauty. Sorrowful beauty or majestic beauty, beauty that makes you wonder and interpret cause you can't believe your reality and escape it through the interpretation of art. People are weak, we should be the ones to create the irregular to not be shaken by it.We created alternatives of false believes and overlooking, fading them into «first men delusions» as people call them. Or fantasy settings contrary to what was labelled into religions.But yeah, I put it as a dome cause the non-ordinary frets in his presence, a king guarding a territory by his own corpse.
After your shock and you contemplating how a dragon wants to fly carrying a chamber, you wonder what is that treasure that a dragon wants to steal in his demise and so your gaze gets swayed to the room and its numerous items that too looks out of this world. But it's merely the world has changed and nothing could withstand the decay except me and some embodied 'memories' I hold dear.They are not worth appraised to me, maybe useless or some emotional attachement holder to this life by retrospect. They are diverse and poly-morph that the only name that came to mind is « pile of things I can't throw away and so dangerous to keep out», and thus they are «Something».
And there it was, a piece of junk. Crafted from kreteel and silverstone, it shone bright. It keeps shinning, longing for her worth to be praised, but it's only for admiration. What sways from it's original purpose is a only a piece of junk utilized for a façade other than itself. It cannot be perceived, as it is, in the eyes of the beholder. It's a screen to access something else.
I put my hand on the glass embed by the restricting domain ''You will finally get worn'', and tore through it ''and it's not me this time either''.
The sub-atmosphere was thick by the holy energy condescended. I caressed the breast palet after distorting the repelling force it was emitting. ''Still refusing my caresses I see, don't be shy noww''.
Embedding my' force reverse' into the surface I instructed the holy energy to seep in and the buff to seep out. Steam came out my mouth while I redirected the excess amount of energy through my body. That way the emitted signal gets concealed from any prying retrievers, and the outer-shell gets strengthened by buff to not break from the excess pression. However, it's a matter of time before the compress reach max resulting in an explosion, like what happened to my arteries just now.That's why I need Alaric to neutralize the excess.
I've waited for my arteries to heal, then I retrieved the armour. I quit the place after admiring shortly a thin sword from the items. ''I hate this place''.