Erebos stood tall, a nacing figure, as Elithira lay motionless behind him. King Griswald stood beside him, his presence adding to the gravity of the mont. Erebos's eyes narrowed as he regarded the boy before him. "And who exactly are you?" he questioned, his voice dripping with disdain. Your journey continues on empire
The boy, gripping the soul he had taken from the Dragoon, looked at it curiously. "I wonder why he wants it," he mused aloud. Then, eting Erebos's gaze, he straightened up. "But ? My na is Jalen."
With a confident pat on his chest, the mark of the number 8 appeared on his clothing, glowing with a faint light. "I was sent here to assist soone nad Todd and Nana, but I see things have escalated a bit since my King ordered to assist here."
Erebos smirked, bringing a finger up to his lips thoughtfully. "He should have brought a higher rank to deal with , but how did you break my barrier?"
Jalen smirked back, sweat dripping from his brow. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
Jalen's eyes flickered with determination as he continued, "It's no mistake by that orange hair you are Lord Erebos of the Vampires. I imagine my King will be happy to know that I took down his biggest headache."
Erebos flicked his finger sideways dismissively, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Oh, trust , he will have bigger problems coming soon."
As he spoke, the sound of a spinning coin hurtled through the air toward Jalen, the tallic whirring growing louder. Jalen's eyes widened montarily as he braced himself, the coin slicing through the air with deadly precision.
With a swift motion, Jalen deflected the coin with the Dragoon's blade, the force sending a shockwave through the ground. He stood his ground, his expression resolute.
Erebos spoke again and stated "I have finished what I have planned for here. But 'looking at his wrist' I do have so ti to spare so I could net myself an extra pawn."
Jalen thought internally, Just how strong is he? Will I need my own blade for this? And where is everyone anyways… first I need to secure my king's daughter.
Erebos flicked his thumb, snapping it toward Jalen as he began running along the ground. Jalen's instincts scread at him to move. He flared his heel forward, dodging the whistling coin that hurtled past him, slicing through the air with deadly precision.
The coin ricocheted off a nearby rock, coming back at him with increased speed. Jalen twisted his body, narrowly avoiding it. The coin continued its unpredictable trajectory, forcing Jalen to stay on the move, each dodge a calculated maneuver.
Erebos watched with a mixture of amusent and frustration as Jalen evaded the coins. The distance between them closed rapidly, Erebos's eyes gleaming with anticipation. He lunged forward, attempting to throw a powerful punch. Jalen saw it coming and rolled over his shoulder, using the montum to propel himself toward the downed Elithira.
Just as Jalen neared Elithira, King Griswald stepped into his path, crystals lining his arms and wielding a small judge's hamr that pulsed with an ominous energy. The crystals glinted nacingly, their sharp edges promising a painful encounter.
"Don't let him hit you with that!" Elithira called out weakly, struggling to get back up. Her voice was strained, but the urgency in her tone was clear.
Jalen's mind raced. He had to outmaneuver King Griswald while ensuring Elithira's safety. He feinted to the left, drawing Griswald's attention, then swiftly pivoted to the right, narrowly avoiding a swipe from the crystal-lined arm. The judge's hamr ca down with a thunderous crash, splintering the ground where Jalen had stood monts before.
Jalen, from the corner of his eye, saw a body fall from a high area, a wound visible in the back. His glasses shimred as numbers and calculations ran through his mind. Just then, Erebos ca in with a swift swipe aid at him.
With a fluid motion, Jalen ducked low, narrowly avoiding Erebos's claws. He executed a graceful backflip, his feet barely skimming the ground as he twisted in mid-air to evade a second strike. As he landed, he rolled to the side, using his montum to spring back up, positioning himself between Erebos and Elithira.
"I see, that makes sense," Jalen stated, his voice calm yet calculating. "Elithira killed the person originally wielding her hamr by curse, and the King stole his ability with those life crystals around him."
Jalen hurled the Dragoon's blade at King Griswald with remarkable precision. As he did, a thought crossed his mind, I should try not to kill my King's subjects, but if they are working with a vampire, maybe I can have a free pass?
The blade hurtled through the air, forcing King Griswald to react quickly. Jalen used the distraction to his advantage. "Well, regardless, ti to step things up a notch."
Both Erebos and King Griswald launched simultaneous attacks at Jalen. Erebos's claws slashed through the air while King Griswald's hamr ca down with deadly force. But just as their attacks were about to connect, Jalen seed to vanish into thin air.
In the blink of an eye, Jalen reappeared at the far corner of the battlefield, carrying Elithira in his arms. He gently laid her down and carefully removed the blade impaled in her back. As he did so, he could feel the tension easing from her body.
King Griswald's eyes widened in disbelief. "Did he just get taller... and hairier?" he muttered, noticing the subtle yet distinct changes in Jalen's appearance. His figure seed more imposing, and a faint aura of power radiated from him.
Jalen, with his back to both Erebos and King Griswald, stated, "That's enough. Sorry, I can't deal with this in my normal self, so you will owe so new clothes... well, not really since you'll be dead, but you get my point."
Erebos shook his head, a smirk playing on his lips. "I actually have no idea what you're talking about. I never bothered to learn about the Demon King's fodder creatures."
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