-What are you doing?! Klaus cheered. — You can’t compete with me!
Compete. It may not have been before. But now I didn’t really care. Hundreds of demons roared around, impatient and bloodthirsty. They looked forward to a quick life and were unhappy with the hitch. But that didn’t bother me much.
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I handled Klaus without difficulty, but it threatened to drag on for a long time. Boring. I can’t kill him, the seal will hold back any deadly spell. But there may be something that does not directly pose a danger. Some kind of trick, like a footboard. Something to throw him off balance. In addition, as soon as he gets bored, he will also apply some kind of trick. And he is not restrained by any seal.
He attacked before I could think of anything smart. The shield survived, but his hands ached unpleasantly. I put a block and thought seriously. You can’t be so self-confident, witch. They pinch their nose. Focused on the feeling, the seal is not that strong! Klaus was getting really nervous. I saw how the look became more and more angry, on the forehead, at the temple, a vein throbbed, the lips tightened into a thin strip. He clearly felt my superiority, and he did not like it. I clenched my hand into a fist, tensing my muscles, as if the seal was not magical, but real. A little more, and it will burst. Then it will all be over. Klaus had a hard time. He stopped attacking, focusing on not giving in to me, not letting me slam that door shut forever. And don’t let the seal break.
Our confrontation would last forever, but something has subtly changed. It didn’t take long for me to realize that something had gone wrong. It became quiet around. Demons, they retreated. It can’t be. Klaus was suddenly very close. Boldly, like a boy, he smiled, flicked his nose, and disappeared, before that, throwing a single phrase.
-You lost.
The surroundings became completely quiet. But how? Why?! It can’t be that he retreated!! I slammed the door, put an indestructible seal on it, and returned home. To the world of the living.
It is clear that he will not back down. It means that another door has opened somewhere.
I spent just a moment in the world of light. It was easy. I immediately felt where it is being performed, a voluntary sacrifice. Such a strong impulse, a release of energy. Now I felt everything much brighter. And somehow I immediately guessed who the victim was. Nice girl with big eyes. Yes, witch. Half. Half werewolf. It’s still better than anyone. This is enough to open the door a little wider. Klaus can handle it on his own.
I turned out to be wrong. Not the girl herself. Father. Werewolf. Lots and lots of blood, weeping women, all in the best traditions of the genre. Another moment and it will all be over. But I’m here. Now it’s easy for me. Stretch a second for a long time. Make time freeze by immuring all living things in it.
-Roxanne!!
Oh yes. Just not the god of time. I can’t. Or don’t want to?
Chronos was nearby, obviously not in the best mood.
-Help him. It’s too much.
-How are you?! What are you doing???? — He was still asking, but already bowed to the wolf.
Everything will be fine, just don’t let him die!
I slipped over the edge, using the ritual blade again. Not necessarily deep. It is enough to touch the heart with the very tip. That’s the price. For now.
You have to give him credit. Klaus didn’t even break the rhythm. Angry, yes. And even a little confused.
«Get out, witch!!» he growled, sending the spell’s energy into the future portal with a strong pass. -Too late.
No. Everything repeated from the beginning. The same rope, not for life but for death. Gotta get rid of the print! There will always be someone who has someone to die for! You never know what else Klaus managed to do. I’m already really angry. She waved her hand particularly violently, breaking the seal. And she gave in. We even froze for a moment. He dropped his hands.
-Well? -Raised an eyebrow. -Can you kill me?
I can. Now yes.
My fingers started to tingle as usual. Magic was born in the palms, took the form of a sphere, strengthened by a combat spell. Blue and yellow. Fire and Water. My elements. But air and earth are mixed with them now. Blue and brown. Now I can do everything. She violently launched the ball at Klaus. I won’t miss. Not now. All. Tired. It’s over. As soon as the sphere fell from my palm, I felt a strange relief. And then a small drop of blood dripped onto the same palm. I automatically brought it up to my face and only then realized the enormity of the situation. It is unlikely that I will have time to carry my legs. Excellent witch, well done. This is exactly what a legion of hungry demons needs.
Continuation
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