Mystic's Pov
I turn over a shoulder to stare at my sister, with a faint smile on my lips.
"Sorry I'm late."
Myst seemed to be frozen, like as though she hadn't expected me to show up even though deep down she had hoped I would.
The sound of a sword tearing flesh echoes through the now silent gathering. I turn over to see Holden helping Kylan up. He turns to me as though on queue and gives me a reassuring smile, which causes me to smile too. Unconsciously though.
"Enough!!" Trigon yells, his voice bellowing through the seas. "I am Trigon and you dare ignore me?" He asks, anger filling his words.
I lift my sword, the tip pointing directly at his heart. "And I am the queen of the bluebloods and the seven seas; you should respect me." I retort, voice calm, a bit too calm for the situation.
His face goes red, and I nearly burst out laughing but restrain myself. I mean, this is a serious scenario isn't it?
Then I hear a familiar laughter from behind, I could tell without turning around that it was Holden. "What are you? A tomato?" He scoffs, causing a small involuntary smile to appear on my lips. Myst coughs, obviously to hide her smile while Kylan just grins. A grin of relief.
Trigon begins to shake with fury, his eyes twitching like they were about to combust. "You asked for it." He says, words filled with venom.
He lifts his trident ready to strike, and I get in front of Myst, my stance defensive. Holden's eyes narrow too, sword in a defensive position. He was shielding Kylan as well.
Trigon grins, as he charges the energy blast faster. Eager to crush us all.
As he finally releases the energy ball at us, I narrow my eyes at it, grip tightening on my sword as I prepare to slice through it with everything I've got.
I was still weak though, but it was worth the shot. Just as I lift my sword up to strike, a blinding light surrounds the four of us. "Not today Trigon." An oddly familiar voice says, confusion sets in. Even Trigon fails to hide the surprise in his eyes, before we can register what was happening... we all vanish.
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It was all so fast, like a flash of light. One moment I was facing Trigon as he tried to crush us with an energy blast, and the next we're standing on cold hard ground.
I blink, accessing the environment. What kind of magic was that? I hadn't even felt my body move, it was just a tingling sensation.
It was obvious the owner of such powers must be extremely powerful. But the question now was: Are they friends or foe?
I slowly lower my sword, from the corner of my eye I can see Holden do the same.
"Where are we?" Myst asks, voice hoarse as she stumbles on her own feet. Thankfully, Kylan catches her in time. I continue to scan the area and so does Holden, "I can't tell, it seems like an unfamiliar territory." I state, taking a step forward but stop abruptly.
Unfamiliar... that voice which had spoken before we could get hit by Trigon's energy ball. Who was he?
Suddenly I sense a presence. No, not one... but.. "Someone's coming." Kylan says softly, as he holds unto Myst who was slowly losing consciousness. "Not one, but they seem to be a group." Holden states. I nod to this in affirmation.
"Welcome to my hideout." The familiar voice calls out again, causing us to turn in the direction of its source. The moment we do, we spot a masculine figure, whose face is masked. He looked oddly familiar, and his voice was too.
Around him, there are a total of six people dressed in similar attires. Three on his left, three on his right, their faces covered.
"I believe you brought us here?" I ask, still guarded. He nods, "It was the only choice though, we got the message from Lone Caves a bit late though." He says, scanning our injuries.
"Friend or foe?" Holden says, walking to my side, sword still unscathed. A small chuckle erupts from the stranger. "Friend. If that's enough, would you like to come in so we can tend to your wounds?" He asks, I narrow my eyes at him still having doubts. But then I feel a hand on my shoulder, turning my head to see who it is but end up locking eyes with Holden. Who gives me a reassuring nod, I sigh softly before facing him again.
"What about Jax?" I ask, "he'll be here soon, we have a lot to talk about." He says softly, turning his back to us. His minions I would like to say following suit. "I think it's fine." Kylan says, staring at Myst, whose condition had worsened.
I stared at her for a while, before finally giving in. "Fine," I finally agree, walking in after them. Holden following suit, as well as Kylan who was currently carrying Myst.
They better explain things before things get worse.