madnovel Chapter 53: Escape
Chapter 53: Escape
"ARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!"
The Barbed Spears bore through the bodies of the victims with ferocity, pushing their pain endurance to the limit until they broke and let out a gut-wrenching howl of pain due to the Torture they were undergoing before their lives were finally reaped, and their souls were pulled for the Wriath who cast the spell that brought about their demise.
Everyone who witnessed the death -the horror on the faces of those killed- eyed the corpses and Evian with a look of dread regardless of what side they were on.
Ember and Carleine had heard Gillert's narration of Evian's new outlook on death but it was their first time seeing it in action. It was a surprising sight- But Awe-inspiring nonetheless.
Evian faced the confused Guards as he raised a hand and conjured yet another Barber spear- Teeming with a deathly cold aura.
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[•Whiro's Barbed Spear (Attack): 1000 Soul Points.
Conjure a forceful torturous Spear of Eldritch energy.
-Can be conjured up to five times before a Cool-down is triggered.
-Cool-down time: Twenty Seconds]
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With a smile, Evian brought the Spell's information to the forefront of his mind and then he tossed the conjured Spear at the enemies before him.
Every one of the Guards rightfully lost confidence in the protection their coats of Spiritual Energy should have granted. They moved out of the way and the Spear whizzed past them only to hit a Guard much closer to the part of the courtyard where Gillert was in combat with Captain Donan.
As yet another Soul was reaped for him and his Soul Points ticked up another 100 Soul Points to reach the 1000 Soul Points mark again, Evian's grin got wider with satisfaction as he turned around to face the duo of Ember and Carleine.
"Hi."
Faced with his handsome smile following such an impressive and unique display, the two ladies flushed and gulped, eyeing his Larnak Military uniform before their tongues finally loosened.
"Evian-" Carliene started but stopped abruptly not exactly sure what to say.
Honestly, she had not expected him.
Two days of reintegration with the Crew did not suddenly make Evian a support system she had counted on. His plans never seemed to be about what the Crew was after, his battle against Lord Larnak seemed more like a personal vendetta instead of being for the purpose and security of the denizens of the Larnak Territory.
Also, the fact that the secret of the Crew had been revealed, and with how flaky Evian was with his goings and comings, Carleine found it quite difficult to not consider him a suspect for why the Siege occurred in the first place.
Ember, however, was different.
"What took you so long?" she questioned urgently.
Although the Redhead had not expected Evian, now that he was here, it just felt right and she genuinely wondered why they had had to suffer so much, before he showed his insufferably handsome face.
*Thud*
Before Evian could say anything in response, Gryon's knees hit the ground and he fell sideways. It looked like he was finally nearing the limit of how long his stubbornness could keep him breathing.
"Go to him," Evian said and he gave Carleine a healing potion out of the stash in his Spatial ring. The stash that used to belong to Koln the Arcanist.
Carleine received the potion and knowing how best to administer it, she rushed over to Gryon's weakening body.
Ember's eyes went to Daria's combat with Amira and then to the Guards who were cautious but no less intent on striking Evian down.
"What's the plan?" she asked.
"I'm getting you out," Evian said simply.
"How?" Ember asked.
Seeing as Gillert had definitely reached his limit, Evian ignored paused his killing, and phased through the Larnak Guards before charging a preemptive strike towards Donan with the last Whiron Spear he was still allowed.
There was such intense Soul-reaping force emanating from the attack that Donan instinctively took it seriously. Striking out his Spear to knock the strange spell off its trajectory.
The spell hit the ground and dissipated into a heavy mist of Eldritch chill, however, the seconds Donan spent reacting, Evian spent sliding the rest of the way before he closed a fist around a chunk of Gillert's clothes.
He used his Phasing spell, and began to spread it over Gillert's body, right at the moment Donan's attention descended upon him.
*Bam!*
The Spear-wielding Captain let loose a kick.
Being at the Fourth Order and immune to Evian's intangibility, Donan's kick connected and was so forceful, that it sent Evian flying many feet away.
"Ack!"
Groaning at the pain and assured that several of his ribs had been cracked, Evian kept his concentration on his Wraithic phasing spell. He focused specifically on sharing it with Gillert who he had dragged along with him.
Donan followed up, raised his Spear, and brought it down to skewer Evian as he had failed to do nights before only to be disappointed when Evian sunk out of sight along with Gillert's unconscious body.
"Fuck!"
Angrily, Donan scanned the courtyard, sure Evian would soon surface.
He was right.
Evian returned to the surface just feet away from where Ember, Carleine, and Gryon were. He heaved Gillert over his shoulder and ran toward them.
Donan bounded over and Evian rejoiced as the Whiron Barbed Spear's Cool-down ended and he unleashed all Five he was allowed.
One, Donan could handle with ease
Two was a piece of cake.
Three was forceful but doable without a reduction in pace.
Five however pushed him and halted him for three precious seconds.
"Daria!" Evian called, determined to leave no one behind.
The Witch was ready.
She let out her trump card; A barrage of Magical Spinning blades conjured with her Spiritual energy.
With a groan of annoyance, Amira weaved, bobbed, and struck as many of the blades as she could, giving Daria the precious seconds she needed to regroup with Evian.
Evian grabbed Ember's hand, he grabbed Carleine's shoulder who had an injured Gryon in her arms and the moment he felt Daria wrap an arm around his waist, he cast his Wraithic Phasing spell.
Finally free of the spells that halted him, Donan's eyes widened at what appeared to be certain failure yet again.
"NO!"
He yelled and tossed his Spear.
*Whoosh*
It pierced through the air at an incredible speed but Alas, it struck nothing.
The Crew and their Arcanist support were gone.
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