"Allias I really think you should just stay here and wait. You're not used to this whole new…thing." Theseus whispered and stared at Allias' nonexistent arm. At the moment they were hiding inside a few bushes close to the backrooms that Allias had been previously locked in. They were waiting for the right time to just storm in but unfortunately the place was patrolled pretty often and teams of ten people circled the building. They could defeat them, it would be just like a slight work out but sadly that would notify even more people and that made Theseus worry. He still didn't know if Allias was able to fight properly like this.
"Oh please, relax." Allias told him as he rolled his eyes. "Should I just blow this place up from here so we can be over? I bet that won't worry you." He said with a cheeky smile.
"No, but I will get worried about what the council will do to you once they here you used your powers to this extend. You know is forbidden." Theseus warned him, eyeing him carefully. Many years ago, Allias the same as his father and mother he had been restricted by law to use his full powers. Only in cases of extreme emergency he would be allowed to and that only if his own life was in danger. If the golden king had survived, the incident with the poisonous flowers during the war would mean a huge penalty. He had killed hundreds of people like that, breaking the laws of war. Theseus was scared that one day Allias would forget about that really old rule, causing the supernatural world to turn against him.
"Yes, I will have to deal with that at some point." He said shaking his head. No matter what he tried to do or even wanted there would always this threat that was called the council to stop him. He was fully aware that his every move was being monitored with the demon queen herself waiting for the perfect moment to destroy him, break his crown and even better for her, kill him. "So…" he told Theseus the moment he noticed the next patrol passing right in front of them. "…I am going in" he announced with a winked and jumped outside the bushes.
He grabbed the man who was closest to him surprising him and throwing him to the man next to him. He lifted him up as if he was a feather, throwing him to his left and making two more men land on the ground, it was as if he was playing a game of human bowling.
"Allias!" Theseus called him as he followed, his shadows flying from his sides and attacking two more men. "Don't be so reckless!" he scolded him, making Allias chuckle. Theseus would always overreact when it came to him. "Watch out!" he alerted him, th eking seeing a man rushing towards him with his sharp claws in sight. He jumped wanting to bring him down but Allias managed to duck just in time.
The two lovers found themselves standing back to back, their sweaty bodies touching, one covering the other. Some of the wolves were most skilled in fighting than others. They could exchange a few punches and considering their numbers soon Theseus and Allias were sweating and panting. The white haired general had a smirk on his face. He enjoyed the rush of the battle, feeling Allias close to him, fighting side to side as he spread havoc. He had one man and a girl in front of him. With a quick charge he rushed forward, his shadows on his sides, reminding the legs on a huge spider. He ran exactly into the middle, the long black whips enveloping them as they growled and fought just so Theseus could raise them and plunge them to the ground. The man was out immediately while the woman stood up having more fight in her.
"So you want more" he told her the woman spitting on the ground.
"Bring it on elf bastard." She said and their one on one battle began. Each one was good at avoiding the punches that flew in the air. Theseus got hit once though, right in the ribs, letting out a cough as he tried to breathe. The girl smiled satisfied when she felt someone grab her hair from behind. She screamed, feeling like the skin of her scalp would get ripped and struggled to get away.
"That's why we don't have long hair in battle." Allias' voice was heard. The King had immobilized her with Theseus giving her a final punch.
"That was my one on one and you ruined it." Theseus pouted as he fought with the rest of the wolves. He could actually keep a conversation with Allias while he was fighting, mocking them in their faces telling them clearly they were not much of a challenge.
"We need to end this soon. Do you think that was too much? She was a girl after all." Allias said and kicked a man to the face, knocking him down.
"She called me elf bastard." Theseus said with a frown.
"I guess it's fine" Allias joked and Theseus laughed. Most of the men were down by now. Only two remaining. Allias was fighting with one of them, twisting his body, avoiding elegantly all of their sloppy attacks. It was obviously they were different species from the way they had learnt to fight. Werewolves were rough, bringing out all their force while elves while Allias loved elegance in their moves. The best sight Allias had ever witnessed was Theseus with a sword. He believed he was lost in some kind of dream, watching a god dance. It was dreamy.
The wolf in front of him growled and Allias whistled mockingly. His eyes shone in the dark as he tried to grab Allias from his arm.
"Oops, sadly there is nothing there." He said and moved forward, appearing right in front of him. He placed his right palm on his hand and with a blast of blinding light the wolf was shot a hundred meters away.
"Allias! Restrain yourself." Theseus said while he struggled a guy to unconsciousness.
"That was nothing!"
"I guess that's all for now. Let's go and get them." Theseus said and wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"Sweaty Theseus, Sexy Theseus." Allias said and raised his eyebrows playfully.
"Shut up." Theseus said and rubbed the back of his nape. "Let's go."
They began walking towards the building when they stopped immediately on their tracks.
"I guess that was not it" Allias mumbled as he stared right in front of him.
Around twenty wolves, all in their beast forms were looking at them. Lily was standing right in the middle as a human, smiling viciously.