Chapter 309 - 309

"Leave now. We are done" Kalis said rudely and Allias' honestly couldn't wait to get out of there. He had stayed in long enough, he would go back to the room and pick up Mark. Then he would looked for Theseus and the others. That was his plan.

"Thank you." He said, not really meaning it and turned around, walking towards the door when happened to hear that scream again. His hand was on the handle when he froze. This time he could hear it clearly, the sound of someone calling his name. It wasn't just anybody though, it was Theseus. His green eyes widened and he gripped the handle so tightly it broke, turning into dust. He turned around, his eyes filled with hatred as he spoke.

"Where are my companions?" He asked the witches. 

"You didn't come here for your companions did you? You came here for your friend. Am I right? So why bother with them?" Silak told him with a smile. Allias' eyes widened. There was no point in him leaving this place to look, he would never find them. The witches had them and as it seemed they were not willing to let them leave. 

"I want them back. Return them." Allias said. 

"No." Kalis told him. "What are you going to do about it?" she asked him as she stood up from her armchair. She slowly approached him, her hot breath on his neck as she whispered. "Nothing." 

Allias kept ignoring her. He had realized by now that this woman simply wanted to see him angry. That was why she had been commenting about him all this time. He tried to focus, remember who he was and why he was here. Yes, his soul had been damaged, like she had said. His light had turned dim but that did not mean that if he decided to he could turn this whole place into dust. The witches believed he did not have the guts to disobey the council. When it came to his family though, he would do anything. Even if it meant being locked up or punished.

"Do you know who you're talking to?" he asked them and Silak giggled. The tall witch was still standing on his side, looking at him hungrily, her boney hands tempted to touch him. He took a deep breath, trying to relax. 

"We do. The elf king. A king who used to have everything. Power, beauty, innocence but he lost it all. You've lost your kingdom, you've lost your authority and even you, the golden king, are restrained by the council. You can't use your powers on us. Meaning that unfortunately for you. Your companions will be left with us." She said. She had a cocky expression on her face, she was emitting a baseless dominance as she thought that Allias would not harm them. 

"Where are they?" he asked once more. 

"Right here." Kalis hissed and showed with her greyish finger the big cube on the table. "They are inside a black hole and at any minute we will drop them. They will turn into squash. We will let them return to their original form, since they are immortal and then we will drop them again." She said excited. Her pitch black eyes were glowing at the thought of causing despair and Allias felt his stomach turn. 

"Release them." He told them

"Take your friend King and leave." Silak said, her smile disappearing. "This is your last warning." 

"Are you both needed to break the spell?" he asked and the white haired with looked at him with curiosity.  The king smiled, seeing her silence and disappeared. The tow witches looked at each other confused as they only faced a cloud of golden dust where he stood. The dust didn't manage to settle on the floor and the king had reappeared. He was standing behind Kalis, right in front of the window. The tall witch noticed him first. 

"Sister!" She screamed but the shorter woman was too slow. Allias grabbed her from her hair and raised her in the air as if she was a feather. The witch groaned, feeling as if her hair was going to get ripped from her scalp and her sister tried to attack him. A black wave of shadows formed around her and as if it was an angry ocean she released it on him. The attack landed on a golden shield, pulsing with every shadows that it destroyed. "Let her go." Kalis screamed. 

"I'll be dammed if I leave two humans tell me what to do. Listen here ladies. I don't give a damn about the stupid council or its rules. I have died once believe me it does not shock me. Now release the fucking spell before I kill your sister." He shouted at her and Kalis looked at her sister distressed. 

"Don't do it! He won't dare to disobey the council." She said and Allias laughed loudly, filled with confidence. He let go of the woman and she messily fell on the ground. The shield around him, stopping Kalis from doing anything. Since he had only one arm he had to grab her again. The witch, scared now for her life tried to slither away but she didn't make it. Allias grabbed her from her throat, a bright light emitting from his palm, burning her flesh and she screamed as she felt he excruciating pain. 

"My way is the way of negotiating. That does not mean that I won't fucking murder you on the spot if you threaten any of my own. Now release the spell!" he repeated, his voice strong and loud. It would be easier for him to catch Kalis, it was obvious though that Silak was the stronger sister, the one in charge. Kalis was already distressed, thinking about what she should do. "Come on dear do it before your sister turns into burned witch. Oh, does that remind you of something? I guess history repeats itself." He mocked her and Kalis screamed. 

Silak was unable to speak anymore, her melting flesh spreading and she looked at her sister. The short witch raised her hand and grabbed his arm, a pitch black mark appearing and Allias looked at it. He chuckled. 

"Poor you. I am not scared of your curses. I don't even feel it. Do it!" She said and Kalis grabbed the cube. She placed her palm on top of it, releasing black smoke and threw it to the floor, the cube breaking into a thousand pieces. "Is it over?" he asked her and the tall sister nodded eagerly. "Good. Goodbye now." He told them with a smile and the witch in his grip screamed in agony. Her whole body simply disappeared into a bright light, only dust remaining where she was. 

"Sister!" the witch screamed. "You…you said." 

"She cursed me. She had to pay." Allias said with a smirk and the witch looked at him filled with hate. 

"You will pay." She yelled at him and grabbed the vile of blood in a hurry before she disappeared. He was finally alone. He realized and looked at the black curse mark on his arm. He had killed Silak but it was not disappearing. Perfect, he thought and grabbed the doll from his pocket. Thankfully it was still there. He turned around, spotting everyone sitting on the grass looking around disoriented. 

"So I used my powers to eliminate someone and now I am cursed." He mumbled to himself. "Worth it." He said with a naughty smile as he whistled. "That felt good." He said as he headed towards the room he had left Mark. The boy was still there, still dead. Allias looked at him with a gentle smile. "Soon, you will be back."