Chapter 377 - 377

Fighting, everything came down to that in the end. Blood, guts and sweat all mixed up together in a tragic play of hatred. All of them had been forced or chosen to take a life at some point. The great golden leaders and the cold hearted generals, the young rebels and the bloodthirsty demons. Every single person he had met in one way or the other had taken a life, had made someone cry because they lost their loved ones. Did that made them evil? Did trying to save themselves and their people made them selfish and heartless? Ea had always been wondering about that, even though he was the only one in between the great figures that lived in the elf palace that hadn't killed anyone. Ever. He was always away, away from battle during the war, away from confrontations as if he was being shielded by those older than him. Right now, he was alone, he stood before his enemy his heart racing while sweat dripped from every pore and panting. 

Punches and slashes, dashes and screams as he tried desperately to find an opening, as he thought in the middle of this bloody mess of how he could kill Vines. He had a big cut on his chest, blood flowing and painting his clothes red. It was a very hard blow, it slowed him down as he felt the burn of the split skin. He had managed to only land a punch on Vines' face, a bruise was starting the spread underneath his eye and that gave him some strength, just a little bit that maybe not all hope was lost. 

"I can do this all day you know, it's like playing with a baby." He said with a grin. "You're already panting. You're tired" 

"I will still kill you, tired or not." Ea said. Vines shook his tail, slashing him and the elf was thrown at the opposite side, landing almost at the edge of their made up battle ground. He tried to stand up but his arms gave in sore and in pain he looked up as Vines approached Ares. "Don't touch him" Ea groaned as he watched him. A knife appeared in Vines' hand and he crouched, caressing Ares' handsome face with the cold blade. He drew blood and Ea bit his lips as he desperately tried to stand on his feet. 

"You know, he won't wake up. I've tried spells and charms. He is practically dead. Should I take him out of his misery?" Vines asked and Ea stared at him with wide eyes. "I mean things definitely did not go the way I was intending and there is no way I will keep a doll by myside, I am not into that so why not kill him and make you all miserable. I will win something in the end." He told Ea. His voice was cheerful, carefree as if he wasn't talking about murdering someone. 

Ea had never felt such strong hatred before, such burning desire to simply rip someone's heart out. He placed his palms on the dirty ground, pushing as he tried to stand up. He found himself on his knees when Vines noticed him.

"Oh, you're trying to get up." The demon stated and took a few steps closer. "Even if you stand what will you do? Slap me? Oh my I am so scared." Vines mocked him. Ea scoffed, his eyes half closed as his exhaustion was trying to get control of his body. He extended his arms while he heard Vines spill more insulted and grabbed his leg, pulling as hard as he could and brought him down. The demon landed with a loud thump, a cough escaping his lips and Ea made sure to redtrsin him immediately. He sat on his lap, his arms wrapping around his neck as he tried to choke him.

"I won't let you hurt him anymore! No matter what it takes I am bringing Ares home!" He screamed in his face. 

"You little shit" Vines groaned as he felt the air leave his lungs. "You annoyed me from the first moment that I saw you." He told him and raised his head, he headbumped him hard, Ea shaking and almost falling back. Vines' neck was freed and that psychotic smile returned on his face. There was blood on his forehead, a wound he had inflicted on himself to run away. He shook Ea off, it was easy, the small felt disoriented and lost because of the hard hit.

Vines grabbed him, making him stand only to punch him and bring him down again. He kicked him in the stomach, a huge amount of blood escaping from Ea's lips. 

"You are so arrogant. Who do you think you are to deserve to be with him? I gave him everything. Pleasure, passion, all he asked for and he ends up with someone like you? A freaking coward that can't even draw a sword? You and him both deserve to die." He told him.

"Ares doesn't love you, he never will" Ea said with a faint smile, provoking him and Vines stepped on his head. He couldn't hear very well nor see at this point. There was a constant ringing in his ears. Through his blurry vision though he managed to see Vines, a figure dressed in black approaching Ares. He was going to kill him, the small elf realized.

No, no, no he mumbled. Please. He begged and tried to get up. 

"Just one time. One last time" he whispered and closed his eyes. With all of his remaining power he teleported where Ares was seated, using his body as a shield. As fast as he could he grabbed him and looked around. A few seconds before Vines reached them. Ares had tears on his face and Ea with shaking and bloody hands wiped them away. "It's going to be alright" he whispered and pushed Ares' body slightly to the side. 

He hugged him, tightly, with everything he got and then he simply pushed both of them off. 

He was holding Ares, feeling the air whip his face as he fel into the void.