The Cerberus' left head hit the ground with a resounding impact, causing the ice beneath his feet to crack and split.
The roar of pain and frustration echoed across the icy fields, a terrifying cacophony that reverberated in Og'tharoz's gut. He felt the tremor in the chains that held the beast, the runes pulsing with an arcane energy that kept the creature contained, if only momentarily.
The Cerberus' left head tried to rise, its flaming eyes fixed on Alina, who was running away to try and gain a safe distance from the enraged beast. The left head's sharp teeth were showing, its jaw still trembling from the impact of the blow against the ground. The pain evident in the head's expression did not deter her, but fueled her anger.
"You will pay dearly for this, elf mage!" growled the left head, its voice resounding like distant thunder.
Og'tharoz held his ground, his eyes blazing with fierce determination. He knew that every second gained was crucial.
Alina needed time to complete the enchantment on the chains, a spell that had been carefully planned to trap Cerberus long enough for them to pass. Og'tharoz couldn't let the creature reach her.
However, the Cerberus, in its rage, began to pull against the chains with tremendous force, causing the ground to shake and cracks to spread across the ice.
The beast was angry and wanted to reach Alina. Explore more at m,v l'e-NovelFire
"Pull it now!" shouted Og'tharoz, his gaze fixed on the creature.
Suddenly, the Cerberus' right head turned sharply, its flaming eyes fixed on an approaching figure. A man in shining white armor, whose presence emanated an intense light. He wielded a pair of gauntlets of light, and with a decisive movement he pulled the right chain down, forcing Cerberus' right head to bow.
The impact was also brutal. The right head was dragged downwards, its teeth clawing at the ice as the creature struggled to resist.
The three heads of the Cerberus quickly turned forward, and their flaming eyes locked onto the figure of a man standing at a considerable distance. He had black hair, broad shoulders and relatively light armor, but his confident stance was what gave him a fearsome air. It was Kaizen, a renowned warrior known for his exceptional skills and unparalleled courage.
However, something was wrong. Although he was still in a position, there was nothing else in his hand.
Instead of Kaizen hitting the head, he missed and seemed surprised by the miss, because his gaze briefly shifted to the hole the spear he threw made before turning back to Cerberus.
"I'm sorry, Lily, I didn't use the blood spear you made for me with the precision it deserved. I don't know how I missed such a big target. I promise to make up for it next time," Kaizen muttered, casting a quick glance at the woman in red armor standing next to him.
Bloody Lily nodded. "It's okay, I'll give you another chance."
"Thanks for that."
Blood Lily then opened her right palm and a red, flaming energy began to form. At first, the object created was just a dense, crimson-tinged sphere, but it quickly began to stretch and elongate, creating a menacing aura around it.
When the object finally reached the size of a long stick, Bloody Lily lightly passed her other hand through one of the ends and a pointed part began to take shape, until it was finally ready.
As an Evolved, Blood Lily's abilities had transcended the limits of mere mortals. The spear, crafted entirely from her own blood, possessed a unique and deadly quality. Its surface glistened with a mesmerizing sheen, akin to polished metal, but there was an ethereal aura surrounding it that hinted at its extraordinary nature.
The sharpness of the spear was unparalleled, capable of slicing through even the toughest of armor with ease.
The crimson hue of the spear seemed to pulse with a life of its own, as if it hungered for battle and the taste of victory. It was a truly awe-inspiring weapon, a testament to Blood Lily's power and the depths of her evolution.
Kaizen then picked up the spear and prepared to throw it.