Kiro was already adorned with lightning. His entire body zapped and shone a beautiful purplish colour, it emanated lightning it was a sight to see. His lightning didn't stop at him, even ryu in his entirety was coated with it.
Even though he had lost sight from one of his eyes, it wasn't an impediment. He was getting used to not seeing from one eye by the second.
None knew what was coming but they imagined it wasn't weak, something that made even them lose their balance, so they didn't need to be told. Everyone was ready, in a fighting stance. Luckily, Isaac wasn't stubborn, he followed the formation Kiro told them to take.
The rumbling stopped abruptly, but Isla turned with eyes hot with rage. Her target was Kiro, she arrived in front of him faster. Kiro was too paralysed by the emotions he felt coming from her.
That's why the punch landed right on his face. Usually he wouldn't feel the pain, but there was something in that punch that made it sting more than it should've.
"What did you just say?"
"What?"
From Isla's perspective, Kiro's lips moved and they again uttered unfathomable words, she could feel herself break a little.
"Now that I have all the money in the world, I doubt I need this little wench anymore. Don't make it hard, just move out of the way." A sinister toothy grin appeared on his face.
She hit him again, harder than the last punch which caused him to fall down. Kiro was extremely dumbfounded, he didn't realise immediate what was happening.
Most of all, he didn't want to fight her. Not about something he wasn't sure, so he wanted to know what terrible thing he did that he was being beaten black and blue. That's when he saw Isla's lips move with some of the most sinister words.
His ears were buzzing, he knew the chances of being ostracised was astronomical. He'd already made the decision to live like a social pariah if it meant to stop his father from committing any more atrocities.
'So then why? Why is my heart full of doubt? Why am I hesitating? Maybe I am pathetic!' He cried internally, never stopping the attack on the tree that he assumed was his father.
No matter what he did, he couldn't beat the thing down. Not even a scratch, then suddenly it fell down with the most grotesque form. Ishaan was shaking a little, he was watching his dad taking his final breaths.
"Dad? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry." Tears trickled from his cheeks, he couldn't quite believe he had it in him to do such a thing.
The fake corpse showed a sinister smile suddenly. Ishaan couldn't see because he'd covered his eyes with his hands, silently crying.
"See? Killing me isn't the answer is it, you're shrouded with guilt. You aren't ready, you never will be. Join me son, join us." Continue reading on m|v-l'e -novelhall.net
When Ishaan looked again, it was as if he hadn't done any damage. He simply screamed his lungs out, he wanted it to stop. All of it. He was about ready to turn his blade to himself, to end the doubts, to end it all.
Kiro wasn't having fun either. He couldn't think of a way to get out of this. He didn't have the power to undo a god's power. This was something beyond his current abilities.
'Maybe I should use that? No, that will set me back by months yet again.'
He touched the floor with his foot once again, as Isla had followed him to the skies. She absolutely wanted to end him. He listened carefully using vibrations, he wanted to figure out the source of the illusions that mentally attacked them.
'Come on, come on. I'm strong but if I don't fight with her seriously she'll cause unimaginable damage.'
And Isla was right at his tail, turning when he did. She suddenly had a sharper eye, which Kiro would've appreciated if it wasn't aimed at him.