Solus tried to disengage from the King of Kolga and go help Lith, but Ykrah exploited the moment when she turned around to check on her partner to strike at her heart.
An Adamant knife from his dimensional amulet appeared in his palm and pierced through the armor until its hilt struck at her ribcage. Solus froze as her mouth became filled with her own blood, yet her eyes burned with anger.
She grabbed Ykrah’s wrist with one hand, crushing it with a strength that surpassed that of an Emperor Beast before moving it away from her chest. At the same time, Solus punched him in the face, pulverizing his nose.
A second punch shattered his jaw, yet amid the tears that not even darkness fusion could stop, Ykrah noticed that the wound he had inflicted on her was already healed.
’That’s what makes the Usurper so confident. The Forbidden Sun empowers her just like it does with me.’ He thought while Blinking away, only to be hit by a powerful kick that broke his kneecaps and slowed him down.
Now that Solus couldn’t see Lith amid the fighting crowd anymore, she had no reason to let Ykrah off the hook. The only thing she could do was to not let the advantage slip and finish her enemy off as fast as she could.
Even together they had no chance against a full army. Not until Solus could claim the full power of the geyser as her own.
As Lith’s consciousness started to fade due to the many wounds that kept piling up on his battered body, Mogar seemed to slow down as his three lives flashed in front of his eyes.
Even in such a state, Lith didn’t stop using the power gushing from the cracks in his life force to release more souls. Yet every time he did it, he could feel like an itch on the back of his skull.
As if he was making the same mistake over and over but without realizing it.
A mace hit Lith’s back, forcing him to grit his teeth in the effort of not being sent in the middle of a group of enemies. Exhaustion clouded his vision and Lith blinked to regain his focus.
In the split second his vision went dark, the world around him changed.
Lith found himself in a white space that extended as far as the eye could see, without any up or down, left or right. His feet didn’t touch any ground of sorts, making him feel like he floated in the emptiness of space.
He could still hear the clanging of metal and the battle cries, yet everything sounded muffled and overly stretched. Lith had no idea what kind of place was that, but at least his mana core had stopped hurting and he could finally think clearly.
"This looks like the place I went when I died but the feeling is all wrong. Before I get back to Kolga, I need a damn good plan." Lith thoughts echoed throughout the white space as if he had talked out loud, making him flinch.
"You surely do, my child." An all too familiar voice said from his back, forcing him to turn around.
"Mom? What are you doing on Jiera?" Lith couldn’t believe either his eyes or ears.
Despite being in her early forties, thanks to Lith’s treatments and a good genetic pool Elina was a good-looking woman that seemed to be in her late twenties. Even back when the family didn’t have much to eat, she had always been well-endowed in all the right places.
Plenty of food and a much more relaxed life had made her even more beautiful, especially thanks to her fit body that she honed through hard work.
Elina usually had shoulder-length hair of beautiful light-brown color, with shades of red highlighted throughout. Yet the odd light of the white space distorted the brown into a multi colored mess.
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