Chapter 34 Bloody Fight -

Kiba -

Since all Kiba had to go by were Cheza's and his vague senses, he was nervous. Something was going wrong, that was for sure. Hige was hurt in some way. was good enough for him.

Soon, they reached the place that Cheza wanted Kiba to go.

Kiba put Cheza down on the ground. They were both out of breath. He thought it was a little strange that she seemed so tired. He saw her clutching her side, sweating. He realized that she was in pain. He stared at her. Opened his mouth to speak. Cheza reached out and put her hand over his mouth. She smiled but it didn't hide the pain in her eyes.

" Just… go help him, please. This one knows… you can... Kiba."

Kiba nodded. He turned and ran towards the building. He burst through a window He wasn't optimistic enough to think that Hige was just sitting there waiting for him. A couple of noble guards were standing around obliviously. He broke through the glass, landed roughly on his paws.

Kiba didn't hesitate. There wasn't any time to lose. He sprang up and sunk his teeth into one of the nobles faces.

Just as quickly, he Jumped back. Some of the humans were shouting now. Kiba spat blood on the ground. Fur bristling. About twelve humans in packed little room.

Glass shards cut into Kiba's side from the window jump. He growled. Wherever Hige was, this wasn't the place. He had to get out of there fast.

But Kiba had instigated the fight. And by the nobles sudden and angry attacks he'd have to finish it.

Kiba's body felt lighter. Perhaps it was Cheza's encouragement but these Nobles didn't stand a chance.

The nobles swords vibrated the ground and air around them. One of them swung their sword before Kiba could react. He slammed into a wall.

Blood spilled out of Kiba's mouth. Smeared off the side of his flank onto dripped from Kiba's side. He winced. Not the best idea to take the attack head-on. He sputtered. These humans weren't like the others that Jaguara had employed off the street. These were stronger, with better weapons and armor. Kiba must have only managed to catch them off guard but they hadn't given an inch after that. Still, he was confident in his abilities.

Kiba leapt off the ground, growling. Jumping and snapping at one of the nobles wrists. Staying in there blind spots was important here. Yet, he couldn't do that for everyone. He was punched, kicked, slashed at all at the same time. He was knocked into a wall but he changed his trajectory; landed on his paws and sprang off the surface.

Four of the nobles were slumped over on the floor.

Kiba grit his teeth. His pain was starting to catch up with him.

Suddenly, a flash of grey and a flash of black came into his vision.

Tsume ripped someone's throat out. Blood pooled on the ground.

Tsume landed by Kiba's side. He spat out some blood onto the ground.

"You know where Hige is," he asked. The nonchalance in his voice wasn't shocking at all.

" Toboe said he was going after him but I don't think he knows where Porky is either."

Meanwhile, Blue was throwing one of her knives into one of Noble's eyes. Kiba took a second. Breathed.

Between, Blue's knives, Tsume's claws and Kiba's fangs, they could easily take of things.

The nobles armor was thick but, after fighting Nobles for a long time, Kiba knew where their weak points were. His ears flattened. Clunky footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Reinforcements," Kiba muttered.

Darcia -

How long could he keep doing this? He panted, out of breath. All the fighting was starting to take its toll on his body. Jaguara had moved once again, already slashing and seemingly enjoying herself. Repulsive. The sword fight had moved them from room to room. She didn't show any signs of tiring, and he didn't have the time to be tired. What was important was that he kill her, as soon as possible. He was done with this.

She was saying something. Something about how much she loved him. How much she wanted him. A bunch of nonsense, really.

She parried his attacks and they kept moving until they back into the room where Harmonica was. The keep was in terrible condition. Bloody moss covered the ground, little flowers everywhere. Tubes with various fluids coiled around the place were she left. He was certain that she was alive. Or at least he hoped she was.

He nearly dropped his sword. He had to take a deep breath. The air smelled like blood and flowers. Stared at her, laying down in the pool. Peaceful. But she was here with Jaguara; that toxic harpy. He had to kill her.

Jaguara stepped forward, stabbed him in the shoulder. She muttered something, started to laugh maniacally. He winced, started to yell, or maybe he was already screaming. He slashed her, but she was already moving out of the way. He didn't want to admit it really, but she was confident with a sword. A loud popping noise shocked his eardrums. Screaming.

But it wasn't his screaming or Jaguara's screaming. The Flower Maiden's; Cheza's. An explosion and then, somehow, fire. It was hot, burning, suffocating. The smell of scorched earth and baked blood wasn't at all pleasant. The blood that spilled out of his shoulder was warm and wet. Still, Darcia ignored his pain and ran over to Harmonica. He pulled her close and started to run. He needed to her out of there, most importantly. He felt out of his mind, how was any of this happening?

Jaguara faded into the flames. He could see two bodies moving. They had to be wolves.

The world around him felt hazy. He was starting to have trouble breathing. Would this be how he died? No, Darcia wasn't sure why this was happening. The building, Jaguara's Keep. Burning away like his soul that felt like it was being sucked out of his body. He kept running, screamed some more. Screams that would soon die in the flames. He hoped Jaguara would die too but he knew that would be too good to be true.

He struggled out of the wreckage holding onto Harmonica, pushing past the fire and pain.

Darcia scrambled out of the keep, panting and probably looking like a deranged lunatic. That didn't matter.

He could hear people screaming now. But he ripped the rope off his post and grabbed onto his horse anyway, ignoring them. His horse angrily murmured, in protest. Somehow even the animal knew something was dreadfully wrong.

He rode off, towards his keep. People were still screaming. The ringing in his ears, the burning in his chest, it wouldn't stop.

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It's a little short this time. The crazy combo of Thanksgiving/ work/ school got the best of me lol. But I made it somehow... Everyone's suffering continues but at least everyone's suffering together?

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