Chapter 9: Cruel Day
New chapter is up also before I forget please check the rewrites of chapter 2 & 3
We see Birsingr walking down the halls with a shovel, broom, bucket, and thick leather gloves; he just been ordered to clean the stables by Ram and he is not happy "Cleaning the stables, because the original stable master is sick, so shove it on me because why not." He grumbles.
As Birsingr is walking he sees Roswaal going the opposite direction he is heading, The Unkindled sighs as familiar clown walks by.
"Ah, Birsingr what a fine day to see you again." The Clown says cheerfully.
"It was a fine day before I saw you Roswaal." The butler says annoyingly.
"So cruel as usual, would it hurt you to smile just a little." Roswaal says dramatically.
Roswaal then puts two fingers on Birsingr's mouth one on each end and pushes upwards to try make Birsingr forcefully smile. "Now isn't that better."
Birsingr may look like he is smiling but his right eye twitching shows that he is not happy, so Birsingr shoves his fingers away "Do that again and you'll lose those fingers." Birsingr continues to make his way to the stables now in a bitter mood.
Roswaal smiles as Birsingr walks away.
"It's the perfect opportunity to learn more about our new butler, wouldn't you two agree." He asks the maids behind him.
"Yes, Lord Roswaal." They both bow and walk towards Birsingr's room to search it.
Birsingr finally makes it to the stables to see the stables in a mess, food bowls empty, water dirty, and poop in the ground.
Birsingr sighs and grumbles "This is going to take a while."
The Ashen One preceded to clean the stables, fill the food bowls and change the water.
He grabs the broom and dunks it into the bucket of water and starts scrubbing the floor, after half an hour of scrubbing he manages to clean the entire stable leaving not trace of shit anywhere.
"Why did I have to chose to be a butler when I could be something else, I'm a fighter not a cleaner this is beneath me." He complains.
"Don't be like that Birsingr, after all you chose to be a butler." A voice says behind him.
Birsingr instinctively swats behind him, but Puck floats away before the attack could hit him.
"Careful there Birsingr, we wouldn't want to have another fight, would we?" Puck cheekily asks.
"Last time I checked you are useless when I activate my spell." The Ashen One retorts back to Puck.
Puck puffs up and crosses his arm and turns around "Maybe you are useless against magic casters, so you have use it to make them useless."
"I can deal with casters just fine, I just enjoy it when it shows how weak they are without magic." The Unkindled says sadistically with a chilling smile.
"Jeez, that's cold like really cold Birsingr." Pucks looks at Birsingr disturbingly.
"Well like I said a couple of nights ago, if you are weak you die." He says blatantly.
"Not many people say those things anymore Birsingr, what made you who you are Birsingr?" Puck asks curiously.
"Does it matter? I'm who I am, and nothing will change that." Birsingr said cruelly
"You don't know that, maybe something will change you." The cat says with confidence.
Birsingr laughs "Yes and maybe I'll kiss Rem in the future." He says sarcastically.
"Now excuse me I'm going on a break; this chat has given me a headache." He walks away.
Birsingr has his hands in his trouser pockets just wondering around outside the mansion.
Just wondering about not caring where he ends up "Me changing? I'm who I am, what ever past I had before waking up in the cemetery of ash is long gone, a pile of ash of a forgotten age."
As he is walking, he sees Emilia training with her magic, as small blue orbs hovering around her "That is an interesting looking magic, almost looks like the Soul Mass sorceries or the Crystal Soul Mass." Out of curiosity he walks over to Emilia.
The Ashen One arrives at the arbour and on closer inspection Emilia has her eyes closed, ignoring that he looks at the orbs a little bit closer to see if they are anything like the Soul Mass.
"These are Spirits Birsingr if you are curious." Emilia responds while keeping her eyes closed.
Birsingr steps back to give her some space "I didn't think you wear awake Emilia, I thought these spirits where putting you to sleep."
Emilia shakes her head "No just listening to the spirits talk."
"They talk? I didn't hear any words coming out of them." He questions.
"You have to be a spirit user to understand lesser-spirits, even so it takes time and training to speak to them." She explains.
Birsingr raises his eyebrows not understanding a single thing she sprouted form her mouth "Well don't let me keep you." He turns and walks away.
Emilia stretches her hand out to stop Birsingr "Wait Birsingr you don't have to go, it would be nice if you could stay for a while and talk"
The Ashen One stops and thinks about "I really don't have anything to do , and those two work hounds seem not care what I'm doing right now" he turns his head and looks back at Emilia "I guess it wouldn't hurt to have a civil conversation once in a while."
He walks back to the arbour and takes a seat next to Emilia.
"Alright Emilia what is it that you want to talk about?" Birsingr asks
Emilia puts her finger on her chin to think of a question "How about you tell me about your childhood?" Emilia asks
Birsingr must think because he can't remember what he was like as a child, so he quickly improvises "My childhood was difficult, a constant struggle, I was born a bastard, my mother was already married and she was cheating with a noble, my father was furious with her which caused him to drink heavily and hated me since I was born, considering the noble won't take my mother and me… In fact, when he gets really drunk, he would beat me up."
Emilia puts her hand over her mouth with pure shock, how could a father do something so cruel to an innocent child "Would you like to stop Birsingr? I don't want to bring out those painful memories."
Birsingr shakes his head "What happened is done, there is nothing we can do to change the past, all we can do is just keep going forward."
Emilia nods and pushes a little further into the story "What about your mother?"
"M-my…Mother she was just as bad if not worse then my father, she would not look at me cursing me every day and rarely fed me, sometimes I would go a whole week without food."
Emilia has a greater look of shock as Birsingr continues to tell his mother's tale "Did no one try to help you?"
Birsingr looks down in fake sadness, "She is taking this way to seriously." He looks back up to face Emilia "No, because no one really cared."
The half elf is showing empathy "I'm so sorry that had to happen to you, no one should suffer like what you had to endure."
Birsingr waves it off "No need to apologises, it happened so you don't have to cry over spilt milk."
Now Emilia is curious about another thing "How did you escape your parents?"
Birsingr was about to say something but a static vision of two dead bodies on a bed covered in blood and a child covered in the same crimson liquid.
"Birsingr?" Emilia calls out making him get out of the vision.
He rubs his head to relax the throbbing sensation in his brain "Oh sorry just thinking of something, I'm sorry but I don't feel to well so I'm going back to my room to rest, so tell the Maids I'm unavailable for a while" Birsingr bows to Emilia and walks back to his room while rubbing his head in pain.
Emilia looks at Birsingr with determination on her face "I will become Empress and make sure other people don't share the same fate as you Birsingr, I promise you." She whispers softly.
Inside Birsingr room Rem and Ram are search top and bottom for any sort of information that can help tell who Birsingr actually is, one problem is that he doesn't have any personal items.
"Rem have you found anything?" The pink haired maid asks while pulling out one of the drawers in the room and closes it.
"No sister it's empty, no trace of any belongings."
Ram scowls as she does not like to fail Roswaal, "We should keep looking there must be something here that will tell us."
As she said that she could hear echoes of footsteps, they look at each other wondering who footsteps those are as Emilia isn't that heavy and Roswaal is in his study, that leaves only one person which is Birsingr.
"Why is he out so early? He should still be in the shed." Rem panicky whispers to her sister.
"I don't know, but if he finds us here, he will be questioning us on what we are doing here." Ram calmly replies to her sister.
As the footsteps are getting closer the twins try and think of a plan on getting out.
Ram suddenly has a quick plan "Quickly we should jump out of the window."
Rem nods and they both run to the window and Rem opens it before jumping out it.
They narrowly escaped as the door opens, revealing a tired Birsingr, "My head is killing me, I feel like one of the Hollow Slave stabbed me in the head again."
The Ashen One notices that his room is oddly cleaner than usual, and that his window is wide open, which is weird because he doesn't remember opening the window this morning, but frankly he doesn't care because it is not important.
Birsingr looks at the bed then at the door to decide whether he should tell the maids first, "I have a excuse to not work and I'm going to take as much rest as I can."
He lays on his bed, staring at the ceiling waiting for darkness to fall and the headache to go.
Birsingr was able to slip out of the house successfully and was able to get to training area, where currently he is preparing to cut down a tree in one slash, to keep his butler uniform clean he swapped it for the Abyss Watcher Set (without the helmet) and placed his Butler uniform into the bottomless box.
SLASH
The tree comes crashing down hitting the ground with a loud thud lifting dirt form the ground.
"I think that's good enough tonight." Birsingr looks around the area seeing all the tree almost gone, "Might have gone a bit overboard with my training tonight, and I guess cutting down trees is a good headache treatment." He hoists the Wolf Knight Great Sword over his shoulder.
Birsingr looks up at the sky and notices the moon starting to fade a little "I should head back dawn is approaching." He holsters the sword underneath the capes for safe keeping before making his way back to the mansion.
On his way through the forest he could feel multiple presences surround him, in response he draws the great sword and prepares for anything.
Suddenly multiple figures in unique looking clothes surround him in a circle, their faces obscured by black hoods with a red outline.
"So how are going to do this? you gang up on me or fight me one on one either one is fine with me." Birsingr challenges.
They did nothing just standing there looking at him not saying anything, which is very weird because they just usually charge at him.
One of the figures walks out slowly, and Birsingr tenses up but the figure kneels in front of Birsingr.
Birsingr tilts his head out of confusion "Do you want me to split your head open or something?"
The other hood people bow down to him as well.
"Ok… is this some sort of joke?" The Ashen One questions
The figure reaches into his cloak and pulls out a small black book and offers it to him.
Birsingr looks around to see if someone is about to back stab him, when he sees no one make a move he looks down at the book and hesitates until he takes the book. "Do you want me to sign this?"
The figures get back up and bow one last time before running into the darkness leaving a confused Ashen One.
Birsingr looks at the book perplexed, so he opens it to see an interesting mix of this age written language and his own language to make something unique.
"To accept her … one must … in …, for the love of Gwyn this book is nothing but a mess who thought it would be a clever idea to combined two different languages like this." He flips to another random page and catches two words Ashen One
Before he could read anything else, he feels two more presences, he looks around to try and see them but it is to dark.
"Are you back to give me something else? Because I don't want more bad gifts like this book." Birsingr hears metal hitting each other behind him, realising what it is he grabs the great sword from his back and blocks it before hit its him.
The weapon that struck him is a larges spiked ball with chains attached, the force of the impact made him slide a little bit back leaving a trail of dirt.
Birsingr quickly stops his slide and deflects it to the side allowing him to grab the chains.
The person on the other end of the chain tries to pull the weapon back but couldn't leaving them on a tug of war.
"My, aren't you a strong one." Birsingr pulls a little bit harder, "Now let's see who yo-" he is unable to finish as a sharp force impacts him pushing him forward a little "What the hell hit my back?" he looks behind him to see where the magic caster is "Another? And it seems like this one can cast magic."
"let's see them handle this magic." he pins the sword on the ground and lifts his hand up forming golden sparks the until it stretches up forming a spear.
He throws the spear at the tree where he thinks the magic user is on, and before it could hit the tree a figure jumps off, when the lightning collides with the tree the top half exploded splinters flying everywhere.
The Ashen One now focuses on the person who he is doing a tug of war with, "Now we can do things the easy way or the hard way." As he pulls the chains a bit harder resulting the handle flying towards him.
He looks at the weapon wondering where the wielder is, suddenly one if his instincts told him to dodge, so he grabs the sword and rolls to the left narrowly avoiding multiple projectile.
"Ice? Ok Puck Ha ha very funny if it wasn't you, I would have killed you by now, so let's end this joke and go back to the mansion and we can forget all about this." Birsingr offers.
Birsingr feels another force impact his back again but this time he felt pain, "Ok ow that wasn't nice, but I might have deserved that after flicking you." As he touches his back and seeing blood, "Alright either you are trying to kill me, or this is some sort of punishment and well I'm not too amused about this." His voice getting angrier.
The Ashen One listens if anyone is going to speak up, but no one says a word "Alright have it your way." Birsingr ignites his pyromancy hand and plunges it into the ground creating huge pillars of fire which causes the trees to catch on fire and spreading very quickly.
The area is now an inferno "The only people I know who can cast this type of ice magic are Puck or Emilia, and whatever is hitting my back I wasn't to focus on it." Pondering in his head who attacked him.
He could feel a sudden drop in temperature and stronger winds blowing and the fire around the trees are becoming smaller and smaller as well as ice forming on them.
"Wind and ice magic? Either Puck and Emilia didn't tell me they could use wind magic or that's not them." He says a little tense.
When all the fire is dispersed with the combined might of ice and wind, two shadowy figures drop down, one of them with the morning star in hand.
"I never thought you two are fighters, but I guess I know now Rem and Ram." He says to the maids, as the moon shines it lifts the darkness around them to revealing the twins with a blank look on their faces.
The Ashen One claps his hand out of interest because of this new development "You girls almost had me fooled thinking it was Puck or Emilia, but one problem is that those two don't know wind magic."
"We weren't trying to fool you, we decided to follow you to see what you're up to and learn your secrets, which Lord Roswaal ordered." Ram says an emotionless voice.
Birsingr lets out a deep breath "I knew there was something behind all that make up, and it almost fooled me." Birsingr readies his sword and equips the helmet of the abyss watcher "Before we all fight was it the clown or you two who wanted me executed?"
Rem looks at her sister to clarify if its alright to tell Birsingr which Ram nods signalling it is fine.
"It was Lord Roswaal who ordered your execution if you were collaborating with the Witch Cult." Rem responds as she lifts the morning star spinning it.
The Ashen One tilts his head confused "Witch Cult? Do you mean those people with the hoods?"
Ram nods "Yes, now we know you work with them considering they gave you their Gospel and you accepted it with ease." She says more aggressively.
"There is no reasoning with them this time, I need to deal with them here and now." Birsingr pulls his blade back for the incoming battle.
As he did that the maids immediately charge at him.
The two maids split up forcing Birsingr to focus one of the maids at a time.
"This is going to be an interesting battle." As he said that he charges towards Rem.
Rem sees him rushing towards her, so she swings the Morning Star at Birsingr, he quickly retaliates by using his sword act like a shield blocking her attack while still charging at her.
Ram notices her sister is in danger, so she casts wind magic to assist her sister, not falling for the same trick thrice he shoves the ball of his sword to dodge the wind magic coming towards The Ashen one but misses hitting some of the burnt down tress cleaving them cleanly in half.
"Let's see how they deal with this." Birsingr reaches behind him to grab some knives and throws a few at Rem, the blue haired maid seeing this she spins the Morning Star to create a make shift shield breaking all the daggers.
He looks to Ram and repeats the same action and throws a few knives at the pink haired maid, what Ram did is she uses her wind magic to blow away the daggers making them hit the tree branches around her.
"It would seem that Rem's reflexes are faster then her sisters." He moves his eyes side to side to keep them in sight "It would be best to deal with Rem first, she will be the troublesome of the two."
Birsingr charges to Rem again but this time with a surprise this time, Rem spins the Morning Star and Ram unleashes a wind in the shape of a sickle towards him, the blue haired maid gives the weapon a wide swing to try and decapitate his head.
The Ashen One kneels with some momentum making him slide and swings the sword like a top slicing the ball in half and cancelling the magic attack by swiping it away with the sword.
Rem couldn't believe what she has just seen "He destroyed my weapon with ease, who is he?"
"Did you forget? I'm Birsingr the butler you hired and I'm one hell of a butler" Birsingr says sadistically.
Rem looks to her sister and nods who in turn nods back making sure they know what to do.
Ram charges another wind attack and launches it to Birsingr, which he casually swipes away "Come now Ram you think the same trick will work on me, if so, you must be truly an idiot considering you make eye movement when you are looking at each other pretty obvious I might say." As he said he could feel someone grabbing on his neck squeezing it tightly.
"You forget we are Lord Roswaal's protectors." Ram says.
"You should have given up from the beginning." Rem says.
As Rem is squeezing Birsingr's neck they could see he is not reacting to Rem's chokehold on him "Are you done back there, my back could use the same treatment." He says nonchalantly.
Before Rem could react, he grabs her by the hair and slams her into the ground making a small crater and making her cough off blood.
"Rem!" Ram shouts to her sister while launching multiple wind magic angrily at him, which he swings the sword negating each wind magic.
"This is getting old very quickly, so I should end this right now. The Unkindled grabs Rem by the neck and throws her against a burnt tree.
The Ashen One puts his sword on his back and grabs two knives and rushed to Rem, when is close he uses the knives to pin her to the tree by her hands she screams in agony, "Now you stay there while I deal with your annoying sister."
He moves back from Rem draws his sword and makes his way back to Ram.
Rem shouts as he is walking away "Sister use all of your magic attacks on him while he is distracted!"
Birsingr can feel the speed of the wind increase behind him, he turns quickly to see a blast of wind heading towards him with little time to dodge he uses his sword once more to block it but the momentum of the wind is too furious for him to hold on as he is being swept away.
Seeing this as a chance to release her sister Ram runs over to still see her sister pinned on the tree "Are you okay Rem?" Ram asks worryingly as she looks at the knives wondering if there is any safe way to pull them out without hurting her sister too much.
Rem nods slowly still feeling the blow caused by Birsingr slamming her to the ground and throwing her against the tree. "Yes sister I'm fine, please get me out so we can deal with Birsingr."
Ram hesitates for a second before grabbing one of the knives struggling as she is pulling them out. Rem is gritting her teeth dealing with the pain eventually the first one comes out so she throws it away and grabs the second.
The now fired butler shakes his head to focus again "Didn't expect that type of magic coming from that midget." He gets up dusting himself off then looks around trying to figure out where he is.
"Guessing I'm somewhat far away considering the amount of tress I broke down from that little stunt Ram did, guess play time is over." He grabs his bottomless box and light covers him up.
We see Rem heal her own hands as a gentle blue light covers wounded hands "I should be almost done and then we can find him and kill him." She says angrily.
Ram disagrees "It seems he can overpower the both us, we should return to the mansion and report this to Lord Roswaal." She tries to convince a now angered Rem.
"Or option C I can give you both an early grave." A voice echoes in the distance in front of them.
Recognising the voice, they immediately spring into action facing the direction of the voice, Ram readies her wind magic, Rem raises her as ice is forming into a sphere.
Rem has a furious look "Come on out and face us!" she shouts her voice echoing through the woods.
"Alright don't blame me for what happens next." As they hear stomping sounds.
The Ashen One steps into the moonlight wearing a new armour that neither of them has seen before (The Armour is The Iron Dragonslayer Armour) the weapon is a giant iron axe with yellow lightning on the blade and his shield is a circle as big as him.
Once they spot Birsingr they fire everything they got the ice and wind morphed together spinning like a top, Birsingr raises his shield to tank the combined magic attack of the two.
The ice and wind collide with his shield making him slide a little bit back as the ice is trying to break his shield and the wind is trying to push him back and cut him in half.
The Ashen One holds his ground the force of the attack weakening every moment he takes the attack, with one large grunt he pushes the great shield forward negating the combined attack, the twins have a look of disbelief on their faces, as they see the shield not having a single dent on it.
"Don't be to shock I did say don't blame me for what happens next." The Ashen One says with sadistic joy in his voice.
The twins look to each other and nod both decide to get to higher ground, so they both jump behind them and land on the branches of the burnt trees.
"don't think that you are higher up makes you safe from me, because sadly it WON'T!" He runs towards the tree axe ready to swing.
Rem and Ram fire their magic attacks to try and stop him, but he just shrugs it's off and continues forward, he does a wide swing to the tree slicing the trunk cleanly off causing it to crash violently to the ground making ash fly everywhere.
The twins come crashing to the ground, but they were able to land gracefully with Ram's wind magic.
They look up to try and find Birsingr, but he isn't in front of them anymore the twins see a shadow covering them they look behind them to see him with his axe in both of his hands raised above them lighting forming on the blade.
He slams it down hard enough to scatter the lightning and throw up smoke, but before the blade made its violent contact to the ground the twins were able to dodge in time but are now separated.
The dirt spreads out covering both in the cloud of smoke.
Ram quickly looks around to find her sister, but the smoke is obscuring her vision, she hears heavy foot steppes in front of her, so she fires one more wind magic towards it however the magic is useless as once again the shield just blocks the magic attack.
That last magic attack is all she can do as she just used up all her mana reserves. She collapses on to her kneels breathing heavily her vision starting to blur, she hears the same heavy footsteps coming but this time it's right in front of her.
"Oh, it seems like your tired Ram, shall I grab your tea or a blanket?" he says mockingly
Ram tries to stand up fails as she collapses again "Your very naïve if you think you have won."
Birsingr chuckles "What make you say that?" he puts his shield on his back and uses his free hand to help raises the axe again "As you can see, I'm not the one to be painting the ground red."
Birsingr sees Ram smirk and wondering why she is so confident, "Must be one of those people who accept their fate."
Suddenly he felt something hit his lower regions, he looks down to the area to see a familiar mace in his groin.
He lets go of the axe making it crash to the ground besides him and he grabs his chimes "Right in the sacred chimes." He kneels on the ground in painfully holding his injured manhood "I swear they are the descendants of Patches."
Rem jumps out from the shrub and lands in front of Birsingr.
The Ashen One notices something different about her she has a horn but is glowing "Well this is an interesting development."
Rem screams at The Unkindled like a feral beast.
"Well it would seem that this cat has grown some claws." He gets up from the ground grabbing the axe and removing his shield from his back.
Rem seeing this launches herself towards Birsingr mace up high, seeing this The Unkindled raises his shield at the same time, the mace hits the shield creating sparks from the impact.
The demon maid keeps swinging her mace to try and break his shield, but it proves to be pointless as the shield is not breaking.
Rem pulls the mace back further back with her strength she flings the mace making it strike the shield harder than before causing it to shatter into many pieces.
"Now what are yo…" He couldn't finish as Rem jumps over shield and gives him a devastating kick to Birsingr's head surprising him.
His head is slightly turned to the side as he stumbles feeling the impact to his head, "I actually felt that one."
She wasn't done as she starts to punch and kick him her hands and leg start to bleed due to the force, she is causing hitting Birsingr's armour.
Birsingr finally grabs one of her punches and throws her to a tree, Birsingr drops his weapon once again grabs some knives one of them happens to be Elsa's knife, and like before pins Rem to a tree.
He leans in forward a few inches away from the blue haired maid's face "This time no one is coming to save you" He turns his back and makes his way to a still down Ram.
Rem snap out of her madness struggles hopelessly to get free, but the knives are to deep in the tree "Don't you dare touch her!"
He ignores her and makes his way slowly to Ram.
Ram sees him walking deliberately slowly which makes him look menacing, the leg cape blowing gently in the wind.
Once in front of her he looks down his helmet hiding his emotion, she tries to get away, but he grabs her by the neck and lifts her up with ease.
He turns to the pinned maid "Now Rem, I'm going to ask some question and every time you don't answer I'll squeeze your sister's neck until you talk."
Rem thrash even harder "Let her go, let her go, let her go!"
Birsingr ignores her thrashing "Now first question: how long have you been following me?"
Rem doesn't say anything until Birsingr squeezes Ram's neck a little tighter "We've been following you since you sneaked out of the mansion."
Birsingr satisfied moves on to the next "Question 2: what are you? You are definitely not human."
Rem begrudgingly answers "Me and sister are oni."
Birsingr now curious pushes more "Question 3: what is an…" he couldn't finish him as a stream of water blasts him making him release Ram giving her time to run to her sister.
Birsingr rolls on the ground before rebalancing himself and slide on the ground stopping next to his shield and weapons.
"Seems my butler is misbehaving." A familiar annoying voice speaks.
Birsingr grabs his axe and shield to this new comer "You should keep your maids on a tighter leach Roswaal.
At that moment Roswaal steps out of the shadows in his clothes, "I was on my way back from the capital when I heard Rem screaming, so I came to investigate I hoped you would help them, but I saw you hurt my property."
Birsingr points the axe at the maids "They attacked me first for no reason, the only one to blame is them not me."
"That's a lie Lord Roswaal, I saw him with the witch's cult he is working for them!" Ram yells informing her lord.
Roswaal puts on an angry smile "Frankly Birsingr I trust my maids more then you, so now you need to go."
Realising what Roswaal meant Birsingr charges at him ready to crush with his axe but he misses as Roswaal just floats in the air.
Birsingr beckons "Come down you coward and fight me like a man!"
Roswaal doesn't take the bait and simply snaps his fingers, The Ashen One notices the earth starting to shake and a wall of earth rises from the ground surrounding him he tries to escape but it closes leaving a small hole above his head.
Birsingr stares at the opening "What is that clown thinking I could just smash my way out and leaving a weak point like that hole is amateurish." He then realises why Roswaal is going to do.
Roswaal smiles "Farewell my dear ex-butler." He snaps his finger again all Elemental attacks enter the hole of the dome as that was happening a small golden flask is carried away by some of the water.
After what feels like hours Roswaal lowers the dome to reveal Birsingr on his knees and breathing heavily his body smoking from all the elemental attacks he was dealt with "No normal human could survive all those attacks and still breath."
The Ashen One tires to get up his body feels unusually weaker then normal, he reaches to his belt to get his Estus Flask, but it isn't there "Shit things are not going my way, and how come I got weaker than usual it feels like a dragon has its foot on my chest breathing is almost impossible."
Birsingr tires to lift the Axe and Shield however when he lifted them, he immediately drops them.
"My it seems you've been cursed Birsingr" Birsingr looks up to see Roswaal standing over them
"Curse what do you mean!?"
"What I mean my dear butler is that your dying."
The Unkindled pauses for a second before laughing like he heard the best joke in the world "So my time has come after thousands of years death comes for me."
Roswaal frowns and points his hand at Birsingr forming a white light at him, The Ashen One continues to smile as the light engulfs him.
Birsingr opens his eyes looking around to see his room, he touches his desk to make sure he is not dreaming, or this is an illusion to make sure he punches himself in the gut and when he feels the pain it proves he is not seeing things.
"How is this even possible?" he questions.
As always constructive criticism is always helpful and remember I'm an amateur writer not a professional author, I hope to improve but no promises