Chapter 96: Poisoned
Adrian and Damon had their respective weapons at the ready, not noticing Llarya had removed her shoes and socks, and when the first two orcs came close enough, she bounded over the devils, planting her knees on the shoulders of one orc, taking him down and knocking his axe free, snatched it up, and planted the weapon in the second orcs neck, killing him instantly. She twirled the axe so the blade was pointed down, and with no hesitstion, she brought the axe straight down into the grounded orc. She turned to the devils, breathing deeply,
"These clothes are very constricting!" She gasped, "How do you fight in these?!" Damon blinked,
"We just do...what do you normally fight in?"
"The same garment I always wore, until earlier when that orc from before shredded it!" They all whirled around when they heard more orc shouts, seeing the rest were closing in quick.
"Well then ditch the shirt and cut the jeans into shorts so you can fight better!" Said Damon, rushing forward, past Llarya, and began hacking and slashing at the orcs left and right. Adrian dashed past the dark elf as well, summoning his gear while forming his blade and readying his tendril shield. Damon jumped back, enough to put some space between himself and the pair of orcs in front of himself, while Adrian ran past him, shield ready, and began forcing the orcs back, not giving them any leeway as he forced them back through the narrow pass, which grew smaller as they progressed, until they could only fit one by one through the pass. The orcs tried to slam their weapons into Adrians' shield, yet it did not crack, all while Damon leapt up, YinYang in his hand, and opend fire on the orcs, riddling them with black flame bullets, laying waste to the first wave of orcs in the pass. Once he was on the ground again, Llarya, now topless with jean short shorts, ran and jumped above him, over Adrian, and landed on the other side of the shield, grabbing a pair of the fallen orcs war axes, and readied herself as a second wave of orcs charged at them. Then with all her speed and strength she tore down any and all orcs that ran towards her swift dismemberment, decapitation and the like. She was very proficent with the use of the two axes, that Adrian actually dropped his shield, Damon stood next to him, and simply stared in amazment as Llarya killed the last remaining orcs that charged for them. She turned towards the two devils, catching their stare,
"See something you like?" She asked with a hint of sarcasm, snapping them out of their daze. They both began to mumble and stutter their response, until Nyna stepped forward,
"Thou...hast gotten quite proficient with weapons since we last saw each other..." she said awkwardly.
"You can stop using words like 'thy' now. The queen isn't here to scold you for speaking like how we used to when we were children." Nyna was taken aback by Llaryas' words, but straightened herself back out,
"As you wish, my friend..." said Nyna, no longer speaking with her medival-esque accent, "...and I'm sorry about your tribe and family." Llarya nodded her head,
"It's not your fault Nyna," said Llarya, "It was Zeus' fault for slaughtering them in the first place, leaving that orc army behind to take over your kingdom." Adrian then cut between the two of them,
"I'm sure this must be a touching moment for you two, but we have to keep moving. I sensed a third orc betallion moving closer to us, and I think they're going to the top of the pass!"
ZWE-IP!!
Adrian reached his hand up at just the right moment, catching an arrow in his fist, causing the four to look up, and see several orcs standing at the top of the pass, just like Adrian said, however these orcs were armed with bows and arrows. Adrian lifted his shield back up, covering himself and his comrades from the shower of arrows that is now befalling them.
"Damon! I need YinYang!" Shouted Adrian, "Grab Nyna and fly towards the city!" The Devil Hunter relunctantly handed over his uzi, pulled the elven princess to himself, unfurled his wings, and launched himself and the princess into the air, the latter of which screaming about heights. Adrian gripped Llaryas' hand, but as he pulled her forward, she screamed in pain, one of her legs giving out from under her, and they both saw a stray arrow had pierced her right calf. Not wanting to waste time, Adrian pulled her to himself with his free hand, aimed YinYang at the orc archers opening fire as he skyrocketed. He continued to shoot until the archers were out of sight, and he landed safely within the city. Adrian looked around, seeing the streets were empty of all life,
"Damon where the hell are you...?" He asked himself.
"Adrian..." The Devil Virus looked to Llarya, and followed her eyes to her injured calf, seeing green veins forming in the wound, "...I don't feel good." Adrian yanked the arrow from the wound, making her yelp, slung her legs over his arm, and began carrying her bridal style down the alleyways, making sure to avoid any orcs they come across.
Before long, both the Devil and Elf heard a loud psst! sound, and followed it into the hole of a large stone temple, almost like a church. Adrian carried Llarya to the doors, which opened to allow Damon to poke his head out,
"In here, before the pigs show up!" Adrian rushed inside with Llarya, with Damon gently closing the door behind them, grabbing a tall candle stick and sliding it within the door handles, keeping it from opening. Adrian laid Llarya down on a church pew, seeing the green veins in her calf were spreading up her leg, with Nyna and Damon rushing to the pair,
"Okay, I'll bite...what the fuck is that?!" Asked Damon, worried for the Dark Elf. Nyna gave Llarya a look of hopeless sympathy,
"It's basilisk venom!" She said. Llaryas' eyes widened, and her head dropped in despair.
"A basilisk? Like from Harry Pot-Smoker?" Asked Damon, earning a glare from Adrian,
"Not now you numbskull!" Adrian said in a loud whisper. He looked to Nyna, who was placing a hand on Llaryas' head, checking her temperature, "Is there a way to cure it?" Asked Adrian. Nyna looked to him, her expression reading that she was losing hope.
"Only one, and that is to kill the basilisk before she is consumed by the venom," answered Nyna.
"So where the hell are we going to find the basilisk?" Asked Damon, "And how do we even kill it? Because last I checked it takes only one look from a basilisk to kill you!" Nyna gave Damon a look of confusion,
"'One look?' How? A basilisk doesn't have eyes." Adrian and Damon looked to each other, half relieved and half concerned,
"If it has no eyes...how does it hunt?" Asked Adrian.
"It's hearing," answered Nyna plainly. Right then, a loud banging sound was heard, as if someone strong were pounding on the door of the church.
"Well, that's convient," said Adrian with a raised eyebrow.
"Or just the author getting bored with this set of chapters," said Damon, turning to his invisible wall, "even though they are supposed to be significant." Adrian rolled his eyes as he formed his blade and summoned his gear, ready for the inevitable smashing of the doors. Sure enough, the doors were reduced to splinters with one slam, filling the room with dust and smoke, the inhuman roar of a creature being heard all around them, soon replaced with silence...until finally, a loud voice was heard,
"...Princess Nyna!!" The voice was feminine, authoritarian, and held a certain darkness to it that made Adrians' skin crawl. The smoke near the doorway began to clear, revealing NOT a monster, but a tall knight in black horned armor, sporting a red cape, weilding a simply diabolical longsword, and judging from the voice and the shape of the breastplate, they figured it was a woman wearing the armor, "I am glad you have returned," said the knight.
"And who the hell is this?" Asked Damon, jerking a thumb in the direction of the knight.
"That's the Black Knight..." answered Nyna, her voice filled with dread, "...before Zeus came into contact with her, she used to be our queen...and my mother..." Damon and Adrian whirled towards Nyna,
"That's your fucking mom?!" Damon turned back to the knight, "And it looks like she's about to go medieval on our asses..."
A/N: I appreciate all the followers and reviews for this story, and since we are approaching our 100th chapter I have to ask, what do YOU, the readers, want to see more of? More of a certain character? Less of a certain character? A different character introduced? A different shipping? A different route for the story? If there is something you wish to see in this story, feel free to speak up, and I shall take any and all into consideration.
Until then, see you next time!
