Burning Soul

‘Aeneas, you can’t save anyone!’ A sound echoed in his mind as he saw Arch charging onto him head-on.

He was rather helpless as he had spent all his energy and his body was in no shape, he just budged his head and closed his eyes. Theo who was not in control fought till he dropped his arm, Ember was lying unconscious after that scream.

The atmosphere there was vicious. The ground where they were present was full of deep trenches and blood on it. Air seemed impure. The battle was a lot of things, and it was unrealistic to pretend that exciting isn't one of them. It offers a person raw life: vibrant, terrifying, and full of the blast.

The capacity for self-sacrifice among human beings is nowhere more evident than in the bond between these two people during battle. This can be called the 'core experience of combat… The willingness to die for another person is a form of love, and is a profound and essential part of the experience '. Some combat veterans have felt that their lives never mattered more than when they were in combat.

They were in bad shape and the only way out of this was for him to hand over the Instrument.

The thing which Aeneas was not willing to do at all. He wished to fight and take a stand for themselves, but just because of his wounded body he was not able to move from his place, for which he discerned blameworthily and forced down a sick feeling. Heat crept into his cheeks, shame engulfed him. He quivered with indignation, every muscle tensed, fury blinded him. He possessed a number of emotions at the same time, but all in vain. Their alliance became weak.

‘Is there no other way!

Can I not save even the word I gave to her father? How weak have I become?’ Aeneas thought helplessly.

His voice became pale due to immense pain in his body. His eyes literally became wet due to this concept and tears rolled down his cheeks. He was very much disappointed at that time. In annoyance, he tried to get up back on his feet but the ache in his body was very severe which didn't even allow him to move his posture. The only thing which he could do at the time was to just remain on the ground where he was and stare at the situation going on.

“You are mine!” Arch didn’t show any sign of slowing down,

He was very much excited to fight after seeing them bleeding, suffering from body ache and exhausted. He was confident about the thought that one strike with the help of High Spirit Magic on them is enough to take their life.

Just a foot apart, he was blocked yet again, by Theodore.

This made Arch annoyed, and also he wasn't expecting any such move from someone who was in such a disgrace for instance. His facial expressions and body gestures changed, his eyes became vicious, blood boiled while staring at Theo's face, anger seared through him, his pulse slammed in his neck.

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“No one touches the boy!

He’s mine!” He stared down at the ground while talking and sounded haunting, his voice was creepy, and his eyes were still dead white.

His right arm was severed and was bleeding crazily, he somehow managed to block him by using his right shoulder as a base for his sword to stop after receiving the strike of Arch.

He used his body as he had lost another arm to block the attack.

“Huh!

Who the hell you think you are? Are you trying to order me around?

Have you not learnt from your lesson! Should I chop off that other arm too?” Arch was pretty annoyed after the intervention, he wasn’t expecting that.

“How many times people are going to stop me from getting what I want!” Ersa was even furious now.

She was exasperated by the situation. And was not able to find out that besides possessing High Spirit powers why was Arch not able to take their lives and finish off the battle going on.

She stepped forward to help Arch, closed her eyes while pointing her forefinger towards Arch and began chanting the magic spells but stopped midway. A shockwave seemed to have passed right through her,

“Already?

Tch, we were playing longer than we should have been!” She touched her head as if it hurt. She bit back a scream.

“What’s going on now?” Arch replied in an irritating tone,

“We are out of time Arch! We need to move out for now!” She replied with her casual tone.

“Out of Time, Just give me a min and I’ll snatch the instrument off of him!” Arch turned around towards Aeneas who was holding his sword in front in a defensive stance.

“Return!” Her chant abruptly teleported him near her,

“What the…”

“She is coming, I told you, remember?

Her expressions changed suddenly, worry gnawed at her. An alarm rang in her mind, her heart pounded, fear twisted her gut, her blood ran cold. It seemed that she was now frightened by something or someone, but was not speaking up about it.

And the Dome is out so we will be outnumbered soon and now is not the time to deal with them!”

She turned to Aeneas and continued, “There is time for everything! Besides, we already have one of two things we came for!”

He looked at her in confusion,

“You will bring that Instrument yourself! Or you’ll lose her,

Again!” Saying this she showed a smirk.

‘Her!’ Aeneas looked at her in a shocked expression, he had a hint of what she was talking about.

“You dare hurt him and run…. Not that easy!” Theo had a different thought in mind as he jumped high in the air,

He was levitating high in the air while chanting a spell.

“Oya,

that looks interesting!” Ersa looked up at him as he prepared the spell, or rather the person who was possessing him was preparing.

“It would be fun if we could take out even one of them, right?” She patted on the back of Arch,

“And I know whom to kill exactly!” He showed a smirk,

Using his lightning speed he grabbed Ember from where she was and pulled her back to where they stood. It happened just a moment later when Theo began his descent.

“That bastard!” Aeneas helplessly looked at the scene, his sharp eyes missed the trick Arch used and he regretfully slammed on the ground.

“See you Aeneas!” Ersa then waved him goodbye and opened a portal to walk through moments before Theo could hit, leaving behind Ember as a meat shield.

“Wake up kid!” Aeneas screamed but to no effect, his descent wasn’t slowing down.

‘This isn’t going to work Aeneas, move your body even if it kills you, or she will be dead.

Move!

You have to’ Aeneas clenched his fist and tried to use the lighting equipment to gain speed, but even after trying so hard, he couldn’t. He was not in the shape of even moving,

‘Move you piece of crap!’ He screamed to himself as he saw Theo closing on her.

“Nooooooooo!” He finally had his appliance and charged in with all his might, but he wasn’t close enough and Theo wasn’t slow at all!