Book 3. Chapter 32.

  “The Awakening of Darkness 2.” Part 1

  The bright glow of the sword exceeded that of Kalysto's body by a small amount, yet it cut through her abdomen as easily as the tip of a spoon would cut through cream cheese.

  Holy shit! Her face lost all the color it had at the sight of the wound as blood gushed like a spring. And for the second time since coming to Elinor the raw possibility of dying without an escape route stole her breath. Her insides shrank in terror at the thought of dying. She no longer had a home stone that activated almost immediately, and teleportation spells took more than thirty seconds to activate.

  Regeneration! Jhil! Regeneration! Jhil! She thought full of desperation investing a large amount of mana to heal herself and speed up the process, but before she could finish doing so Morrigan's sword pierced her hips from one side to the other, cutting her in two.

  Suddenly the world changed angles as her upper body fell to the left.

  [The passive skill Regeneration has been activated.]

  “Kalysto!” Aegir shouted, materializing at her back. The shield he had just created cracked before the white light surrounding the dark priestess' sword. Leaving Aegir's sword as the only obstacle to stop the next attack of Morrigan who tried to pierce Kalysto's heart and finish off the fairy champion quickly.

  And although the demon king's sword was a gift that the dark god himself had made for the first king of the demon race, small lines were created around the point where the two swords met.

  Aegir extended his shadow, pulling Kalysto's lower body into it and then transforming into a swirl of shadows, enveloping the upper body of the former saintess and pulling them both away.

  But Morrigan followed them, running after them, giving them no room for respite.

  So Aegir extended his shadow as he stopped, tucking the other part of Kalysto inside it, giving her a chance to regenerate and heal herself while he gave her some time as he faced Morrigan.

  And that was exactly what she did.

  “Jhil! Regeneration! Jhil!” she whispered, unsure if her voice could be heard outside the vast darkness that constituted Aegir's shadow.

  Now I understand why Tsuki would rather go into mine than into the inventory. She realized as she finished healing and could observe how the different objects that Aeguir kept there floated in the void, allowing her to interact with them at the same time that at the top, she could observe everything that was happening in the outside world, as if it was a gigantic glass door that was closed.

  It was a little over five minutes before she was able to finish healing herself, drink a health potion and swim to the surface, transforming into shadows.

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  Aegir's devastated body welcomed her, while he could barely support himself thanks to his sword, which was about to break.

  I'm actually surprised he survived this long. She thought. Inspect!

  [Sword.

  Name: Dragon Destroyer

  Class: Divine.

  Strength +100

  Penetration +50

  HP +100

  MP +100

  Stamina +100

  Agility +100]

  Ether +100]

  “Jhil! Regeneration!” she whispered as she regained her physical form and positioned herself right behind Aegir at the same time she began to heal him and read the specs of Morrigan's sword. Being surprised to find for the first time a weapon that was not only divine class, but also had ether in it.

  How the hell did she get it? She couldn't help but think about it, wanting to have one, or at least find out the way they had managed to enchant it with ether.

  Morrigan's cold gray gaze bore into her, rage drawing on her face as soon as she realized that Kalysto was healing the demon king.

  “Dark Jhil Ezhil!” she shouted immediately. A wave of dark energy erupted from her body, reopening the wounds that had previously closed.

  “Dispel Ezhil!” countered Kalysto. Quickly covering her body with ether, she continued to heal herself and the demon king. Then, she had to duplicate the copy she had of Aegir's sword, so he could continue fighting.

  For the next three hours, more or less the same pattern was repeated. As Aegir protected Kalysto each time her body was damaged enough that she had to hide back inside his shadow and recover, then come back out and heal him, then hand him a duplicate of the sword he had allowed her to duplicate months ago and which she had enchanted to help her level up her profession.

  It was long after Kalysto, who was used to fighting for hours, that she began to notice the signs of exhaustion in Morrigan.

  Of course being a Saintess she is not used to keeping up this pace. She thought with satisfaction as she saw that the continuous expenditure of mana was starting to take its toll on someone else, just as it was happening to her in the beginning.

  So far only the skills with divine class had been able to cause any damage to the giant eye or Morrigan. She thought.

  Beginning to hope that they might finally have a chance to defeat her and prevent Seth's awakening, she approached Aegir.

  I have a plan. She thought right after looking at him and pointing to her own forehead, indicating for him to read it.

  I'm all ears.

  But before she could tell him, a giant spear of light appeared out of nowhere, piercing the altar along with the giant eye that had finally finished regenerating from the damage caused by Kalysto.

  And over the remains of the altar, holding a second spear of light that pierced the eye, Mhiralla appeared.

  “Get away from him!” Morrigan shouted, throwing her sword with all her might.

  Mhiralla instead, only smiled. Surrounding her body with ether, allowing the white radiance to protect her, she still created a protective barrier in the form of a wall.

  But to the goddess' great surprise, the Barrier shattered into thousands of pieces before the sword's ether.

  And right after that, her abdomen was pierced by the sharp object.

  Her face contorted at the unexpected pain just before a pair of black tentacles sprouted from the eye and tried to reach her. But she quickly got rid of them, cutting them off with a new spear of light, which she buried in the large eye.

  “Nooooo!” Morrigan shouted, her voice laden with despair as Mhiralla stretched out her hand and a rain of hundreds of light spears were hurled at the three fighters still on the battlefield.

  A shower of lightning followed.

  Then Mhiralla pulled the sword out of her body, absorbed its ether and then destroyed it.

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