my forest god. I turn back to the guards, and for the first time I see fear flicker in their eyes. They know they are going to lose. Faced with my monsters, they are terrified, but they still follow orders. They dive back into the fray as the noise of screams and fighting begins again.
I watch Aska rip the souls from people, cutting them like strings. A nephilim lands on his back, but he flaps his wings and impales him on his spikes by smashing him into the ceiling. Looking around, blood covering my hands and claws, I meet Lucy’s eyes where he’s standing, watching it all go down with a smile on his face. He feels me and turns his head, his red gaze meeting mine.
If I joined in, little walker, they would be dead in a blink. Where is the fun in that? Bathe in their blood like you wanted.
Just then someone slices across my back. I feel my skin split as pain thunders through me. Spinning, I snarl at the nephilim and tackle him, slashing with my claws again and again. Blood and skin soar as he tries to fend me off, but it’s no use. I lean down and rip out his throat with my teeth, spitting it on his dying face before throwing myself at one who’s stabbing at a whimpering wolf.
He is surrounded, his brown pelt covered in blood, still snarling as he lunges and retreats. Tearing the head off one guard, I slide between another’s legs and punch him in the junk. As he falls, I leap onto his face and tear off his nose before slashing his throat. Glancing at the others, I see the wolf is eating one as another sneaks up on him.
Oh no you don’t, I think, but a nephilim grabs me from behind just as I’m about to take him down. Fuck. But then my wolf bounds over, knocking over anyone in his way, and picks up the nephilim like a toy, dragging him around as he screams and tries to stab at his muzzle. My wolf is bigger, really big actually. Wow.
I watch in awe, just hanging in this guy’s grip, but then the nephilim stabs into my wolf’s muzzle, making him cry out in pain as he drops him. Oh hell no. Lurching forward, I throw myself on the guy, but I land on the floor, so I grab his ankles and pull him down, grunting as he lands on the nephilim already piled on me.
Fuck.
But then the weight lifts, and Lucy stares down at me, holding both fighting nephilim, one in each hand like they are nothing more than a nuisance. “Okay, walker?”
I nod and he smashes the nephilim together. I hear their skulls crack and then burst like melons, gore raining down on me. Lucy crouches, wiping some brain matter off my face. “Then continue, I enjoy watching you fight. It is...erotic.”
“You’re messed up, you know that, right, Lucy?” I laugh.
“Devil, darling, what more do you expect?” He winks before helping me to my feet and then disappears as soon as he arrived, leaning back against his wall, his eyes on me. He waves me on to continue, making me giggle as I turn to take in how we are doing.
Monsters are everywhere, and the walls are red with blood. Nephilim are being pushed back, but they are still fighting hard, still trying to follow orders, even to their deaths. I’m done with this, I want to see the council.
Stepping back, I feel for the power that waits inside me, and it draws from the floor, racing towards me from the blood and corpses scattered around—both ours and theirs. More and more comes to me until, with a scream, it bursts. My arms fling out as I’m thrown into the air. My mouth and eyes are open, and I can see them lighting up, swirling with visible power. It grows stronger and stronger until I know if I don’t get rid of it, it will kill me.
I do the only thing I can do—I send it outwards, trying to aim it at the nephilim. I feel each person it hits. Friends are strengthened, while enemies explode in a shower of muscle, bone, and blood until there is nothing left. Just a massacre with me in the middle, floating above the ground like some great big glow worm.
The power drains, heading back deep within me, still there but not as much as before as my