The Irispire Portal by Robinson Castillo

Author:Robinson Castillo [Castillo, Robinson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-18T06:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Six

I kneel in front of The Destroying Angel and pick it up. I smile because, in the back of my mind, I hear Astraea saying, "How many times do I have to tell you to stop dropping your sword?" A quick sadness follows after realizing she's not here with me.

I stand up. My muscles and joints are throbbing, and my jaw is constantly sending shooting pains up to my brain.

I turn to Lara and say, "Thank you."

Lara points her shortsword at me. "Where is the fugitive, Kylanthansa Uthmandir?"

God, please no. I'm tired of fighting, and I don't want to fight her. My legs are Jell-O, and the rope bridge is shaky underneath us. Whatever nanobots I had inside my body are all gone. They are designed to disintegrate after twelve hours of being put in. It's safe to say, me repeatedly injuring myself throughout the day, rendered all the work they did useless. There is no possible way I would win a fight with Lara, even with an indestructible sword. She's already shown me that she knows how to defend against The Destroying Angel in a fight.

"Holy crap, Lara," I say to her. "You cannot possibly be serious about this right now. There are bigger problems here. We just fought the most powerful demonic possession in the last thousand years. Look at this place. It's madness."

"Call me Lara again," she says, snarling.

Damn it.

"Larastrumbala, I apologize. But please, look around."

Her violet eyes take a glance at her surroundings and then return to me.

"This is no business of The Elven Nations," says Lara. "We came here to apprehend a fugitive."

"Larastrumbala, listen to me. The whole world is in danger. That includes Superior. Thaddeus has been manipulating this whole thing. Kyle and I were both set up."

"I do not care!" she says. "I have come for the fugitive Kylanthansa Uthmandir. I will not let you get in my way."

"Stop calling him 'fugitive.' He's your brother," I say. "Come on, say it. Say he's your brother. You can do that, can't you?"

"If you continue to obstruct my—"

"What? You'll kill me?"

I sheathe The Destroying Angel and walk to her with empty arms outstretched. Flames engulf the ends of the rope-bridge we're standing on. The bridge shudders beneath our feet. She keeps her balance while mine struggles through injuries.

"Go ahead, Larastrumbala Uthanasa," I say in Elven. "Go on kill me. Thaddeus has successfully raised Marchosias. They've captured the new Bearer. This, all of this fire and torment is what awaits our world. War is coming. Now is the time we need allies, not rivals.

"But if I have to die fighting you, then so be it," I say. "I shall do what I can to give your brother enough time to escape your judgment. He is not in the wrong here. And the rules you are clinging to no longer apply."

The rope-bridge teeters. I see a break in Lara's resolve. Her full lips contract into a thin line with each breath. She looks up. The erolith are fighting for their lives against a vampiric horde with an endless reserve of manpower.

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