Chapter 26: Demon Army - Part 2
I looked around and tried to read the room to understand why so many had red colors on their skin, the most confusing thing being that it seemed like they were different creatures. The leader yelled a moment ago while monitoring everyone, and everyone looked starved. Stella was eating like we were in a hurry, and she had some meat in front of her, which I didn’t dare ask where it came from.
“So, are you ready for the battle? I AM!” She asked with food in her mouth, which made the situation even worse.
I tried to gather for a second to figure out what she meant. Half an hour ago, I arrived here, and she talked about a battle.
“Eh, what do you mean by battle?”
She tried to swallow the food and herself on the chest several times to get the food down.
“Yes! You challenged Tritor to a battle between you two after you lost five times in a row during practice. That is so evil of you.”
People usually say evil is a hero's journey to mess with something in dangerous situations, but she called me evil, which is the other way as a hero...maybe?
“Y...yeah! So evil!” I said to play along with this charade.
Stella got up and then yelled:
“LET THE EVIL BATTLE BEGIN!” And everyone inside the cabin started to cheer on with strange-sounding roars.
I followed her outside, and everyone was cheering like I was entering like a king. When I approached the big ring, I saw the other demon-looking guy covered in red, strangely bald, which I found hilarious.
Stella took off my shirt even though I tried to resist, but she was so strong, and I didn’t want her to rip it off from me, so I yielded. She went around to my back and put something like a headband around my head, and then it was complete silence. She put her hand on my back with a burning sensation around it like it was on fire.
“Who did these scars?” She asked.
I didn’t want to answer her; I just wanted to forget about what happened before.
“Nothing!” I answered and tried to cut it short.
She walked into the crowd and looked at me with sadness. My hands turned into black fire, but it was completely different this time. The fire wasn’t all over the place and was calmly burning in the center of both my palms. Does this mean I have complete control over the powers now?
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“BEGIN!” someone yelled in the air, and the big red guy with a bald head and two small horns started to leap towards me.
I noticed I was in the air flying, but the demon was still far away; what hit me? I looked down at my chest with a black fire circle with a yellow light ball looking light trying to push towards my chest. I hit the wall and knew the demon had shot something towards me. When I fell on the ground, I quickly got up unharmed, and a kick came towards me. I rolled to the side with the black fire returning to my hands. Well, this is cool. Does it move around in my body now?
“I am going to eat you?” He uttered with his yellow eyes, making me think that this demon maybe was on drugs.
He also had some fire, but a bright yellow fire covered his arms. Not a fair fight, but let's see who will fucking win this shit. We both charged towards each other, and I knew that bastard was sneaky. It threw a yellow fireball toward me, which made me slide a bit to the left and directly turn to the right with a flying punch toward the demon; my left knuckle got stuck midair. Triforce or whatever the demon's name was. With a smile towards me and snake-like eyes staring right at me, I felt an immense pain in my stomach. I looked down; it had thrown something into my unprotected area as I had all my black fire focused on my left knuckle, and the pain was getting worse.
“AHHHH!” I screamed in the air and pushed with all the energy I had left within my left arm when suddenly my punch went through and hit it, so it flew a couple of meters away.
I fell to the ground with burning flesh all over my stomach; this won't heal well at all. My body was shaking in shock from the burned stomach as I slowly got up from the ground, trying to prepare myself for the next attack. The demon slowly got up after my hit and was bleeding, but it was bleeding a dark green color. It stretched out its right arm, and people in the circle moved away as an axe flew in perfectly.
“What was that? Are you going to say LITRPG...Assemble, now? That is not fair game when you already have a light ball.”
It didn’t react to my question about cheating; maybe it didn’t understand. I stretched my left arm out and hoped something would happen, but the crowd didn’t move an inch, and nothing happened. Well, I tried at least, hoping I would get some LITRPG weapon or something, but I suppose this isn’t a LITRPG world; otherwise, I wouldn’t call this hurt on the verge of dying.
“You need to control your powers!” Stella uttered in the crowd.
Control häh! That sounds like a good idea. The ax suddenly caught on fire like the situation couldn’t get worse than it already was. The demon was preparing for an attack when it suddenly stretched out the other arm, and the crowd moved again with one more axe joining the battle.
“Oh, come on! How the hell is this a fair fight?” I asked it, and of course, there was no reaction.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for one second, trying to focus, and with full force, I hit both my wrists together, noticing the black fire burned to my elbow. A little bit of shielding, at least, is what I got here. We started to run towards each other when a tunnel showed up right before impact, and I went through it noticing I was in a village and chaos everywhere, cabins on fire with demons killing innocent citizens all around me. I saw Stella plunge a big knife into a child with wings and she was enjoying it with her red eyes completely lit up. Was she a goner now? Why am I pushed around in some memories or a time loop? When Stella got caught in another child and was going to attack, I started to run towards her with bodies falling all around me, but it was no time to think about everything around me; I needed to stop her, but if I couldn't. I have to kill her.