The impact was deafening, a thunderous clash of steel and enigmatic might that sent shockwaves rippling through the chamber.
Even though Northern’s clone had stood his ground powerfully, he flew away like a ragdoll, crashing into the wall and almost shattering it.
Night Terror instantly rushed forward, its massive form becoming a black blur of motion as it unleashed a torrent of black flames and claws upon the castle lord.
Koll twisted and contorted, his demonic visage twisting into a rictus of fury as he fended off the dual assault.
Despite crashing into the wall, Northern’s clone quickly regained his footing. Determination etched across his face, he lunged forward, his sword glinting with a cold, silver light.
Night Terror also joined the attack, its claws burning with a black flame that looked like live darkness.
Nortnern at first wondered what it was, but at a second glance through the clone’s eye, he could tell.
Void essence.
‘Was that how its supposed to be though… it looks too nefarious.’
The chamber reverberated with their clash, a symphony of violence that echoed through the halls.
Stone and debris scattered in their wake as the force of their blows sent shockwaves rippling through the surroundings.
Inside the throne room was a whirlwind of steel and claw that threatened to tear the very castle asunder.
Northern’s clone fought with a ferocity born of desperation, his blade a blur of silver as he fought with the best ability while escaping death everytime by the skin of the teeth.
Perhaps, their enemy would have been bested long ago if it wasn’t a maelstrom rank and a being that defied common sense.
The fact that the castle lord could talk alone and called itself Koll, introduced a variable that Northern never calculated.
And now he found himself with one unanswerable question.
Even with Night Terror’s might, his clone and him, would they be able to defeat this monster.
Northern wanted to make sure he answered that question before proceeding to the battlefield.
Of course, he felt like a coward for hiding but he was long past that.
The day he decided to prioritize his safety, he became a coward.
And if he would be a coward, he was going to be an overpowered one. Yes. An Overpowered Coward.
The clash of steel against claws echoed deafeningly as Northern’s clone locked blades with the sinister castle lord.
His muscles strained, veins bulging against his pale skin as he mustered every ounce of strength to hold his ground.
Sparks flew as Koll’s razor-sharp claws raked across the silver steel of the clone’s sword, the metallic screech piercing the air.
While they tangled with each other, Night Terror let loose a bone-chilling roar, plumes of black flames erupting from its gaping maw.
The monster’s massive form became a blur as it charged, claws wreathed in a nefarious darkness that seemed to leech the very light from the chamber.
Koll’s eyes narrowed, his pallid visage contorting into a vicious scowl as he released a shockwave of red aura with a sweep of his arm.
The red aura slammed into Night Terror like a tidal wave, staggering the monster momentarily.
Then Koll glared. In that time Northern’s clone swept in, hoisting his sword upward from below in a graceful arc.
Koll was focused on Night Terror, even Northern thought it was going to be a sure hit.
But all of a sudden, the silver sword stopped mid air. Without looking, Koll had caught the sword within its hand.
‘What the hell…’ Northern from the darkness commented dreadfully. Albeit inwardly also.
Koll still didn’t spare the clone a glance. The air surrounding him seemed to disregard the clone and not take him seriously at all.
Instead, his eyes were on Night Terror. His monstrous voice filled the room again.
“Something is different about you. It’s offsetting. You are different, you smell different. I can tell because the blood of my master runs deep in your veins. You too are a creature of Khorn. What have you done to yourself?”
Night Terror did not respond, instead glared maliciously at him as it slowly bent to launch another round of attacks.
Koll turned his head toward the clone, “Perhaps I should ask the human whom you have brought”
Silence ensued for two seconds. Then the castle lord looked deep into the eyes of the clone.
“You are there aren’t you… you can see me from these spurious eyes.”
Northern had that moment jerked backwards in the darkness, staggering and almost falling.
A monster that could see him through the link of his clone?
‘What kind of horror is this bastard?’
Something was very wrong about the castle lord. Something was not adding up at all.
Perhaps the true defiant was the castle lord and not Night Terror?
A million theories ran through Northern’s mind in a split second.
And all boiled down to one single question.
‘What do I do… run or fight?’
Northern frowned, he’d been over this before. And he didn’t need to visit again.
‘No, this has to end today!’
‘What do I do… run or fight?’
Northern frowned, he’d been over this before. And he didn’t Now that the castle lord was aware of his presence and even could see him through the eyes of his clone, it was useless hiding.
His element of surprise had been busted. He had to join the fight.
‘I think my plan to stall and preserve my stamina has been successful so far. Anymore would just be me being greedy. Now, we have to bring this fight to an end’
Northern slowly walked out of the corner and towards the entrance of the room. In a few steps, he was standing in the same scenery with Night Terror, his clone and their foe.
‘I’m not sure if this will work… but I have a feeling it will.’ freeweɓnovel.cm
Northern clenched his fist and raised his head. What he intended to do was the highest order of insanity and losing his common sense.
A frown contorted on his face as his mouth opened.
He hesitated, still not sure if it would work. But he asked anyway, facing Koll.
“Who are you?”
Northern’s voice crept out in monster tongue.
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[A/N]
I have a big announcement to make when we get to chapter 100, look forward to it guys, I swear you’d be surprised. Heheeee
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