Reign’s arm was suspended above him, ready to strike Raal with his pure-white lightning. He was still, his eyes were wide in shock over the words he had just heard.
“You, what did you just say?” Reign speaks calmly, trying to hide the fact that his mind was in turmoil right now.
“I asked you if you wanted to save your friends, I can help you do that.”
“How?”
“Ccc, you have to give me an answer first, will you accept my proposal or not?”
“How can I be sure that you aren’t deceiving me?”
Raal was standing in front of Reign and watching him as he talked. He was confused, what happened to this human, did he lose his mind?
He had no plans on saying anything though. The lightning enveloping Reign’s sword was powerful enough to extinguish his life in a mere moment. He wasn’t ready to die yet, his mistress had promised him large rewards if he managed to hold an anchor point and deceive the orcs.
Not to mention that the pressure emanating from the lightning and Reign himself was overwhelming, it was as if he was once again standing in front of his mistress. Fear and death were the only two things he could feel when looking at the human in front of him.
(How could he become so powerful?!”) Thought Raal as he gulped in fear.
“I never lie Reign, that is one thing that you can be sure of, have I ever lied to you before?”
That was true, every time the voice spoke it would be because it was enraged at someone or something, those emotions would be then transferred to Reign who would gain extraordinary powers for a brief moment. But still, he remembered what Raegan told him before he left.
“Don’t listen to the thing inside of you alright?”
Remembering those words Reign was torn between what to do. Should he take the risk and trust the voice?
Could it truly bring his friends back?
Or should he simply do what he had planned on doing in the first place?
“You’re thinking of what that man told you huh?
The voice echoes in his head. Suddenly Reign turns his head around.
“Surprised?”
He was standing right next to him. A black robe that fell down to his ankles. Raven-black hair was slightly curved at the ends while falling down nearly to his shoulders, something that happened after he hadn’t cut it for more than a month. Black eyes that seemed to absorb all the light in the vicinity.
That was the description of the person standing next to him. The style of clothing, the color of his hair and eyes was different but, it was him.
“You, how are you?”
“I am you Reign, the other side of the same coin.” The dark Reign speaks while smiling at him. Darkness was twisting around as black lightning could be seen flickering around him. 𝒃𝒆𝒐𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝙘𝙤𝒎
Two sides of the same coin. One clad in light while the other in darkness. Raal was shocked to the point of wanting to die right now.
(He-he is-) Before his thought could be finished he stopped as he felt his very soul almost left his body. The dark Reign had looked straight at him with a menacing smile.
“Shhhh.” His voice could be heard in Raal’s head as he simply gulps in fear.
(Even death won’t save me from him huh?) Raal mockingly smiles at himself. He finally knew why Reign was so powerful, his mistress? She was not even worth mentioning compared to him.
“Now Reign, what will you do?”
“You said you are a part of me right?”
“Yes, so you should trust me, after all, who can you trust if not yourself?”
“Then why can he see you?”
“Huh?” The dark Reign blinks innocently at his question. That was bad, he didn’t think things through, after all, he didn’t think that Reign was in a condition where he would still look at every single detail.
“Well that’s- no!” The dark Reign suddenly screams as Reign swings his sword at Raal. Halfway through though he stops and looks at him with a smile.
“I think I figured it out, why you don’t want me to kill him that is.”
“Not just that but everything, if my theory is correct then your words were definitely true, you can save them, but so can I right?”
“Tch, damn it.” The dark Reign says with annoyance as he looks at Reign.
“Don’t feel bad, you were very persuasive, I was ready to give in you know?”
“But I remembered something.”
Reign says as he slashes down at Raal. The white lightning passes through him, leaving only ashes in his stead.
“What?”
Everything around them suddenly stops. Cracks form on the air itself as the dimension they were in was slowly falling apart.
“The devil also doesn’t lie,” Reign says with a smile. (Authors note: Yes, I know that this is very debatable, but in my book and this world it’s true. So no arguing pleaseeeee!!!)
The dimension slowly falls apart like cracked glass as Reign disappears. The dark Reign looks at the place he previously stood and chuckles.
“The devil doesn’t, hmph, well you’re not too far off boy.” He looks around at the half-destroyed dimension.
“I hope you can defend for a long time, I’m anticipating what you might become, as for this petty little mind trick, I guess I should give some payback huh.” He laughs lightly as he sends a tiny bolt of lightning in the distance before the dimension completely breaks apart.
“Reign!” Shadow shakes his friend who had just opened his eyes. They were still on the final floor, standing right in front of the final boss, Raal.
Raal had his eyes wide open as he springs up from his throne. His mind was racing as he couldn’t believe the situation before him.
“Impossible, how did you- arrghh!” He suddenly screams in pain as he clutches his head before falling down onto his throne.
“What did you do human!?” He shouts in anger while still grabbing onto his head that was throbbing in pain.
“Sorry, did that hurt you, I just destroyed that little illusion of yours.” Reign smiles gleefully at Raal.
“You nearly got me to be honest, I should have figured it out even earlier, you and the enemies were simply too strong, no matter how you look at it, it was simply too big of a difference compared to the rest of the dungeon,” Reign says while taking the scimitar out of the inventory. He actually felt a bit awkward now without it. A normal sword in the right hand and a curved one in the left, it was a weird sight.
“Kill them!” Raal roars as over a hundred hobgoblins charge at the party from the darkness. Reign smiled at the familiar sight. The difference from before was that the hobgoblins were normal ones with variants mixed with them. He could see two that looked stronger, they were probably elites.
“So, what are we waiting for guys?” Reign smiles at Shadow and the others as he charges at the enemies. Lightning flickers around him as he slices apart the pitiful hobgoblins that stood in his way. Wolf and Shadow look at each other before smiling helplessly. They all charge as Beast was moving between them. In such a formation he was free to shoot his arrows without worry.
Explosions, tremors, flames, there was a multitude of things happening at every passing second as they were decimating the enemies around them. Raal was dumbstruck at the sight. He had used almost all of his mana together with the power his mistress had given him to launch the mind attack at Reign.
(He should be dead, how, just how did he break through the illusion?!) His mind was racing to find an answer and a way out of the situation. His strength was in controlling minds, a weakened version of his mistress’s power that could take over souls with ease. With his minions losing the battle and him being injured there was no way out, he was going to die today.
“No, not like this, my troops, kill them all!” He roars as purple flames erupt from his body, in an instant over a hundred beams of purple mana hit the hobgoblins before setting them ablaze as well. Compared to the illusion the power-up was weaker as the flames were much dimmer. The hobgoblins were still on the losing end even with it.
“Tch, annoying tricks,” Reign says as he goes holds nothing back while fighting. His body was clad in lightning as he flickers between enemies who fall dead shortly after. His speed was far above them and most of the time they couldn’t even react to his attacks.
Clang!
An elite was finally able to defend against his attack. With a ferocious smile, Reign swings his two swords without any notion of defending. Dual-wielding was not something he was accustomed to but even so, he was able to inflict many wounds on the elite swordsman who was simply helpless against the onslaught.
Downward slash
With his curved sword high in the air, Reign uses his skill and brings it down ferociously. The poor hobgoblins knees shake as the impact from the attack was a bit too much for him. Without any moment to rest the hobgoblin’s eyes go wide as a lightning lance was coming at his chest.
Lightning stab
The sword easily pierces through the chest of the defenseless hobgoblin. Pale white light could be seen coming out from Reigns’ eyes as he continues with his onslaught.
Wolf and the others were in similar situations. Greenie had used both of his racial abilities and was decimating the hobgoblins with his huge size. The great hammer was smashing apart 3 to 5 enemies with every swing while the phantom of Groll could be seen nearby, fighting the enemies who had no way of defending against the raw power contained in each of his swings.
Tank had used his set ability and went on a frenzy, he was still conscious and aware of his actions, the blood frenzy was a tough skill to use but he was holding on without too much difficulty.
Shadow was wielding his flaming dagger as he was cutting the necks of many goblins. Each of his swings would make a fountain of blood spurt out of them, only to be absorbed by the dagger right away. Wolf’s flames were burning the hobgoblin’s apart as he was now taking on the other elite. A tinge of purple could be seen in the ghostly green flames as he was wearing a smile while fighting recklessly.
Beast was calmly shooting his arrows while his wolves were standing guard around him. With their levels now higher they were able to effectively fight the normal hobgoblins.
After only a couple of minutes had passed before all the hobgoblins were dead. Seeing all of his troops dead Raal was in despair, he had no more mana left, and even moving was something that took a huge toll on his body right now. Before he could even say anything a sword enveloped by lightning was thrown at him. The sword pierces deeply in his chest as it embeds him on the throne.