Marrying a Werewolf To Save Her Hybrid Sister. - Chapter 308

The Lord had to fight despite the news that the knights brought. He dragged himself to Natasha and Eliot.

The rain was heavy and drenched them all, slowed their pace but gladly they had faeries beside them.

“Lady Natasha, you two must go after them,” he directed to a dirt road and added, “that path can lead you to the river, it has rugged spiky rocks so be careful.”

Natasha eagerly pulled Eliot with her. She couldn’t believe that Wilmore was dead. Those crafty magicians came with a surprise attack and were inclined to target Wilmore and the King of Abyss, but why? Eliot could track their blood so before getting late she was supposed to find them.

The Lord rushed back to William. He was in pain and hardly they could smash down the second hex. But the dark magicians were here and they could have revived it again if the king were not going to lock it.

“John and Tobias, bring your man to cover my son-in-law. Our family is here and we can’t lose them.”

John roared, hitting a small imp down with his ax and cutting its head.

“Son, let’s kill them all. Show them you are the son of a butcher.” He laughed.

Rave snarled, why would he mention that?

He killed a reptile and joined his father’s back to cover the king of Abyss and that little boy who was flaming!

Fighting until the next morning, William was drained out of strength, his magic wasn’t enough to lock these gates. Here needed the members of the table and one of them, unfortunately, was out of the stamina he required for this situation. Here he had no privilege to use.

His nose began to bleed and he knelt, his palm dropped the gate and his flames turned off. Frank rushed to him, protecting him from the magic balls that now had the advantage to kill him.

“Go, Frank! Get back to that Elf.”

“No!” He shouted, crying. Everything was already beyond his endurance. These devils killed his mother, if there was a right time to avenge, it was this time.

“Khine fei then!” he recited spells that William had taught him, the lashes of flames whipped out and hit the nearest magicians that were hitting the werewolves. This move encouraged everyone on the battlefield and they infiltrated ahead, killing and letting those magicians burn.

In the meantime, seven lightning hit the ground. The rain sped up and eyes drifted on the place where seven high magicians emerged majestically.

Dark magicians were shivering,  the vortex-like holes shaped on the ground and they fled. They knew this folk. The seven members of the table, the strongest magicians of Vita world that had gathered from over the world. All of them had worn masks and attended here which meant this mattered to them.

The elf Lady flew to the King of Vita, her mask was a white butterfly, glowing and exposing a rare beauty.

She smiled and pointed to the human boy, “I just poked him, don’t be mad at me!”

She put her hand on his arm, and a green light traveled over his body and shrouded his wounds.

“So you revived your power.”

“With your help.” She drew her hand back and stood up, “leave these gates to us. Go slay those reptiles.”

William got to his feet, there was no pain in his body anymore, however, he could not deny that there was no cure for his tiredness but some sleep.

When the king and his human boy were far enough, the seven magicians gathered in front of the huge gates on the chest of those black glinting rocks.

Five high magicians made magical balls of the world’s base elements, balls that had spirits of water, fire, air, iron, and, soil. The other two were different, the heads of the table and masters of spirits, they let out black and white clouds, they shaped into dragons and sneaked to either gate and then the magical spirit element hit the gates and the carved words on the gates turned to gold. Iron locked the gates and a circle made of two dragons formed on it, sealing the gates.

When they were done, all of the high magicians disappeared except one, Master Gaven. He kept killing the imps and reached Lord James.

“I am going after them.”

“Be safe master.”

Lord James stated and the masked dwarf vanished. He had no idea that Gaven was holding the power of the air.

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Eliot and Natasha galloped in the dark road, the place was scary and they could be attacked by surprise. But they could slip it, gladly. Breaking the rain and stomping the hooves, the horses continued crossing the rough path. Their eyes were covered by leather covers to help them skip the sharp wind and cold.

“Eliot, can you hear the river?”

“Yes, we are close.”

As he notified, they arrived at the river but what they saw was savage rumbling water that was devastating the rocks.

She dismounted and began to search for footprints.

“Eliot, do you smell blood?”

“I do, come!” He flashed to a road that had red soil but a hand pushed him back, before his boots touched the soil.

“Fool, do you want to die!”

Eliot looked back at the dwarf. Master Gaven?

“Master…master! He can smell their blood!” She said in distress.

“I know, this is the gate of hell. Even I can’t enter.”

He pointed to the two soldiers that were carved above, showing palms as stop signs.

“How could they enter?”

Eliot asked, standing beside him.

“It was their destiny. To those who are allowed to pass this soil with turn yellow. Look at the prints, one person passed!”

“But I smell two blood types.”

“Yes, one couldn’t walk and the other one Carried him.”

Natasha could no longer stand on her shuddering legs. Was he alive? That magic ball hit him.

“Can he survive?”

“He is not the fainted one, Natasha!” Eliot extended his hand for her, his eyes filled with love and sympathy, “he is the one who stepped on the other side.”

She put her hand on his and got up. Either way, it was painful, the Lord’s son was not fine then.

“Master Geven, I didn’t know that the abyss of hell has a gate!”

“The gates appear and vanish!”

He notified and as he said that the prints vanished, the red soil, the road, the soldiers, all disappeared and a rough Mountain was before them.

“Their journey was destined together.”

Gaven whispered and vanished.