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The Prince of The Eternal Night. Fragment V.

- You've walked far, daughter of time. Too far indeed

The air was tense. The way Lord and Creature looked at each other was the statement that one of them would not come out from that encounter alive. 

- We have covered land and water for a millennium. We were crawling in misery under your watch, waiting for clemency from heaven but not a single word were heard from you gods. Thunderbolts and fire were the only things that came down from the skies.  

Rabelo could feel the hate and pain growing in the voice of the mortal in front of them, emanating from within each word coming out of her mouth, but he could not feel pity of her. Not after the loss of all the stars and their guardians. 

- Such a nonsense! You speak as it was our fault that humanity reached such a state!

-And it is your fault! Every attempt we made of going out of this failed and empty planet were violently blocked by you! 

- You were the ones that consumed the world.

For the first time the Lord spoke directly to the woman. His voice wasn't like any other voice that the mortal had heard in her entire life. It was like every word he spoke was an absolute truth. Actually, the moment the god opened his mouth, nature itself seemed like had become mute. 

And he continued, without any visible change in his semblance.

- We could not risk the future of other planets unleashing humanity's bottomless greed into the universe.

-So you waited for us to starve, looking down on us from your golden thrones, pleasuring yourself with the view and luxurious feasts!

Without warning the female warrior lifted her spear in the air and trowed it with incredible speed  towards the Lord but, before it could hit the intended target, the divine adviser quickly moved and blocked the weapon with an energy shield that resembled a six pointed star. 

Without breaking the flow of the battle the woman quickly covered the distance between she and the base of the spear and with the palm of her right hand she hit the desired spot, putting an enormous pressure over Rabelo's Shield. 

The moment the human hit the back of the spear cracks started to appear on the force shield and increase in number. The adviser knew that he had only a few seconds left. Even being unable to deflect, at that short distance, the spear he could easily dodge it but he wouldn't do so until his Lord were out of the weapon's path. 

When the shield was in the point of breaking the prince spoke again:

- Let it come Rabelo.

Without questioning orders, the adviser moved aside just in time to avoid the spear's tip, that had moments before drilled through the energy shield. But the Lord did not moved a inch and welcomed the weapon with opened arms, for Rabelo's panic and the woman's joy.

- No! 

-Yes!

Both of them screamed at the same time the simple words that were the carriers of their emotion;  Despair and Glory, respectively.

The woman smiled the moment she saw the spear drilling deeper and deeper the enemy's torso but soon her smile faltered. The body of the lord, that was right there a second ago, gave space to a copy of it made of shadows and disappeared a second later. Just to reappear right behind the trembling woman whom the face was now the portrait of fear.  She quickly turned her body to look at the enemy and jump backwards but the lord was faster than her and grabbed her face with his right hand. She  escaped  the lord's grapple hitting his arm with her left fist and put distance between them. But the moment she released herself from the enemy's domain the prince of dawn and dusk said:  

- It is too late.

And then she took a look around and noticed that it was already night. The trees were dancing with the wind in an unnatural way and both lords had disappeared. No animal or any other living being could be seem or heard near. And the only sound in the air was her breathing. She was alone. The thing she feared the most.

She was alone in the dark.


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