Rosie's Games

Chapter 342: Too Late

The smell of something burning filled the air as Atior staggered. She clutched the relic tighter as she glared at the hooded individual who suddenly attacked her with a bolt of lightning.

Luckily, she was able to avoid it as she sensed the arrival of someone Blessed behind her.

"A sorcerer I see" the woman behind the hood uttered, her voice sounding strained. Her hand was crackling with lightning. "Die!"

*BANG!*

Without warning, she sent a bolt of lightning toward Atior. However, the latter was able to conjure what looked like shadowy creatures swirling around her, protecting her from the lighting.

Seeing this, the one wearing the hood sent arcs of lightning, each bolt exploding on contact with a satisfying crackle.

"Who Who are you!?" the woman wearing a hood spoke. "I have never heard of someone that could " she made a deliberate pause as if she just realized something crucial. "You are one of them!"

*BANG!*

*BANG!*

*BANG!*

"You reeked of darkness!" the woman screamed. "You should just die!"

"Too much blabber!" Atior responded. This time, she sent the creatures swirling around her toward the hooded figure. She launched a blast of darkness toward her opponent.

"You underestimate me! Darkness will never win!"

*BANG!*

*BANG!*

*BANG!*

For a few seconds, the two were locked into a fight where both of their abilities were canceling each other out amidst the grove of towering trees surrounding them.

This location was not that far away from the market but it was filled with trees and was unoccupied by humans as the empire had turned the area into a part.

However, the air that was once thick with the scent of pine and earth, was now filled with the smell of something burning.

"Atior!" Rosalind's arrival surprised the two. She wasted no time as she sent some darkness toward the one wielding lightning.

"You Another sorceress!?"

"Ena Thun's daughter. It is nice to see you again," Rosalind smiled. Since she was wearing another face, so Lurea did not recognize her. She narrowed her eyes at the woman who ended Milith's life.

Just thinking about what happened made her blood boil. She could feel the darkness inside her responding to her anger. It was as if it fueled the darkness, feeding her, and making her stronger with each passing moment.

She could feel the darkness in every little part of her body, crackling, ready to defend herself or attack her enemies at any given moment.

"You know me," Lurea calmly responded. Still, she did not remove the hood that covered her face.

"Why wouldn't I? You are nothing but Ena's dog."

"I am not her dog!"

Rosalind snorted. She could feel the darkness inside her growing more and more intense.

Somehow, this gave her confidence. She took a deep breath and almost immediately, shadows swirled and danced around her as though they were alive, the air crackled with an almost intangible energy.

Rosalind felt alive.

She felt free.

For some reason, the feeling of power as it coursed through her veins felt really good, it felt intoxicating.

With each breath, she felt her strength increasing, her mind clearing, her focus sharpening.

The anger inside her seemed to have awoken something both terrifying and exhilarating.

"You-" Lurea hissed. "What are you!?"

Rosalind responded with a snort. "I guess, you wouldn't know!"

"My" Atior wanted to stop Rosalind.

"Continue gathering the relics. I will take care of her." Rosalind said. Atior gave her a look before she handed Rosalind the relic that she took earlier. Then she disappeared.

"You are one of them!? Another one of the Duke's "

"You talk a lot!" Rosalind said, her voice low. She was powerless to control her current anger.

Soon, the darkness surrounding her seemed to intensify, as if it had taken on a life of its own. Clearly, the changes were the reason Lurea was a bit hesitant to attack.

Suddenly, Lurea sent a bolt of lightning, but this one did not bounce back on impact. Instead, it was absorbed by the darkness surrounding Rosalind.

A weird sensation filled her body the moment the lightning touched her darkness. She could feel it, she could feel life inside the lightning!

"You Freak!"

*BANG!*

*BANG!*

*BANG!*

For a few seconds, Lurea sent bolts of lightning, each was bigger and stronger than the other. As her lightning clashed with Rosalind's darkness, the trees around them shook. Leaves rustled and branches creaked. However, the lightning did not seem to affect Rosalind at all.

The grove of trees had become a battleground as Lurea continued to lash out.

Seeing how her lightning did not seem to affect Rosalind, it angered Lurea so much that her body started shaking. She could feel blood trickling from her mouth from overusing her lightning, but she did not care.

She refused to believe that a mere sorcerer would be able to stand against her lightning!

Lurea might be young, but she was raised in a place that made her stronger. She was confident that she was stronger than all people her age.

The Duke of Wugari's insult to her was enough!

How could she accept another one that could not only withstand her abilities but absorbed them as if they were nothing?

"Are you done!?" the woman smiled a smile that did not reach her eyes as she stared at Lurea. She angled her ordinary-looking face, her lips were twisted, full of mockery.

Lurea's chest raised and fell. She she was getting weaker. She was running out of her Blessing!

How was that possible!?

How could a sorceress, doomed by the darkness, defeat her? How?

Just as questions filled her head, the woman spoke.

"Then it is my turn!" The woman said before she unleashed what looked like a massive vortex that threatened to consume everything in its path. Almost immediately, the trees began to topple over, the air turned ominous.

"The darkness will never win!" Lurea uttered as she sent a final surge of lightning toward the vortex, hoping to destroy it before it consumed her.

But it was too late.

Oh it was so late.