THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW.
“Let’s see what you’re gonna do to get this pearl, you have two choices”
“What are they?” Wymond asked.
“These creations” Marshall pointed at the strange creatures standing behind him. “they can still be saved, you can save them and forget about the pearl or kill them and I’ll hand the pearl to you -I’ll accept my defeat” he said.
Wymond stared quietly at the creatures, it seemed as if he’s studying them and trying to figure something out.
“What should we do now, your Majesty?” Edward asked, but Wymond didn’t reply him, he (Wymond) faced Marshall instead.
“Hand over the bead and I’ll go easy on you!” He told Marshall warningly.
Marshall laughed loudly but briefly, then shook his head in disbelief.
“Oh?” he laughed again “Then what about my creations? Aren’t you gonna help me test how strong and powerful they are?”
“Marshall!” Wymond growled.
“Cut the crappy chitchatting and get into action!” Elder Marshall said.
He reached for a whistle in his pocket and starting blowing it, his strange creations began rushing towards Wymond’s troop.
“Your Majesty, should we attack?” Edward asked.
“Yes!” Wymond growled not taking his eyes off Marshall, he balled his fist and glared at him.
Edward face the troop immediately.
“Attack!!” he shouted, the battle started immediately.
The vampires among the royal army rushed forward to fight off the strange creatures, giving the werewolves and dragons time to transform.
“Witches stay back to heal any wounded army!” Wymond commanded.
“Yes, your Majesty!”
He watched as the battle began and in just a minute it’s become a very bloody battle.
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Arabella’s point of view.
We arrived at the cave right in time because we came through the wizardry forest, since it’s the fastest way, the battle was just about to start when we arrived.
“Wymond would be so mad if he sees us” Renee said.
“It’s too late to regret now, your highness” I replied her. “We’re not gonna show ourselves, we’ll watch from here” I added and she nodded in agreement.
We hide behind some trees, though we can see everything clearly from there.
“Attack!” we heard Edward yelled.
A group of army rushed forward and started the fight, according to their strategy, I believe those must be the vampires among the army, they’re starting the fight to give the werewolves and dragons time to transform.
But unfortunately they aren’t strong enough, the creatures seemed to be stronger than Wymond and his men has speculated -then I recalled Daphne’s description of the creatures.
Long nose with only one nostril, green eyes, long blade like arms… this is exactly what she described.
None of our armies could get close to the creatures for a combat fighting, because they kept swinging their blade arms and cutting off either the armies hands, legs or even necks.
They’ve slayed almost every army in the first group and they were growling victorious, with saliva slipping off their mouths which is making my stomach churn in disgust.
Wymond’s gonna loss if this continues, he should find their weakness and hit them hard there -wait, where’s the masked man?
“Hey, it seemed they’re being controlled by that guy” Renee tapped my shoulder and pointed at someone.
I looked at the direction she was pointing, my eyes landed on a familiar figure, though it’s kinda blurry but I still recognize him -it’s elder Marshall.
“I was right, he’s the masked man” I muttered.
“You mean that’s elder Marshall?” Renee asked, she took a closer look and her eyes grew wide. “It’s him”
Wymond stopped the other armies from attacking impulsively, he cast a protection spell around him and his armies then gave them some instructions before undoing the spells.
Then the battle continued, growling, snarling and painful groans and howls filled the air as every supernatural creatures on the battlefield were trying their best to take down the strange creatures.
The armies were trying their best, but these strange creatures were just so powerful and it became very bloody in a matter of minutes as most of our armies were dropping dead, making blood flow everywhere.
Our armies were still managing to kill some of those strange creatures, but their numbers are surprisingly increasing as the fight was going on -it’s as if we kill one of them and three more would appear.
“Wymond and Edward need to join this fight or we’re going to lose woefully” I voiced out as I felt my heart beating in panic.
As if they heard me, they both exchanged looks, then nodded at each other as if they just had a short conversation telepathically.
My mouth dropped open when I saw Edward’s clothes ripping off and he started transforming, I’m both shocked, confused and surprised at the same time.
Isn’t he a wizard? Do wizards transform too?
I was totally perplexed when he’s done transforming, my eyes bulged out of their sockets in great shock -Edward is a dragon?!
“Don’t be surprised, Edward’s half wizard and half dragon” Renee said when she noticed my expression.
“Wow” was that came out of my mouth.
Edward joined in the fight too, he rushed towards an army that was surrounded by three of those strange creatures and was having a hard time trying to fight them off.
He only managed to kill one of the three after much struggle, one of them stabbed his waist from behind and he angrily bite it’s neck but that didn’t make the creature pull out its arm.
I looked towards Wymond, he’s fighting his way towards elder Marshall, but finding it kinda difficult because he’s fighting about ten creatures all by himself.
Shît, I should do something or many armies would die. Not knowing what to do, I picked a small rock and threw it towards elder Marshall hopelessly, but it surprisingly hit his finger and the whistle fell off his hand.
The creatures stopped moving for a split second as he bent down to pick his whistle, but that split second was enough for Wymond to escape from the creatures and pounced on elder Marshall.
A force pushed Wymond back before he could touch elder Marshall, which made him frown and elder Marshall smirked victoriously.
“The idiot is under a protection spell” Renee growled.
Wymond growled loudly, his mouth suddenly breath fire and fire also consumed his whole body. I was scared for a second thinking elder Marshall has cast some kind of spell on my mate, but then I remembered Wymond’s partly dragon -this must be his own doing.
He ran through the spell and before elder Marshall could react, Wymond’s already grabbed his neck, lifting him off the ground. Elder Marshall raised his right hand to cast a spell, but Wymond grabbed it and ripped it off his shoulder causing elder Marshall to howl agonizingly.
I was expecting he’d fight back, but he didn’t, no, he couldn’t because Wymond didn’t give him any chance to because he ripped off elder Marshall’s left arm too and kept landing punching on elder Marshall.
“Such a lazy wizard, want to fight with the King?” Renee scoffed. “In your dreams!”
The creatures didn’t stop fighting as they did when I hit the whistle off elder Marshall’s mouth, which is weird -could it be someone’s else is controlling them now?
“What’s going on? Shouldn’t they stop moving now that Wymond’s got their creator?” Renee asked equally confused as me.
My eyes scanned around, our armies are getting tired and fewer as the fight goes on -then my eyes landed on him -Drake!
*Drake, stop blowing the whistle!* I shouted through our mind-link but it’s blocked and I couldn’t get through -maybe it’s because he’s left our pack for too long.
My gaze wandered towards Edward, he’s obviously very tired because he’s bleeding heavily from his waist and I know he’s been stabbed deeply.
Our armies are laying on the ground, some dead and others badly injured, some people dresses in army uniforms are carrying the injured armies away -they must be witches and doctors.
I reached for another small rock with the intention of throwing it at Drake to make him stop blowing the whistle, but my eyes caught a movement and they widened.
One of the creatures running towards Wymond with great speed, I looked towards Wymond and saw him searching elder Marshall’s passed out body -I guess he’s searching for the pearl bead.
He wouldn’t hear even if I try to call him, not with all these growling and yelling… with that thought I ran out of my hiding spot.
“Ara, get back here!” Renee shouted but I ignored her.
The creature raised its blade like arm to stab Wymond from behind, but I pushed Wymond away and it stabbed my stomach right before I could jump away -a little below my abdomen.
“Baby!”
“Ara!” Wymond and Renee shouted respectively.
I smiled and wanted to get up, but I think its blade was poisoned especially for Wymond -I passed out.
★★★★★
Third person’s point of view.
Wymond roared loudly immediately his mate passed out in his arms, he glared at Marshall who has woken up from his unconscious state and was trying to escape.
He gently laid his mate on the ground, then rushed towards Marshall, he stomped on Marshall’s already injured leg and landed a very hard punch on his face -Marshall passed out again.
Wymond got up and stormed towards Drake who was still blowing the whistle, though it seemed as if he’s (Drake) under a spell, Wymond threw a punch at Drake and he fell down.
He held Drake’s neck and snapped it, the growling stopped immediately as every creature Marshall created fell down.
Wymond rushed over to his mate and swooped her in his arms, then rushed towards the wizardry forest not before glaring maliciously at Renee.
*Search for those kidnapped kids and bring them back to the palace!* he mind-linked Edward as he left.
*Yes, your Majesty!*