Immediately,Corven pushes me behind him and I allow him to. I may have a fire breathing wrym in me,but I can't fight for shit.
There's about twenty masked fighters in black cloth on every inch of their skin. They have masks on their faces that makes them unidentifiable and there's not no symbol on their weapons or their outfit.
"Go and hide. Now." I hesitate a moment and he hisses over his his shoulder "Now."
I quickly stumble away to stand in front of what looks like a cave,and watch with rocks in my stomach.
Corven tightens his grip on the double edged sword his soldiers fought with and adjusts his stance.
Corven is an amazing fighter and has earned himself a reputation in all of veltrith Dominion for being ruthless and skilled in battle. But as I watch the soldiers attack,I'm not sure he'll survive.
The mysterious a fast. Very fast,they're movements are a blur. They move in sync,sending blows successively,wearing Corven out rapidly. Of course,Corven fights back and cuts them too,but they don't bleed and seemingly,they don't feel pain.
Corven gets frustrated and growls,spinning in the air,he kicks back two of them and slashes one head of cleanly.
The body and head fall with a thud and Immediately dissolve to ash,just like the ones we came to meet.
The others stop for a second and watch their comrade dissolve. The they strike again,more viscous than first. They don't use their blows anymore,they draw out swords and begin to slash him at every turn.
He grunts as one slashes across his chest,and she's their head off. One veilshifts and appears behind him,she's his back and the backs of his legs,making him fall to his knees.
My chest rises and falls as my breath quickens. The beast in me awakes,Itching to protect.
For a second,I remember that I'm supposed to be hiding my abilities,but I brush it off as quickly as it came to my mind. Now's not the time.
I widen my stance,ball my fists,and scream,letting out a gust of wind that sweeps the fighters off their feet and throws them back,momentarily,giving me time to go and drag Corven out of their sights and into the cave.
"Hey,hey,stay with me."
I tap his cheeks as his eyes flutters shut. He opens them and stares at me,then he smirks that infuriating smirk.
"I am with you,miss wind." I roll my eyes and movement at the corner of my eyes tch my attention.
The fighters are all on their feet now,and their advancing towards the cave.
"Stay awake,Corven."
I move to stand,but he grabs my wrist,stopping me and sending a tingle through my body at the way he's looking at me,pleading with his eyes.
"Don't go out there,Anya. I can't lose you."
"Since when do you care? And also,I'm our only chance at getting out alive,you can't stand on your feet."
He winces
"I don't care,but if anything happens to you,your dad will have my head. Stay."
I wiggle my hands free and stand.
"I'll be fine,Corven. Stay here and close your eyes. Fire is about to rain."
This time,I smirk and my dragon chuckles excited to unleash.
I step out of the cage and they all focus on me.
"Come at me bitches."
I smile as I feel the fire lick at my skin.
"Whenever you're ready little one" my dragon rasps.
I wait until they are close and together,then
"Now."
Flames shoot out and burn them whole,turning them to ashes in a second. I have never directed my flame at any living thing before,so I'm pretty amazed by how they burn out quickly,but then again,the flames my dragon breaths Isn't ordinary. I've always know that.
I hear Corven's moan of pain and rush back into the cave.
I kneel and raise his upper body to lean against me,making his head fall on my shoulder.
"You're a badass. I'm getting married to a badass."
I chuckel,amused but the awe in his voice.
"More like a dead girl walking. The scourgeborn would kill the fuck out of me if they knew what I am."
He barks a laugh and winces in pain.
"We have to get out of here."
He turns his face into my neck and takes a long inhale,making a rumbling sound in his throat. I shiver and blush.
"Did you just sniff me?"
He pushes his face into my neck and mumbles,skimming his nose against my throat.
"You smell so good."
Another shiver racks through my body and I feel his lips pull in a smirk. Annoyed at myself for having a reaction to him,I tighten my arms around him,making him grunt in pain.
"I'm gonna get us out of here,you need to hold on."
He doesn't seem to here me,and so I close my eyes and imagine my room. Then,I veilshift.
We are launched into a dark tunnel,similar to the one we went through earlier. Only his time,the shadows are pulling my harder and voices are louder and focusing on the Image of my room is hard. I grit my teeth as Corven becomes heavier as his consciousness slips.
I close my eyes and keep the picture of my room steady in my mind and finally I see light.
We fall into my room,thankfully on my bed. The fall is clumsy and I end up on top of Corven,who moans in pain and flutters his eyes open. He looks around in confusion,probably wondering where the hell he's at.
As his eyes close again,I spring into action,going to grab fresh towels and a clean bowl of water form my bathroom,plus a medicine kit my mom got me when I was a child.
I return to the room with the things and tap corven awake,gently.
"I need to take your clothes off,Corven. Can I?"
Even in his state,he manages to.make me roll my eyes.
"If you wanted to see me naked,all you had to do was ask."
I get to work opening his shirt that is soaked with blood to reveal two long cuts on his chest. One runs diagonally below his chest to his abdomen and the second which is much shorter and shallow,is on his chest.
I swallow and grab a clean wet towel and start wiping away all the blood to get a better look at the cuts.
It doesn't look good.
"You're going to need stitches. The cuts are too deep. I'll call a doctor-"
"No. I'll be fine."
I pause cleaning his wounds to look at him and frown.
"It's important you get these cuts stitched. You'll need a doctor. Or,Uh,I can do it for you if you want?"
I expect him to say no or laugh,but he surprises me.
"Yes,do it for me. Please."
I suck in a breath,nodding and finish cleaning his front wounds. Then I help him sit up and clean the one at his back and the back of his thighs.
"You might need some alcohol for the stitches."
I get up and walk into my closet and grab a bottle of whiskey.
"Why do you have a bottle of whiskey in your closet? Are you an alcoholic?
I snort,passing it to him.
"Nope. Now drink up."
And I stitch him up,with his teeth gritted and his hands gripping my thighs and my heart beating rapidly. Not out of hate but out of care and fear. I almost lost him today,and as I watch the driver he called help him into his car after I sneaked him out,I worry if he would alright,instead of worrying if he would reveal my secret.
I like Corven Arkael.