As Nadia was dragged back by Alex, allowing her to barely avoid Charlotte’s blade, she found herself reminiscing over her past.
This was partly because of her delirious state brought about as a result of her exhausted pneuma.
The voice of her father echoed in her ear.
’When you arrive in Ra’as, be wary of the Night Kindred and most importantly, avoid the Vampirekin as much as possible.’
Nadia could still rember the day he said those words like it was yesterday.
It was a week before she escaped her ho to leave for Ra’as.
Her father, who was by no ans a Mystic, did his best to share as much mystical knowledge as he could grasp to ensure she was safe.
His chubby smiling face reflected in her vision as Nadia wondered what he was up to now.
Back then, she was already quite knowledgeable about a lot of things in the supernatural world, including the history between Devil Wheel Mystics and Vampires.
However, upon arriving in Ra’as, she would find out from Arthur that there was certain information she wasn’t privy to, one of which was about the Silver Knights.
Originally known as the terror of the continent, they would end up being defeated during the Great Purge and then disappeared without a trace.
Perhaps an attempt by the Great Families to suppress information about them or the Eastern Highlands’ desire not to be shad due to their defeat, the history of what happened to the Silver Knights was lost and known to only a select few.
In her delirium, Nadia watched the scenes unfold up until Charlotte took on an aura similar to Alex’s.
Shocked by the turn of events, she imdiately snapped to her senses as she realized... she would soon witness the reason why the Silver Knights had been such a deadly force during the Dark Ages.
***
Alex stared at Charlotte as she grinned from ear to ear, ecstatic about the power flowing through her veins.
He had the mind to ask her how she did it but he had a feeling she wouldn’t respond.
"..." anwhile behind Charlotte and her subordinates, Damian stared speechlessly while Horace was left pondering his next course of action.
Compared to the rash Damian, Alex naturally gave off the air of a true ruler.
But he knew he’d die the mont he decided to help him.
He wasn’t foolish to think his pride or desires would save him.
Horace believed in conforming to those in power.
It was the surest way to ensure his survival and so far, it had worked perfectly, allowing him to live 8 centuries.
Closing his eyes, Horace made a simple prayer. "If you truly are the Dark Lord... prove yourself."
***
Silence reigned for a mont before it was broken by a sudden snap.
Alex’s shadow twitched like a living creature for a mont before several white wolves with black armor erupted from it and charged at Charlotte without warning.
However, Charlotte didn’t even spare the attack a glance as she waved her hands almost disdainfully.
The next mont, the wolves disappeared like a lie, leaving Nadia stunned and Alex with a frown.
At that mont, a certain mory resurfaced.
’When a Cryptid and Mystic of the sa level et, the Cryptid is most likely to win, especially if they are of the sa domain.’
Those were Arthur’s words to him, warning him never to get cocky when facing off against Cryptids.
Back then, he had pondered on why he said that but now, seeing as how Charlotte so easily dispelled his attack, he had an inkling.
"Surprisingly, you are better at using my domain," Alex remarked soon after.
Charlotte grinned. "Your human physiology just so happens to be your downfall."
"Oh?" Alex raised a brow.
"All I have to do is exert my will and your domain will respond accordingly."
"But you won’t be able to use my Abilities."
"It’s enough that you can’t use them." Charlotte harshly replied. "After all, without your abilities, what else can you offer?"
Alex’s eyes narrowed as he found himself in a bit of a conundrum.
In his desire to get rid of this problem before it got out of hand, he lost his cautious nature, ultimately landing him in his current predicant.
Of course, he could have never planned for such an eventuality but unfortunately, it happened and now he had to figure out how to handle the aftermath.
Then again, with Evernight rendered useless what else did he have under his belt that was capable of combating his adversaries?
Alex clenched his jaw as two options ca to mind but judging from past experiences, both would naturally leave him in a terrible state once over and if it so happened that one of those options still ended up useless against Charlotte... Alex realized just how bad the situation he was in.
Of course, he tried his best not to show the worry on his face as he retained his aloofness.
anwhile, Charlotte glared hatefully at Alex.
She was never one to be excessively emotional but once upon a ti, her squadron had 130 mbers.
Due to the Great Purge, a re 13 remained alive, forcing her to cherish those she had left, and now before her eyes, she watched as three of them were killed just like that.
She wasn’t used to the feeling burning in her chest at this mont but one thing was for certain.
Only with Alex’s death would the fire be doused!
So without hesitation, she gestured for her subordinates, four of which charged forward with eyes filled with bloodlust.
Within seconds, they crossed the distance and prepared to strike with no rcy.
Alex clenched his fists and was already prepared to utilize his understanding regarding the aether coating he had perford while facing Elizabeth but before he could complete the process, a resounding crack echoed throughout the gallery forcing everyone to co to a pause.
Nadia, seemingly startled by the sound, muttered under her breath. "...What was that?"
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