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The Redvellion puts up a little fight as I knock him to the floor, still likely confused by whatever the fuck he thinks I just mashed into his face. I hover above him, using my powers to pin him in place. His face contorts, twisted with pain, and I know it’s because the magic at play feels like a bear claw sinking into his skin. The fact that I have it targeted mainly around his neck won’t be helping.
I hear a burst of laughter from my side, and I know it’s not Talon or Malik, so it’s got to be the only other remaining Redvellion thinking he has the upper hand.
“You’re not going to get what you’re looking for,” he grunts, making Talon chuckle as I look over at them.
“And you’re not going to get to see the light of day ever again.” Talon runs his tongue over his teeth with agitation as he spies Malik out of the corner of his eye.
“That’s what you th—“ His response is cut short when Talon thrusts his arm at the fucker, aiming power at his chest and wiping him from existence all at once. I leave him to discard of the organ we don’t want to leave in his body as I focus on the guy at my feet once more.
His face is bright red, on the edge of purple as I glare down at him. “Noose left you here to take the fall.” It’s a statement, not a question, and it only seems to make his eyes darken, the knowledge he was never worth anything to the Redevellions washing over him. “Have fun in Hell,” I add, fisting my hand into his chest and tearing his heart out in one swift move.
It’s painful, it’s unbearable, and it’s cruel.
Three reasons why I did exactly that. Fucker deserved it for hurting my brother.
Crushing the blood soaked heart in my hand as I look down at the final Redevellion joining his friends, I release a breath before turning to look for Malik. Talon is right beside him, healing our brother with his hands and my shoulders relax fully.
It’s hard being a Fury. We have so much magic at our fingertips, from the ability to heal to any number of creative offensive tools for slaughter, but we can’t heal ourselves, which is infuriating as fuck.
Each of us has our own strengths and weaknesses, a vulnerable spot that enemies can access, and I hate it. “What happened?” I ask, crouching down beside Malik as Talon rises to his feet having done his job of healing; his strength over ours. His healing abilities are less painful and faster compared to mine or Malik’s, which makes his weakness the ability to be healed. It takes an eternity instead.
“Fucking mind,” Malik grunts, and I swipe a hand down my face, hating that I guessed what his answer might be. Malik has the strongest ability to get into people’s minds, which then leaves him exposed, and the Redvellion who attacked him clearly had the ability to delve inside his head.
Fucker.
“You good?” He nods once in response, giving me the answer I need without words as I rise to my feet, offering him my hand to join me. He takes it, but doesn’t use me as leverage as he comes to stand beside me, the thought of my own strength and weakness running through my mind.
It’s ironic, really, now that I know what Harmonia can do.
Fire. Heat. Burn.
It’s my greatest strength, yet leaves me completely exposed to the exact same element. A burn from her would sear me in place, I know it.
“Fuck.” The curse comes from Talon, pulling me from my thoughts as I look over to the far end of the cave-like space where he stands leaning over a small wooden table.
“What?”
He doesn’t answer, instead waving us over, which makes me roll my eyes at him, but the second Malik and I come to a stop on either side of him, we understand why.
There’s another slab of flesh on the table with the exact same marking Harmonia has. But what draws my attention even more is the green ash that is dusted over the table and the floor beside it. Green ash comes from one place and one place only.
“I think it’s time we pay Hades a visit.”
