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Stopping, Oye turned her scythe, phasing it into a staff blocking the pincer that had been aiming for her head. Gritting her teeth, as her body was pushed back she stared into the lifeless eyes of a familiar metallic creature. She turned her eyes from it to the master she had already run into once before.
“Warlock, I wasn’t expecting any unwanted guests,” she said.
He glared at her as he stepped from the dark, his brown locks as curly as she remembered. Those dark whisky eyes narrowed turning nearly black as a rakish grin came to his well-shaped lips. “Guest? You’re the one who’s lost their way, little fairy.” His canines seemed a sharper than she last remembered. “It’s almost like you’re trying tofollowme around. Don’t tell me, you want to repeat our last meeting that badly?” He closed the space between them, to the point she felt her heart rate increase.
Clicking her tongue, Oye used her rod as a conduit and pushed her will onto the creature before her. “Not likely.”
“What are you doing?” he demanded sharply.
“Nothing,” she said, blinking at him innocently. “Just fixing Betsy’s manners.”
“Betsy?” he repeated only to lose his confusion, when his favored golem suddenly morphed before his eyes into a cat that landed easily on Oye’ shoulder.
“Cleaver,” he shouted in alarm.
“See,” Oye said easily, scratching the cute cat’s forehead. “Just made Betsy a lot nicer.”
Castian’s expression turned black. “Turn him back, now.”
The clearly annoyed warlock reached for his golem. Oye immediately took advantage, and grabbed his wrist and with a hard pull and spun of her body she flipped him over. He groaned as he hit the ground with a hard thump.
“Ah, here we are once again, Warlock. You on your back, and me standing over you,” she teased. “Now, we can do this peacefully or well, I can’t kill you seeing as you're working with my cousin’s mate.”
The shadows beneath surged and once again Castian was ripped from her hold as he disappeared into them.
“Fuck, not again,” Oye complained.
Appearing behind her, he placed a hand on her shoulder and asked. “Will you stab me faster than I break your neck?”
He pressed his stomach into the blade she had pointed at his stomach. His hands tightened on the wire he had wrapped around her neck.
Oye didn’t retreat, she’d been in worse situations than this.
“Will you break my neck faster than I stab you?” she rebutted; her cheeky retort made him smirk.
“You witches are crazy.” Castian sounded almost approving.
“Crazy, I’m not the one that sounds excited,” Oye argued.
The wire around her neck snapped, and the blade disappeared from his stomach as she straightened and quickly put space between them. “This won’t end well, if we don’t just work together.”
“Together?” he repeated, his tone heavy with sarcasm.
Oye hated having to offer the option but she really needed to at least take two of the traders back. And the time she spent tussling with this annoying grinning idiot in front of her. She could already be halfway back to the shade. “Yeah, I can take them all on with you but that doesn’t mean any information I get I’ll be giving to you guys.”
Castian seemed to be contemplating her words before he finally said. “Sure, but I don’t plan on giving you the leaders.”
She smiled at him. “Just focus on keeping up, Warlock.”
He immediately averted his eyes.
He lifted his hand, the cat that had been rubbing itself against her leg shot to his side; floating, it returned to its former shape of sharp teeth, claws and empty eyes. “Humph, don’t be too sure witch.” He disappeared amongst the shadows.
Oye snapped her fingers, her blade turning into a surfboard. Jumping on it, she speedily made her way towards the traders, just as she turned the corner the male who’d been sitting disappeared with a shocked cry. “Dammit.” Jumping off the still moving board, she snapped her finger, the board turned into a large hammer and brought it down on one of the men’s heads.
“Shit. Shoot.”
The sound of gun fire pinged off the shield she lifted as she made her way towards them. Another scream resounded as a body flew hitting the side of the car causing it to rock back. She lowered her shield, in time to slice through a dead body that was tossed her way. Looking from the halved man, she turned her head towards the sound of a low growl.
