The She-Devil And Her Alphas Chapter 318 – Three Hundred And Eighteen: Take My Army

“Where to?” Lia was confused, “Left or Right?” she asked Asher who was as uncertain as she was. 

They had been running for a while now and all they’ve encountered so far were long stretches of the passageway that seem to go on forever. 

“I’ll say left,” Asher took her hand and they made a run for it but Lia suddenly stopped. 

“What is it? “

“This is not right, ” She shook her head. 

“We don’t have time for delays,” Asher urged her to hurry up before the witch caught up to them. 

“We’ve been running in circles,” Lia realized, pointing at the paint on the wall she had seen at their starting point. 

“Oh, boy” Dread washed over Asher,

“He cast a spell on us,” 

“Yes, I did,” 

They turned to the source of the voice to realize it was Kun. He found them, no, he has been playing with them all this while. 

“Took you that long to figure it out. Though I must say, it was quite funny watching the both of you tire yourselves out,” there was mocking laughter in his eyes 

Asher at once tried to use his ability on him but Kun was faster and blasted him. Their environment shifted and they found themselves in a large auditorium where the main battle was going on. Kun did some sort of boundary spell that prevented anyone from interrupting them. 

“Asher,” Lia went over to him, he was alright but beaten badly. 

With fire burning in her eyes, Lia stood to her feet and screamed at the man, avenging Asher. 

But to her disbelief, none of her screams affected him. She then fashioned a barrier around him but the man shattered it like it was glass. 

“You seriously didn’t think we weren’t prepared for you?” Kun scoffed, ” You’re our only chance at salvation, Lia Darlington. We know everything about you and your weakness,” 

“Then you should know that the only way you can get me to do your suicidal will is by killing me on holy ground which you don’t have here. And I’m sure my people would get me out before you can go far,” 

“Smart girl,” He laughed, “But we don’t need to go through that trouble, not if I have a holy relic – I bet you forget that part,” a knife materialized in his hand. 

“What is that?” Lia tried hard to hide her fear. 

“The sword of Micheal. Centuries ago, rumors had it that this knife had fallen from heaven under strange phenomenon and had been secured by the church ever since,” 

“And that’s supposed to kill me?” she snorted, trying to trick him of its effectiveness.

“Specifically, your demon side so you could go plead your course to daddy,” 

“In your dreams. Asher now!” Lia ducked just as ice blades were emitted from Asher’s hand and flew past her, targeting the witch. The vampire followed up with wind blades and other elemental weapons he could conjure. 

For five minutes, Asher and Lia bombarded Kun with attacks until the man could not defend himself anymore, he fell to the ground lifeless. 

“You think he’s dead?” Lia asked Asher unsure. 

The barrier Kun put on, collapsed.

“I think he’s dead,” Asher was assured now.

Asher fought off an enemy that came to attack them now the protection was down while Lia walked over to Kun’s corpse, saying, ” I need to secure the knife so it doesn’t end up in another crazy witch’s grasp,” she scooted down and tried to reach for the knife.

Asher didn’t trust any of those ancient witches and had the word ” Be careful ” at the tip of his tongue when all of a sudden, the witch they had thought dead, picked the knife and stabbed Lia straight in the chest before she could even react.

“It’s finished,” Kun smiled, then died finally. 

“Lia!” Asher screamed so loud that those battling stopped to watch the scene; the deed was done; the dark witches won.

Lia gasped, she couldn’t believe what just happened. She was just about to fall to the side when Asher vamped and caught her.

“Easy,” He whispered, cuddling her head in his arm, “It’s going to be alright,” he pulled the knife out and she threw up a mouthful of blood. 

“A-sher,” 

“Shhh, don’t talk, reserve your energy,” He pressed his finger against her lips. She was turning pale, paler than she looked nor was she healing up. 

“N-no,” Lia struggled to speak. It felt like there was no oxygen in the air and there was this uncomfortable flame burning through her veins. She could sense her life fading away with each passing second. 

She couldn’t even express herself well, her tongue felt heavy, “L-love Da-nn-e…. k-ke… Yo… Fa-fami…..” the words ceased from her mouth, her eyes lost their spark, and remained still. 

With shaking hands, Asher closed her open eyes, he buried his face into her body and sobbed. The witch said Lia would resurrect but Asher felt the bond between them broke – was she gone forever? 

He threw his head back and released a guttural growl, the pain was tearing him apart; his heart shattered to pieces. 

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Lia awoke in an unfamiliar land but what was more strange was the weird-looking creatures poking at her with a spear and speaking in a weird language she could understand – that was strange. 

They were asking what she was doing here and she spoke to them in the same language. 

“I’m here to see my father” she replied. 

Weird, she didn’t even know why she said that. That was not what she had in mind.

“Who is your father?” another asked. 

“Beeli’akinidiani,” 

How in the world did she know about that name? She swore she had never heard that name nor how to pronounce that. Then it dawned on Lia, she was not in control of her body anymore; her demon side was in charge and it was determined. 

The demons seemed surprised when she mentioned that and one took close steps to sniff her. Gross! The massive saliva drooping from what she would like to describe as his mouth was repulsive. 

Even without a translator, Lia could tell what he said next was, “Let’s go!” thanks to his gesture. They began their journey. 

Lia took a good look around and couldn’t help but notice that some of the demons had animalistic features. Some had multiple horns on their foreheads while others had a clutter of it around their body. Their skin looked so thick that she was afraid a knife wouldn’t be able to pierce through it. But the most common feature was their black iris – she bet her eyes were also like that currently. 

If Lia could describe this place, she’d say it looked like they were inside an active volcanic mountain but the extreme heat was oddly not a problem to her – she was a demon, huh? The shrieks of tortured souls reverberated around the place but none of the demons seem to mind that, if anything, they enjoyed it. 

Lia didn’t know where they were talking to her but they walked into some sort of cavelike hall that had a stony throne with a demon sitting on it. 

That didn’t exactly like the father she knew. 

Like a magnet, the man had turned to her the moment they got in and now was walking over to her. 

“Father,” said that demon within her with that strange language. 

“What are you doing here?” The man didn’t seem exactly glad to see her. These creatures, don’t they know that family welcomes each other with a hug where she’s from. 

“They rejected me, I want them to pay,” 

Wait a minute, that was not what she wanted to say. What the hell! 

“They dare look down on us?!” The man raged

Uh-oh, that does not sound good. 

“We need to make them pay” 

Can’t someone hear her out, here? 

“They will,” her demon father concluded. 

Why can’t this foolish man ask for the whole story? Lia was not a fool to think that this man was the Renard she knew; his humanity was gone. 

“Take my army,”

Great. 

The beginning of the apocalypse.