A Fearsome Opponent Part 3
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As the Demon of Ceremonies bowed before the king of the underworld, he began his task. “The Clan Deathlamb is the winner of the sword of Damocles.” The Deathlamb clan was chanting and casting incantations in triumph. Any demon who wasn't prepared could be killed in an instant.
The demon of ceremonies continued “Sanloth of The Lothman clan, and Bettra of The clan Betraynaro have been disqualified. Their bodies will remain in the river Acheron forever.” There was total silence in the arena. Ending up in the lake of despair was one of the most feared deaths for demons.
A few minutes later, the ceremonial demon announced the last test. They will fight to the death in the final round. This would be the third and last contest in the competition. The arena will be the place where th
A Fearsome Opponent part 4 Narrator Now it was time, she finally opened her eyes, allowing her vampire vision to fill her with every living thing around her, every particle, even the air itself. Unlimited power was available to her, but she still needed more. It was Poissona who caught her attention and saw how that insignificant demon was hiding, waiting to strike from the back at the right time. The poisoned heart of Poissona leapt, as she watched Drickblood disappear. Where did she go? She wondered fearfully. It did not take long to find out where she went. From behind her, she felt the vampire grabbing her head and, with a strong pull, exposing her neck. Poissona tried to escape from the clutches of the bloodsucker, but she was no match for Drickbl
The Dragon Demon Armaloth “Any news?” I asked Anton, who was kneeling alongside my wife's inert body. Drickblood is my queen now and since then, Moriah has slipped into a coma ever since I crowned her. No precedent in history tells me what happened or how to solve the problem. The answer is obvious to me, and I hope I'm wrong. Otherwise, Moriah will stay that way forever. Seeing me, Anton ducked his head until it touched the ground, then raised it again and answered me. “My lord and master, our lady has remained the same, there hasn't been any change.” The condition of my wife has not changed or worsened since Coronation took place a month ago. The woman remains inert as if she were sleeping, her breathing i
The Clans' Conspiracy Armaloth After hearing that, I gritted my teeth. I had no idea all the clans were conspiring against me. This keeps getting more and more bizarre. “In all this, what are you going to gain?” I asked him. As the dragon widened his eyes in disbelief, he responded, “Yo, are you kidding me? I confess that I was somewhat bored. Living for so long, and without anything to entertain me, is scary. I have wished for death many times before continuing this boredom.” Damned dragon, he was bored? “And also, I thought that if I made you come here, I could talk to you about some things that you obviously don't know. Oh, yes, also to give you back this pair of foolish demons.” Using his tail, he pointed to the ceiling of the cave and there were my two spies. They were da
The ritual Moriah Since I woke up, everything has been extremely confusing. I'm seeing images in my mind that I'm not sure whether I can believe, and this place is very frightening. The first time I saw the branches move by themselves, I was terrified. The worst part was when they approached me and curled around me. What I felt was inexplicable; it felt like I had lived it before, and it was a part of each day. Now that I see them from a distance, they don't seem as frightening as they looked from up close. I've watched them move and curl up for a long time. When I first tried to avoid them, they chased me wherever I went, and when I pushed them away with my hand, they stayed near me, waiting for something. In the end, I no longer bothered with them aw
The ritual part 2 Moriah I turned to look at the tree and then at Anton. Maybe it will work, I said to myself, then out loud, “Tree let him go.” Immediately, I turned to see if the branches had already freed him. And to my greatest surprise, they had. The branches little by little unhook from Anton's body, leaving him lying on the ground. Anton, with much effort, knelt and touched the ground with his forehead, “My lady, thank you, thank you.” After catching his breath for a while, he got up and said, “Mistress, please don't be scared of me, I will never hurt you, My Lord and Master will disintegrate me if I let something bad happen to you.” And I responded with the following: “Something happened to your face, or at least that's what I saw. Maybe I'm st
The ritual part 3MoriahThe sweat ran down my face. I don't know what triggered such a reaction in my body. I just wanted it to end. When I considered this, I felt like my limbs were being stretched to the maximum by the thorny branches that held me. “Arrr!”While fighting the force, I felt a presence that stunned me. A terrifying figure was walking towards me, my body froze, I was struggling to breathe, the thorns that held me moved vigorously around me, welcoming him.He stopped in front of me, I stared at him, I couldn't blink, he didn't look away either; he looked at me with such intensity that it was alarming. I had the sensation that the air wasn't getting into my lungs, I felt like I was drowning. My vision became blurred, and I kept seeing this morbid being stand
The QueenMoriah“More, more,” I yelled desperately, like an addict demanding the next dose. “Armaloth, more, give me more.” He smirked wickedly, dumping the rest of his load on me, pushing it deeper.My body was experiencing the heights of delight, so I closed my eyes to be able to feel how high my mind was. Armaloth kept unloading his seeds, and it seemed that there was no end. He held me by the head again with his hands and kissed me deeply.I kissed him in response. The pleasure he had given me was so much that all the previous suffering had remained in the past. Our tongues were tangled with each other, I still felt his fangs ripping and piercing my skin with each kiss, but I didn't care, I felt in the clouds.
The catacombs Moriah My husband placed his hand on my head, then bent down and lifted me into his arms. I rested my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes, and breathing deeply into his neck to absorb his essence. Simply being next to him caused my heart to pound and my stomach to shudder. I could feel his immense strength centred around me, my husband. I opened my eyes and saw his face. Furthermore, I was so engrossed in him that I wanted to jot down every little detail in my mind. Then he lowered his head and looked at me, and without taking his eyes off me, we disappeared into the darkness. I felt my body being sucked into nothingness, my head spinning incessantly, making me close my eyes. But when I opened them again, we were in a completely different place. I was nervous about this, f