Chapter 47: Emily’s Blood Magic

Chapter 47: Emily’s Blood Magic

“It’s dark… darker than the darkest night…”

“I feel closed off. It’s as if I’m being chained in place.”

“Is this… the afterlife…?”

In a void of pitch black, Emily floats in the fetal position, her eyes in a trance with dilated pupils and mouth slightly open.

“I can’t move…”

She begins hearing the sound of war drums. First, it’s faint, but it slowly grows louder.

“What’s that sound?”

Louder and louder until their unmistakable bangs penetrate her eardrums.

“It’s drums, large ones at that, but why am I hearing it? Where’s it coming from?”

Her trance ends, her eyes focus, even among complete darkness. But someone starts to fade into existence ahead. She’s a massive blonde woman, easily towering over a typical human. Her muscle mass displays her peak physical condition. Her brown rag-like clothes indicate something ancient and primal. Behind the woman, a similarly large blood red droplet floats, radiating a red glow.

“What is this? Who are you?” Emily asks.

The tall woman does not answer, only focusing her gaze on Emily.

Suddenly, Emily’s veins bulge and strain against her skin. Under intense stress, she grabs onto her head and screams, partially with fear and partially with rage.

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Back in reality, Emily, in her Blood Magic state, screams with primal rage up at the sky.

Wounded, Shotsteed sits up, gazing in shock at the form Emily has taken. “What is this?!”

Emily ends her scream, now glaring directly at him. She replies with a growl, “I can only assume this is Blood Magic.”

She looks down at the Shadow Sword still piercing through her abdomen. She easily pulls it out and sheathes it. The wound quickly closes up with more blood armor. She grits her teeth and squeezes her fist tightly. “I feel a burning desire to smash you into the ground.”

Defiant, Shotsteed stands up and uses his spring feet to bounce around. He changes his hands back into blades. “You may have a more intimidating presence, but I will still cut you down!”

He bounces off the side of a tree straight for Emily, however, she is fully ready for it. She grabs him by the face and slams him down on the ground. She drives her fist downward into his gut, causing him to cough up a lot of blood.

He rolls to the side to avoid her next fist pounding. He tries to bounce away, but Emily pounds him in the back, knocking him forward in a ragdoll fashion.

Emily charges forward, keeping up her relentless pursuit. “I said I’m going to smash you into the ground!!”

Shotsteed regains his balance fast enough to start bouncing around again, but this time, it’s too escape. He thinks urgently, “I’ve completely lost control of the situation! I have to retreat until her Blood Magic runs dry!”

He bounces from one tree to another in his attempt to escape deeper into the forest. He’s fast enough to keep Emily from catching up.

“I have other options!” Emily shouts as she rips off a large chunk of bark from a tree she runs past. She launches the tree bark with her hand. It flies straight into Shotsteed’s back as he lands against the side of a tree, ending his bounces. He falls to the ground, struggling with yet another wound. He tries to crawl away in a hurry, but it only takes a few moments for Emily to finish catching up.

She stomps on his lower back, pushing him flat against the ground and destroying the tree bark pierced in it, before using her foot to roll him over on his back.

“This will finish it!!” she roars with primal fury.

“No!! Stop!!” he begs frantically.

She pounds her fist straight into his gut with full force, causing his eyes to appear as if they’re bulging out as he coughs up blood. Following gut pound, his body becomes lifeless.

She stares at his body for a few moments, confirming her attack killed him. She then looks up at the sky and screams with primal fury.

Shotsteed was no match for Emily in her Blood Magic state! Only three poachers remain!

Chapter 47 END

To be Continued in Chapter 48: Zeth and Kurt vs Tazer, Naysha, and Edgar