Page 66 of Brutal Fae King
No! No, please!
I begin sprinting to where he’s going to land.
What am I supposed to do? Can I catch him? Can I use lightning to catch him?
No, I can’t do that—I’ll kill him if I try!
Before I can wonder much more, Vicmar’s wings beat weakly and lift him up. Not much, but enough to mostly break his fall. Once he hits the ground, I skid to my knees at his side.
“Vicmar!”I yelp. “You’re bleeding!”
He's not awake. His eyes are just about open, fluttering weakly. When I look down at his stomach wound, my own stomach drops.
Oh, that’s so much blood!
I press my hand onto it to try and stop the bleeding. It’s all I can do.
We have to get back in the Keep somehow!
I look back to the castle. The forcefield still seems to be holding strong ahead of us. Good for the citizens inside the castle, but now we’re trapped.
If the army was to leave, then they’d lower the forcefield.
I take the risk to release Vicmar’s stomach and stretch my arms out. This is going to be the biggest challenge I’ve ever tackled… I may pass out again…
But if I don’t, he’s going to die…
I suck in a deep breath and spread my arms even wider. My powers are frothing in my chest, and it’s starting to hurt. But I need more power. I need as much as I can summon.
I let it build, and build, and build. Then, I thrust my palms forward.
Lightning crashes out, but it’s different than the last few. Its white edge is tinged with blue, and it scatters across the ground between the castle wall and the enemy army. Doing that gets easier and easier as the soldiers keep moving backward from the new threat.
I keep pushing out my magic until I’ve formed a perfect defensive wall around the castle. After I finish connecting the electricity to one another, they keep crackling, like I intended.
As soon as I’ve done that, it feels like every ounce of energy has been sapped from me. I feel my eyes start to close, and I fall forward onto my hands and knees.
Oh, gods… what now?!
I don’t have any strength left…
Help! Someone help!Witch! Can you hear me?!
Suddenly, I can hear her voice:how can I help?
I can feel her next to me. When I crane my head up, I can see her standing over me.
“I can take you back to the castle easily enough,” she says.
“Y-you’re here..?” I choke out.
“I was keeping a close eye on things,” the witch answers. “Like I said, should you die, Faevea crumbles.”
I can’t digest that; my head is whirring.
“C-can you take us back to the castle?”
“I can take you both back to the castle,” she says. “But it shall cost you one year.”
