Shadow of the Abyss

Chapter 50: Infernal Lightning

The Earth trembled beath the feet of the Aros m, sding them into a state of alertness. On the day's journey ahead of them, they could see a large pillar of gold light paint the skies alongside the roar of a lion. The beast sounded wounded. And despite the distance, Tania could still hear the pain in its voice.

"What the hell are they fighting?" Dillian said as the pillar of light began to fade into nodes of light.

"That was at least a Tier Two spell," Tania remarked grimly, her fist tighting. "No way it was the kids doing. It had to have be a monster."

Dillian frowned. " Hammerhead... Monsters that can cast are rare."

"I know." She hissed. And she looked down at the message from the God Archeon. It was the first time a God had contacted her, the first time she'd se a message within the System. However, from what she knew, it never said 'Divine Sin.'

"Do we..." Dillian started.

"Shut up and let me think," Tania demanded, clching her fist so tight she nearly peeled the skin off her palm. She glared at the message.

[Divine Sin, 'Archeon' smiles and is willing to offer help for a price]

She sucked in a deep breath and whispered. "What is the price?"

[Divine Sin, 'Archeon' smiles deeped and is willing to grant thee power for the price of Altair's head.]

Tania's expression paled to that of a ghost as she trembled, stepping away from her team for a minute.

"I... I can't kill him it's..."

[Divine Sin, 'Archeon' is willing to grant you the power of Infernal Lightning and change your appearance for a mere promise.]

"A promise?" She stammered.

[Ding]

Infernal Lightning [D~SSS]

"... It's poison, you know." Reina kindly reminded him, turning back to him. Wrapped from head to toe in bandages like Altair, she pursed her plump lips, annoyed.

"Th I guess I'm dying because I'm sick of eating snakes." He argued, lifting her into his arms princess style. He smiled. " Shall we? Or are you too injured?"

"... I'm good, just tired," Reina said through a weary yawn. "I still have a few brok bones that still need healing, but I can fight. That said..." And she grinned. " Carry me there. I am your super weapon."

"I can use Mana now, you know." Altair reminded her.

"And I've never used Mana to fight you." She countered, grinning foolishly. She closed her eyes, releasing another yawn.

The Prince was amused. "Oh really." He tighted his grip a her, pulling her closer to him. "Th shall we have a match?"

"After the hunt," Reina promised him, peeping her icy eyes op, consumed with a challging gleam.

The two laughed for a bit. Altair placed her back down, knowing he could not lift her and her greatsword, Ice. Reina knew it, too, as she hopped up, giving her numb muscles a flex. She lifted Ice to her back and nodded to Altair.

"Let's go."

Returning to the sce of the crime in a matter of half an hour, Altair and Reina said nothing at the pure devastation as they made their way towards a large crater over t meters long, still blistering with heat and ash. At the cter, Reina rested her eyes upon the head of the serpt that appeared as if its head had be blown off.

"Master... Can you put this snake head into your dimsional storage?" She asked, not waiting for an answer. She turned to Altair, focused on the tracks of the wounded Chimera stepping out of the wreckage.

"It's heading back to the Heart tree," Altair said, glancing in the direction the Chimera chased him hours ago. He glanced up at the grey skies with a peculiar thought in mind. "Reina... yesterday we saw smoke a two-day journey away. A day without sleep or rest. Shorter if spells are involved."

"You think they'll attack while we fight the chimera?" Reina inquired, frowning. She glanced in the direction of the smoke still billowing into the skies. "It's not like they wouldn't know our location. Do you want to lay an ambush?"

"No... I don't think we'll be able to defeat them." The Prince admitted. "I'm sure they st one of their elites, fully equipped with various tech. We'll stand no chance. For now, let's keep up the hunt. One problem at a time."

Ria stared at him oddly. "Your lying. I think you are planning something."

The Prince gave her a short, mischievous smile: "We'll see. After all, the Gods can't be trusted."