Admirable grudge

Sirkol spoke these words with a stiffness that wounded his pride, then floated toward the source of the unprecedented disaster that had shaken Athok's domain. He finally knew what the ultimate anger was, anger at Miron and Kei, who slowly straightened up and now watched their worst enemy approach them.

"I must once again congratulate you, Miron. Never in the history of Stanys has such a spectacle occurred, beyond all our expectations. I must say that I, in my long life full of hectic experiences, have never seen anything so breathtaking or anyone so talented. Your friend here."

And he pointed at Kei with disgust as usual.

"...Has been very supportive, I must admit. You are more than a true genius, and to think that in my abode I have sheltered a magnificent monster certainly, but a monster all the same, whose duty it is for me to finish in all its sublimity. As you said so well, everything has an end. And it is time for you to rest at last, with your friend."

To his surprise, instead of trembling with wrath and desire for revenge, Miron looked up to the sky and then shook his head, visibly annoyed.

"Aren't you tired of repeating yourself over and over again Sirkol, as far as I can remember, those are the only words I've ever heard you say to me. Congratulating me, admiring me, glorifying me and finally condemning me. I'm sick of it myself so I think you should stop too.

Stop your useless and boring words, and finally show me, right now, this power that you proclaim to possess so much and able to eradicate everything, even me. Do what you have promised."

So, without further ado, Sirkol summoned his magic. The mass of shadows expanded and intensified in a frightening way, shaking the earth and becoming a gigantic wave that rushed at the boys and rose right in front of them to engulf them. Kei staggered, seized by an indescribable terror. Then, after stopping for a second, the huge destructive wave came down on them and engulfed the whole place in its abominable sails. The darkness was deeper than ever. And no form of life was to survive this inexpressible devastation.

But soon, after minutes of silence as deep as death, an extraordinary glare appeared, illuminating the mighty moving wave, splitting it on all sides and piercing it invincibly. A light intensified and spread, dominating the sea of shadows. Miron surfaced from the ruins of the waves, blinding with light and standing tall before his enemies. Sirkol and the guards were overwhelmed by the power beyond their imagination.

"No, it can't be," Johes murmured, aghast, stunned, his breath coming in short, his heart heavy to the point of sinking, and more envious than ever, which made his mental instability worse.

"I will not die here, Sirkol. Kei and I will leave this cursed place and forget you. We will know freedom. But you were right about one thing, my power is monstrously magnificent."

Surprised and amused, Kei clapped his hands together, laughing loudly.

"That's right, Miron. You're too awesome. Put them in their place."

The wizard director's dark, hateful eyes fixed on Kei, who immediately stopped his clapping.

"Uh I'm sorry, please continue.."

Grimacing, Sirkol gathered his power, the two guardians and their shadows became true giants. The beasts charged at Miron, while the two giants increased the power of the Sea of Darkness before charging at Miron as well. Sirkol spread his legs, standing like a vengeful being, filled with abomination, and unleashed all his power.

"You must die here, Miron, you are not allowed to go out into the world and practice your magic. It would be a total disaster."

Miron weakened and almost lost his balance.

Miron stretched out his hands to create a new gigantic barrier, which was taking shape when he felt a rather powerful but mostly sneaky attack coming from behind towards him. He had just enough time to dodge it, but to do so he had to kneel slightly on the ground, then turned to the devious attacker.

When he recognized him, he sighed with exasperation and contempt.

"Kolof huh! Why am I not surprised at all! A stupid, whiny attack that reflects exactly what you are. It's the day of the desperate today it seems to me!" he exclaimed as he reached out to replicate the colossal barrier that managed to contain the magic of his opponents.

Kolof, as for him, mounted on a huge beast with virid fur, that he mastered with skill, Miron had to admit, was wearing a fierce and determined face. He proved it clearly by having taken the trouble to put on his perfectly prepared combat uniform and sparkled under the red glow of the flames that covered Athok.

"If you thought for one minute that I was going to sit there and watch you ravage my home and my masters' home, and run away from here alive Miron, then you must understand that you are seriously mistaken!

But Miron only looked at him with his amused and hilarious eyes, then shook his head at the comical situation.

"No, only you are really stupid enough to believe that I had time to waste thinking about you and your crazy ideas, Kolof! It's so funny and at the same time, so pathetic!"

"Miron, you are ...!"

"Yes yes yes?" Miron interrupted with a careless and disdainful gesture of his free hand. "You do nothing but repeat yourself like your dumb master. However," he continued, "I must acknowledge the depth of your unquenchable grudge against me, to the point of coming here at the risk of your life in order to make me fail. Know that I sincerely sympathize."

The look of pity that Miron accompanied his last sentence got the better of Kolof's mind. He screamed with rage and vindictiveness.

Miron had finished creating his barrier, which should be able to hold for as long as he had to deal with the token stooge. He faced him, standing up with a ruler's ascendancy.

"Because, unlike your masters, I am magnanimous Kolof, I will give you a chance to live, you service buffoon. Stop, turn on your heels and disappear from my sight, then I will agree to spare you."

But, as expected, Kolof refused to take this unique opportunity to live, and bubbling with his magical aura, stood on his beast gathering all his strength before charging at his worst enemy; his sceptre soaked in his magic, directed with snarl at Miron, ready to launch deadly magical shots at him before sinking into his flesh, in the heart if possible.

"Too bad Kolof, we still had a good time. Goodbye."

And while keeping his impassive and confident expression, Miron who had not ceased to radiate all his fire, commanded a raptor hovering above them, greatly amplifying his strength and sharpening to the extreme his already excessive hunger, then the latter, enveloped in the glowing magic of his new master descended, implacable, crushing, true image of invincible rapacity on his feast, seized and shredded it mercilessly before swallowing it whole. Kolof and his beast.