Chapter 85

The king snarled.

He lunged at Arya, claws ready to tear out her throat.

Arya blocked him by crossing her swords together to form a makeshift shield.

His claws scraped the blades and Arya counterattacked by swinging a sword at him.

Only for her swords to break. The blades were sliced in half and Arya was left with two swords with only half a blade.

Damn, If his claws made contact with her flesh, she would have been dead meat.

His claws were very sharp and deadly as her now newly sliced-in-half swords could testify.

Arya threw aside her now useless swords and blocked a punch thrown by the king at her face by putting up a guard.

She felt herself pushed back several feet and her bones felt broken by his punch.

He was no pushover.

Arya didn't have time to think about whether or not her arm was actually broken because the king aimed another attack at her.

He seemed to form some sort of sword from his own blood.

He then charged at her.

Sword ready to kill.

Arya stepped back to avoid the slash and her eyes quickly searched for a weapon she could use.

Surely the king's army had to have weapons.

"RUNNING AWAY, LITTLE GIRL?"

That annoying man/woman's voice was getting on her nerves now.

"No, not really. Just feeling you out."

Arya continued to dodge and avoid the sword.

The king was strong, Arya could tell that right away, but he wasn't using his full power.

Why?

"Help…..Stop her…..I can't control myself…."

Those words slipped out of his mouth, strained and in pain.

Her. Was this "her" the one controlling the king and the one responsible for all this drama in the first place?

His eyes looked pained and sad then they turned cold and bloodthirsty.

The swinging became more aggressive and faster.

Arya couldn't keep on dodging and avoiding any longer.

She needed to attack.

"Pardon me, your highness, but this is going to hurt."

Arya yanked up the king off the ground with her telekinesis and she then slammed into the ground with lots of force. Enough force to crack open a boulder. 

As the king was trying to recover from being slammed against the ground hard enough to break open a hole in a brick wall, Arya was preparing for her attack.

She knelt down and swung out a leg and knocked the king off his feet just as he was just getting back onto his feet.

She got on top of him and landed punch after punch on him.

They were good hard punches too.

Arya wasn't expecting the king to turn himself into blood and disappear.

He managed to transform back and Arya felt a painful stab in her shoulder as the king managed to get her from behind.

Arya ignored the pain of the stab as she rolled out of the way just in time to avoid the king trying to stab her with another knife made from blood.

The king managed to get on top of her and Arya managed to prevent him from plunging that knife in her heart with her telekinetic powers. The king couldn't fight against the telekinetic force restraining him.

She blasted him with a burst of telekinetic powers and he flew off of her. That should give her some time.

She needed a weapon.

Arya saw a long stick of wood laying on the ground in the corner of her eye. It was probably once a spear until it got its spearhead broken off.

Good enough for her.

It flew off the ground and into her hand.

It was nice having telekinesis.

Arya channeled her aura to cover the wooden spear shaft to strengthen it.

Ordinary wood didn't stand a chance against actual weapons but it was a different matter if that wood was enchanted with aura.

The king got back onto his feet and he was growling. But the voice that came out of him was female.

"Little girl, you are strong but not strong enough to defeat me. It's pointless to even fight anymore. I'll win no matter what. How long do you think you can keep fighting? Surrender now and I'll spare your life and those who you love. You can even my my right-hand woman-"

"Cut the crap. I won't let you win. Let him go."

He laughed.

Then he was in front of her. It looked like he was going to punch her.

Arya was ready for it.

She stabbed the aura-covered piece of wood into the soft flesh of his right leg.

"YOU BITCH!!!"

He punched her and Arya felt all the air rush out of her as the punch made contact with her ribcage and she literally felt her ribs break.

She went flying until she slammed against the tree and all the snow on the tree fell onto her.

She breathed. It was hard to breathe.

Her rib cage was fixing itself-slowly but surely. Her shoulder was already healed and back to normal now.

Her head was spinning and she felt sick.

She didn't have the energy to stand up.

She passed out.

When she woke up, she found herself as Princess Persophone.