Humanity

In the distance, a familiar bridge split down the middle came into sight, but along with it came ash, and the stench of unknown origins.

A flash of lightning that bounced off the chasm walls in a myriad of patterns sent a chill down his spine. No words were escaping his mouth, but only thoughts as he came into view of the situation with a completely blank face.

Novius, who was on the opposite side of the cavern of his friend, was weeping in anguish and expending large amounts of mana that were sent at Damir. Raylen had mountains of sweat dripping down his face from overheating his body, Theon's hands were a light shade of purple and blue, and Alexia had her hands stretched forward with a barrier of wind with clothes that had practically burned off her body.

"ELIJAH! HELP!!!"

The scream of Alexia put Elijah's body and mind into full gear. His eyes gazed towards Damir, who had just sent a large ball of fire towards his friends. However, the ball of fire somehow disappeared, and was sent right back towards its origin.

"Yo-you're alive!! HOW?!" Damir said these words, and instantly created a veil of flames that wrapped around his body.

The moment Elijah landed on the stone floor of the cavern directly in front of Damir, his bare feet excreted a large amount of water that evaporated when coming into contact with the flames that engulfed Damir. "Before we start, was this your plan all along?" 

Not even the mouth of the devil opened as it was not only radiating with heat, but also an intense desire to destroy. Somehow, Elijah was able to feel this sensation, and felt an unexplainable sense of repulsion from it.

Fear was inside of Elijah's head, because how would he get past someone engulfing their body in mana more powerful than his? The only option was to either use physical weapons, or magic that transcended the limits of the difference in magical power.

Great balls of fire were lobbed towards Elijah which he redirected with a portal aiming for the water fall. The idea was to not alert anyone, and not cause destruction for his friends that he believes to have fallen down below… Damir had seen his powers, but did not in the slightest change his emotions. The man was a flaming statue that didn't seem to have life to it.

"WHEN YOU ARE USING YOUR MAGIC LIKE THAT, YOU CAN'T MOVE AN INCH RIGHT?!" The words of the angelic figure were made to be loud to make sure the son of a devil could hear them.

The plans of Elijah switched, and he threw a spatial slash at the ceiling above the entrance of the cavern Damir was inside of. Rocks and dust came tumbling down to the ground which blocked a large portion of the entrance. With swift movements, Elijah flew to his friends and told them his plan.

"Quick! Grab onto me! I will fly two of you at a time to the top!"

Alexia pointed to Raylen and Novius who were in the worst of conditions, and quickly, Elijah set Novius and Raylen on both his shoulders, and flew to the uppermost cave. Extremely small amounts of mana was coursing through his shoulders, with a small amount of pain. Once returning, he followed suit with Alexia and Theon. Small amounts of healing water began coursing through the bodies of Raylen and Novius.

"Stay here, I'm going to go look for everyone else." Elijah's words caused Alexia to grab his arm tightly just as he was about to leave.

Tears were streaming from her eyes alongside her blackened golden hair that was partly covering her battered face, and with a single sentence from her soft and shaky voice, Elijah pulled away and sped down the chasm. "Th-they are de-dead…"

Stoicism had always been a strong suit for Elijah. No matter what situation arises, he was able to keep a calm mind while figuring out the best solution possible. However, within this new body and world, his mind was in shambles, and emotions were practically uncontrollable to the point he was diagnosing himself with bipolarism. 

The blackened body of Damir had made his way out of the rubble alongside the sound of muttered words escaping his body. Damir had obviously gone mad, and with a single swipe of Elijah's hand, the space between his legs was no more. 

Bam!

The slow crawl of inevitable death and Damir's hoarse and mysterious voice was radiating a feeling of corruption.

"You must die…"

"You must die…"

"You must die…"

Elijah's eyebrows twitched with him hearing the mutterings. The body laying on the floor with flames slowly dissipating reached its right hand out, and when it hit the floor from exhaustion, its entire limb turned to ash. A subtle purple and black energy began pouring out of the shoulder socket, and when it left, the rest of the body became one with the ground.

An ethereal purple energy slowly made its way down the chasm with Elijah staring directly at it. A few cracking noises that came from the rubble were resounding, but Elijah paid it no mind as the sight in front of him made him think of the possibility of something terrifying related to whatever is underneath the whirlpool.

Crunch!

An earthen spike was lodged into Elijah's back, directly under his left shoulder. Screaming was the only option Elijah thought of as he knew who it was. However, before he was able to wash his body with healing water magic, another set of footsteps appeared before his very eyes. Fredric unearthed himself from the ceiling, and began running frantically toward him with a very large stone spike.

The bridge rattled with every step, and with Elijah's arms now entwined by Trey behind him, there was no escape – if he was a normal person. A faint translucent and pearlescent rimmed portal took shape in the form of an oval directly in front of Elijah with a second appearing behind Trey. This spell required a lot of brainpower with the added effort of intently changing the direction that Fredric would come out from.

"Sorry Trey, but this is what you deserve…"

"AHHHHHH!" Trey released his grip and earth magic holding Elijah's arms behind his back, and slumped to the floor in awe. The sight of something unexplainable made him go silent, however, Elijah was not finished yet.

The portal quickly disappeared, and Elijah swiftly rummaged through his spatial space to grab his dagger, and turned around with a stab to the back. A true and deadly chinese fire drill had just occurred, with Elijah sitting on top of the backs of Trey and Fredric. There was no need to worry about any magic being casted as pain was clouding their mind.

"WHO PUT YOU UP TO THIS?!" Elijah had wanted Trey to answer as he hoped this boy still had a sense of passion for life.

"You can't – stop them. They tell me – that – you must be – killed." Fredric's voice was hoarse and filled with agony.

"WHO! TELL ME WHO WANTS ME DEAD!"

Trey was squirming underneath the pressure, and succumbed to his feelings. He had always thought Elijah was a good person, someone who frantically put his life ahead of others. "The King…" Were the last words that came out of his mouth. Fredric had used all the strength in his body to shift and twist the thick stone spike around Trey's chest cavity. The air in the lungs that was extinguished with a miniscule sound meant that he had died.

The question was, should I kill Fredric. Should I indulge in my desire to kill this boy who was doing despicable deeds? I am nothing more than someone good. What is so bad about ridding the world of evil?!

An extremely small amount of mana ran from Elijah's core, and slowly made its way to his entire arm. The idea of being cautious was in his mind, which is why he spread that small amount of mana through his entire arm instead of concentrating it in his fists.

Bam!

The neck of Fredric disappeared, along with everything below it following suit. Where there used to be the heads of two innocent young boys who only got dragged into something terrible, was a dent in the blood painted stone. Stillness and silence radiated through the chasm once the echo of the impact dissipated, and the bloody boy who was straddling the limp bodies of his prey was speechless from his own actions.