Chapter 125: THE CLOSURE OF THE VOID (1)
Before they took flight, Arella turned to her brother, who had been holding a barrier of light to protect her from the demons. A thin sheen of perspiration covered his forehead. A bright light emanated from the staff in his hands, which he used to smack the head of an intruder who tried to sneak up on him.
Arella gave him a smile, "Cassie." she called out.
He turned to her, and Arella could clearly see the exhaustion in his eyes. Velmoria was just but a few paces away, holding her whip.
The weapon let out a whoosh sound as Velmoria cracked it forward, shooting it out like a lightening bolt. The pointed tip wrapped around the throat of an invader who had tried to breach the perimeter.
With a sharp yank, she had pulled the intruder closer, slamming them into the ground and stabbing a knife into them. They had barely disappeared into particles of molten light before Velmoria moved onto the next one.
She danced between blows with graceful and fluid motions. Every twist of her hips, every step of her boots, sent her whip flowing in arcs of elegance, cutting through armor and protective arrays.
Fighting alongside them was a flash of pink. Her dress was somehow, still ninety percent intact. She was fighting with a pair of twin daggers. Her movements were a blur, impossibly fast, as if time bent around her body.
She twisted her body mid air, causing her pink skirts to flare out, like petals, before she landed on the shoulders of one of the intruders, stabbing her knives into either side of his neck. She jumped off just as the intruder disappeared. She then gave Castiel and Velmoria a once over, before going for her next attacker.
It was then that Arella noticed the slight shimmer in her blades, some type of enchantment perhaps.