Chapter 30: Blood on the Sky
"Are you sure you want to remove the castle your friend worked so hard to create?" Zayne asked, his tone half-curious, half-taunting.
His gaze fixed on the tall, silver-haired man standing opposite him, who stood with an almost theatrical calm, completely unbothered by the grand structure fading behind him.
Vel'Lucranis, dressed in flowing robes marked with winged emblems, smiled faintly.
"Oh, you see... I have the Wings Creation," he said, his voice smooth like a whisper carried by the wind. "Wide open areas are where I can use my powers to their fullest.
As for the castle—don't worry about it. My friend can conjure another one whenever he wants... and trap you inside it again, if necessary."
With that, Vel'Lucranis spread his arms wide as ethereal energy crackled at his back.
A luminous shimmer pulsed behind him, then burst into shape—four glowing butterfly-like wings, each translucent and gleaming with shades of violet and cyan.
They buzzed gently, then with a powerful flap, lifted him into the air.
Zayne's eyes narrowed. He pulled out his sword without a word, the air around his feet beginning to twist and bend—his Speed Creation flaring to life.
In a split second, he disappeared and reappeared just as fast, moving so rapidly he became a blur that began circling Vel'Lucranis.
Vel'Lucranis hovered in place, eyes tracking the streaks of movement below him.