Chapter Forty-Four
Garnet reached the tree line at the end of the meadow. The dwarves were almost on her. They were tearing across the field, so desperate to reach her. She waited as they thundered closer and closer. Her wings spread wide.
"Kweh, heh, heh!" she chortled as they closed the last dozen feet. "You fell into my trap, boys!"
She launched into the air as the first horny dwarf leaped at her. He tried to grab her feet but missed. He landed on his belly and slid into the trunk of a tree. The other dwarves groaned as she flapped her wings and soared over them. She flew fast for the hole. Faster than they could run on flat ground, and they would have to run up the steep slope.
They had descended it fast, but climbing it...
Garnet laughed as she soared to return to the fight and help her family out. She would help them kick that Led's ass. She wanted to whip him and make him kneel and beg for forgiveness. She flapped her wings and then tucked them in low as she hurtled into the tunnel.
She landed and ran.
* * / *
Pain burned in my side. If the Granite Flesh spell hadn't been active, I would have died. That ax would have cut way, way deeper into me. As it was, I was bleeding out fast. Shock shivered through me. My body didn't want to do anything but shiver.
Through chattering teeth, I forced out,
"Graven wounds pulse in pain, let the healing of Lord Dumazid flow!"
I burned through more of my magical reserves. It pulled on the Void Crystal. I had expended a lot of it rebuilding my dungeon and summoning monster girls that were too far away to be of any help in this fight.
It was so frustrating.
My side knit together and the afterimage burned into my gaze vanished. I pushed to my feet to finish this fight as the magic mended the worst of the damage. Even Mend Flesh couldn't fully heal a wound that bad, but I wasn't bleeding to death. I could fight.
"Hard and enduring, let--"
I started casting Granite Flesh when the ground beneath my feet became slick with ice.
My feet slipped out from beneath me. I slammed on my tailbone with a grunt of pain. My back and head hit the frozen ground a moment later. Fuzzy pain washed over my skull. I blinked against it when a block of ice appeared over my head.
And fell at me.
"Shit!"
* * / *
Hagane just died.
Maya had a moment of hope when she saw the metallic girl rushing at the valkyrie's back only for Led to kill the nerdy and amazing girl.
Now the undine groaned. Maya was dying. It grew harder and harder to hold her arms up and drown the valkyrie. The bitch wasn't getting woozy, either. She had unnatural stamina. Maya didn't know all the abilities of the valkyrie.
The ice formed in Maya's fingers that had flowed into the valkyrie's nose and mouth. Pain tore through them. The frost spread over the valkyrie's deadly and beautiful face. Maya screamed out as the agony ripped at her watery flesh.
The valkyrie bit down hard with her teeth, shattering the icy fingers. Screaming, Maya recoiled, her hands coming free. The valkyrie sucked in a breath. She laughed in cold triumph. She had won. She could breathe again.
"You were good," the valkyrie said. "I respect a woman who fights. You do not give up. I never give up, either."
The valkyrie thrust out her arm holding the sword. It pushed Maya away from the valkyrie, half of the undine's body now frozen. Torment twisted through her. She shuddered, her feet, still flowing water, stepping back.
She stepped on something wooden.
"When I was in the ring, I always fought to my best," the valkyrie said, such exultation on her face.
"Ring?" Maya asked, her watery foot flowing over the wood. It was a handle.
"The wrestling ring," the valkyrie said. "I was Smerta the White Valkyrie. The star of Russian wrestling. I dominated the female division."
"Led's a fan, huh?" groaned Maya as she lifted the pickax with her foot.
"Oh, yes," said Smerta the White Valkyrie. "He would send me so much fan mail. They were such creepy things. But now I understand his greatness. Now I am his woman. The first he brought when he and his brother appeared."
"Wow, lucky you," Maya said. "Get to be your stalker's fuck toy."
"You can serve him, too," said Smerta. "You are fierce. I will ask that he takes you as his concubine."
"Pass!" Maya shouted and kicked her left leg out, her foot holding the pickax, at the side of the valkyrie.
Her left arm lashed out and slammed into the weapon, knocking it to the side. Maya gasped as her surprise attack had failed. The ice surged through her body even colder as the valkyrie laughed. Maya struggled, death moments away.
"Yes, yes, very fierce," Smerta said, her blue eyes almost glowing.
"N-ever... be... his!" Maya screamed, the ice reaching up to her throat.
* * / *
Instinct and training with Usiku saved my life.
I rolled to the side, the slick floor sliding me further out of the way. The ice smashed to the ground and burst into a dozen shards. My heart hammered with adrenaline. My side ached from the half-mended wound.
"Fuck," I growled.
"Graven wounds pulse in pain, let the healing of Lord Dumazid flow!"
I healed the rest of the wound, the pain fading. As I did, I slid across the floor. Maya's screams of pain echoed through it. I had to help her
and
kill Led. No, by killing Led, I would be helping her. Helping us all.
I got clear of the patch of slick ice and growled
"Hard and enduring, let the rocks of Lady Ki defend!"
"From above it falls, let the ice of Lord Anshar crush!"
Led chanted.