Chapter 422 Michael Vs The Shadow Witch
Michael didn't stop with just blasting the witch away, he quickly pulled out the lightning blade and quickly rushed after her while she was still trying to get up.
He was about to slash down on her with the blade when she quickly summoned a spear to block the sword but all it took to break that was a little twist to the hilt of the blade to activate the purple lightning around it.
With her defense now gone, the sword went straight to her shoulder and neatly sunk into it like a hot knife through butter.
The pain from that was just too intense for her to bear as she had to let out a loud shriek before she sent him staggering backward with a kick.
With Michael a little distance away from her now, she quickly turned to make her escape but he wasn't going to give her that chance.
He quickly raised his blaster and quickly fired another stream of lightning toward her.
The stream was moving faster than she was moving and she knew she was going to get hit which was why she quickly turned and formed some kind of reinforced shield with her shadow ability but that was exactly what Michael wanted, to slow her down.
The shield was successful in protecting her, but it ended up getting destroyed in the process, and before she knew it, Michael was right in front of her in a flash.
He let out a grunt before he smashed the blaster right into her face and sent her flying backward.
Just before she was about to smash into the tree in the way, he blasted her with another lightning stream.
That gave her the extra push she needed to smash into the tree with greater force.
The area was immediately covered with smoke and when it cleared she could be seen with her back against the tree while breathing heavily.
Michael was standing over her with his blade pointing right at her throat.
"How did you suddenly get faster?" She faltered with her gaze fixed right on him.
"You shouldn't go around underestimating people you know nothing about, I am going to end you right here and I will do the same to your other half in my world." Michael declared.
His voice was surprisingly calm in a situation like this or maybe that was just a facade to cover up the rage he was feeling right now because his eyes told no lies.
"End me right here?" The witch muttered before letting out a little chuckle. "Sure go ahead, but that will be after you're dead!"
As soon as she said that, a clone of herself quickly rose up from the floor right behind him.
It had a long shadow blade in its hand and didn't hesitate in sending it toward Michael with the intent of stabbing him to death.
However, just before the blade could get to him, he built up enough wind pressure on his feet to thrust himself up and over the clone.
Now that he was behind the clone, he twisted the hilt of the lightning blade to activate the lightning around it, and without hesitation slashed down the clone with it turning it back to the shadows on the floor.
"There you are." He muttered before firing at that particular one.
As soon as the lightning stream hit that one, she let out a loud scream before crashing down on one knee as the rest of the clones disappeared.
"You're really something else." She muttered under her breath with her hand on her chest.
"Overestimating you from the start was a mistake I shouldn't have made and..." Michael said as he slowly made his way to her.
"Yeah, you could have finished me off from the start but I sensed your reluctance, you didn't want to harm the greedy king's body so badly. At the end of the day, you're just a pathetic human who gets held back by useless feelings, repulsive." She said in revulsion before spitting on the floor. "And now you'll never get to finish me off while the knight dies from having my shadow in his system."
"No, you're not going anywhere!" Michael uttered abruptly before firing a stream of lightning toward her.
She quickly covered herself with a dark purple aura, and although the stream of purple lightning managed to hit it right on time and disperse the aura, she was no longer there.
"Oh, shit." He muttered under his breath before biting his lower lip.
He had to quickly return to the others and on his way there, he came across Roy's body which was still lying on the floor.
He slowly bent down beside it and placed his hand on his neck to check his pulse, and what followed after was a short sigh.
"I'm sorry, there was nothing I could do about it, this was the only way." He muttered before slowly getting up on his feet.
He quickly made his way to the others to see that Jude seemed to be doing okay.
He was sitting on the floor with what seemed to be Tauriel's hood tied around his waist to cover his wound because the she-elf was just putting a plain brown shirt now.
"Did you kill her?" The she-elf asked as soon as she spotted him.
"Almost, she got away but she won't be able to bother us anymore, I hope." He replied. "However, your king is dead, I'm sorry." He added before turning his gaze to the Blackstone couple.
"It wasn't your fault, Maya said before shaking her head."
"I know, but it's still sad that you guys had to lose your king that way."
"What does it matter? It's not like he was a good king." Jude commented.
"Jude," Matilda called with a cautioning voice.
"Hey, are you feeling any discomfort apart from the pain from the stab?" Michael asked after turning his gaze to the young knight.
"Any other discomfort?" He replied with a confused expression on his face. "I don't really know how to answer that...."
Just before he could finish that statement, his eyes sunk in and turned dark as he quickly crashed down to the floor.
"Jude." Tauriel and Matilda gasped at the same time.