Chapter 225: Duel of the Noirs Part 2

Chapter 225: Duel of the Noirs Part 2

The coliseums crowd watched the two Noir siblings meet face-to-face down in the arena. The crowd could not hear their words, but they cheered nonetheless, eager to see one of their favorite duelists lash out in righteous anger at the young upstart lord who had disrespected her at their fathers funeral.

Ismene watched with Una and Aiden from inside the Noirs Regal Box, one of the seven best viewing boxes in the coliseum.

Una held Ismenes hand tight, Riri well be okay, right? Esletha wont hurt him too bad. It seemed as if she said the words to reassure herself more than anyone else.

Yeah, Ismene tried to smile. Riris probably trying to talk her down right now. Im sure shell probably smack him around once or twice and then call it a day.

Aiden shook his head, Ive never seen my sister this angry. Esletha might do more than just smack him once or twice. My best guess? Elzri probably wont be walking for a few weeks.

Ismene found herself trembling. She whispered a soft prayer to her patron god, Please, Stjerne, keep him safe.

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Esletha pointed an accusing finger at Elzri, Why did Father choose you? I spent my whole life trying to prove myself to him, trying to prove that I was worthy, but you? You never did anything, always the bare minimum, and yet he gave you everything! Youre weak,lazy, and afraid. So why did he choose you!?Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

I really wish he hadnt Elzri muttered.

Thats all youre going to give me? she scoffed. No real answer? Just some more whining? That pity-shit wont work on me.

I dont want your pity, he frowned. Im saying I really rather not fight. Youre my sister, Im your brother. Take the throne, I dont care. Why cant we just leave it at that?

My gods, you really have no respect for the monumental position our Father left in your hands, do you? This. This right here. This is why you dont deserve to be Lord of House Noir, you self-centered, spoiled child! You always had it easy. You were just some talentless half-wit. Father never expected anything from you! Esletha pointed an accusing finger at Elzri. But I was born talented, I had to work harder than any of you, I had to meet his every expectation to be perfect So imagine my surprise when you were chosen.

Im giving you the throne? Why are you so angry? Elzri furrowed his brow.

You really dont get it, do you? she laughed bitterly. ...Our Father didnt choose me. To the very end, he never thought I was worthy.

Esletha, he swallowed. Im sorry. Things are complicated. But our Father loved you, even if he rarely showed it. He loved all of us.

Esletha glared at him, Clearly Father had his favorite.

Listen, it wasnt like tha-

Esletha flicked her hand up, her shadow darkened, a black tendril shot out, and whacked across Elzris chest with a resounding crack. He flew back and crashed into the ground, his body skipping like a stone over water. The crowd cheered with a thundering boom.

Elzri rolled over, dazed. He gasped for breath, a sharp pain stabbed into his ribs. Something was broken. He gingerly touched his ribs and grimaced, Yeah, definitely broken.

Esletha sauntered towards him, I am going to show everyone why he was wrong, about you, and about me. I am the only one worthy of the Noir leadership.

Elzri sighed with a wince. He pushed himself to his feet, a hand over his ribs. Esletha was more skilled than he thought. A master black mage could create corporeal shadow tendrils, but the shadows were brittle. He had never seen an arch-mage create a shadow tendril that could hit so hard, let alone a high-master like Esletha.

Youve made your point, Elzri wheezed. I surrender.

Eslethas expression grew cold. She raised her hands high, a dozen shadow tendrils sprawled out from her silhouette.

Elzri cursed under his breath and raised his arms. Yellow mana flowed through his body and seeped into his skin. Faint yellow outlines of scales wrapped around his body.

The shadow tendrils snapped through the air in a blur and whipped Elzris body with incessant fury. His durability scales flared a bright yellow every time they were struck. He practically glowed like a yellow candle.

Elzri gritted his teeth and bared the blows in silence. His sister wasnt holding back her shadow spells, if he hadnt been using an advanced durability spell his scales would have already shattered and his body would have been broken.

C-c-calm down! Elzri managed to yell through the attacks.

The shadow attacks halted.

Elzri breathed a sigh of relief, Thank you.

The shadow tendrils suddenly wrapped around his body tight. He screamed in shock as the shadows lifted him up high in the air and flung him down with tremendous force. His body smashed into the ground in a pile of dirt and stone.

Elzri coughed and groaned. His yellow scales cracked and finally fell apart.

What the fuck is she thinking? he thought angrily. That could have killed me!

He tried to stand, but the shadow tendrils held him tight on the ground.

Elzri squinted in pain and looked over at his sister. Eslethas face was devoid of expression, but her grey eyes were filled with anger.

Enough! Elzri tried to yell, but it came out like a broken plea.

Esletha threw her arms apart. The air shimmered around in a sudden wave of heat. A ring of orange flames rose to life around her.

No Elzris eyes widened, he recognized one of House Noirs most powerful and key spells.

The flames grew and ate through the air in a roar of power, a cyclone of fire curling around Esletha. Elzri could already feel the heat begin to burn his skin from a dozen feet away. He tried to run, but the shadow tendrils held tight.

S-stop, Elzri mumbled. He chuckled nervously, Ill die. Dont you get that? S-so, stop Please, Eslehta. Im begging you, please stop! Esletha!

She looked at her brother, the anger in her eyes suddenly turned frigid, Infernal Cyclone.

The raging cyclone exploded and engulfed Elzri in a storm of fire. The crowd gasped, stunned. A pair of high pitch screams from the Noirs Regal Box pierced the silence.

Elzri heard nothing from within the roaring flames. A small dome of wind blew at the heart of the inferno. Small streaks of yellow light circled around the dome, tying the powerful gales into coils of protection. The Air Dome was one of the most powerful wind spells Elzri knew and yet the heat was still unbearable.

Thats why you came down here? To gloat? Elzri asked.

Hm? No, I came to thank you, Aiden smiled. That was one hell of a battle. You look terribly exhausted, little brother. Understandably so, those high-ranked spells would take their toll on anyone. But you actually did it, you defeated our sister. And for that, you have my eternal gratitude.

What? Elzri frowned.

Aiden is just being an ass, like always, Esletha snapped. Im gonna break his legs when I get out of these stupid curses.

Aiden shook his head, And thats why I avoided a frontal confrontation. Youre too strong for your own good, Esletha. To be quite frank, I really didnt know how I was going to deal with you. I already used up all the poison I had.

Elzri felt a shiver run up his spine, the world quieted to a whisper, he could hear his own heart beat loudly in his ears. ...What did you just say?

Eslethas face grew pale, No you didnt

Aiden sighed, Believe me I really didnt want to, I loved our Father just as much you both did.

We didnt kill our Father, you piece of shit! Esletha screeched.

No, Elzri fell back. No, you Please, tell me you didnt!

You dont understand, Aiden shook his head. War is coming, Undergrowth plans to attack us.

I know, Father told me. I saw the latest reports just yesterday Elzris voice shook. Father wanted to stop the war! He wanted to save all of us!

Alastair Noir was a naive and foolish man, Aiden said angrily. Do you really think House Thorn has forgiven Hollow Shades 7 Ruling Families? Do you really think House Thorn wouldnt lead the armies of Undergrowth into our city and slaughter every one of us if given the chance? Instead of trying to negotiate for peace, we need to rally and prepare our own armies and burn Undergrowth to the ground and end this threat, just like Lunis.

Are you insane!? Elzri yelled.

Our citys armies are too weak from the Great Houses infighting, Esletha said. We wouldnt be able to win a war against Undergrowth. Hollow Shade would fall, you damn fool!

You both sound like Father, Aiden narrowed his eyes. He didnt want to listen either. Our city will fall if we do nothing, that much is for certain. I begged our Father to listen, I pleaded with him over and over. He was never going to listen So I made a deal.

...With whom? Esletha asked warily.

I found a powerful ally, one willing to do what needs to be done, Aiden said. He understood my wish to protect this city, to protect our House. He wanted me to lead our House to an actual future, where we dont just stagnate and fall behind the rest.

He made you kill our Father, Elzri whispered.

A tear fell down Aidens cheek, I didnt want Father to die, but hed never listen. Dont you see? Our father abandoned us!

You fucking idiot! Esletha said. Who did you make a deal with!?

Does it matter? Aiden smiled.

Hes fucked with your mind, cant you see that!? Esletha yelled.

Wrong, hes the only one who's ever listened, Aiden said. The only one who shares my vision for a better Hollow Shade. Hes helped me. He gave me a bottle of poison like none other. A poison so powerful and secret that no healer would be able to save the one who drank it. The whole thing was supposed to be quick. With father gone and his heir unnamed, as the eldest I would have taken charge. I would have saved all of us!

Aiden looked at Elzri, But father lived, long enough to name you his heir. I didnt understand how, but now I do. You were there that day, you healed him, or at least tried, didnt you? Youve made everything so much more complicated

I dont I Elzri mumbled and swallowed hard. You tried to poison us?

No! Aiden shook his head vehemently. I never meant to poison you. You werent supposed to be there that morning. You have always been my favorite, Elz. You were always kind, you never posed a threat but now things are different. I didnt know you were so powerful. Seeing you and Esletha weakened like this I cant let this chance go, Im so sorry.

Elzri, he plans on killing us! Run! Esletha screamed.

N-no, you wouldnt, Elzri laughed weakly, he ran his hands through his white hair. This is a joke, right? This is all some kind of fucked up joke. Please, tell me this is a joke!

Im sorry, Aiden bowed his head. But if its any consolation, Ill make Unas death quick. I know you two have always been very close, Elz. I wont let her suffer. You two will be together again soon enough.

Elzris eyes widened, ...What?

Una may be weak, but shes incredibly talented, Aiden sighed. If I let her go, shell eventually become a threat. Its why I sent that maid to poison Father and her.

Una didnt drink the tea Elzri whispered.

Yes, unfortunately, Aiden said.

...You tried to kill Una Elzri mumbled.

Believe me, I didnt want to. But I have to hold up my end of the deal, Aiden said solemnly.

Elzri, hes too far gone, Esletha urged quietly. You need to get out of here, save yourself!

...You tried to kill Una Elzri whispered. A thousand memories of his little sister flooded his mind, from the day she was born and he carried her in his small arms, to the late-night where she stood next to him at their fathers deathbed. She meant the world to him and Aiden tried to kill her he was going to kill her.

Elzri looked up at his brothers cold eyes. Something broke inside Elzri, anger could not begin to capture the feelings. Anger was small and petty, it was swallowed up by the mountain of fury that consumed him. No, this wasnt fury, this was pure, primal, unbridled rage. And the orange mana within him answered.

Azure flames erupted from Elzris body, an infernal flood sweeping through the arena in a blaze of all-consuming fire. The crowds screamed and flinched back from the heat. The azure flames bloomed into the shape of an enormous half-formed flower before imploding and sputtering out of existence.

As the smoke settled the crowd stared in shocked silence. Amidst the scorched black ground of the arena sat one man.

Elzri staggered to his feet. The sheer magnitude of energy caused by the accidental spell should have killed him, somehow he had survived. Elzri could barely breathe, his body felt as if it was burning from the inside. He felt drained, he couldnt think straight, but there he stood, alone.

A single petrified scream pierced the silence. Elzri looked up, half-dazed. From the Regal Box, Una stared down at him, horror etched across her pale face.