The path ahead of Jazlyn and his team mate seemed to be opened as the guards stepped aside, but the calm was not literally as it supposed to be.
Dark clouds move vigorously above them, casting long shadows over the battlefield. A cold cloud of wind come through, and Jazlyn's senses comes up with something ancient and dangerous.
The magic was extremely coming to its highest form.
As they approached Prince Nathan, surrounded by his closest guards, the air was over full with dark magic. Nathan's stood tall in the center, his back to the enemies that are coming , but his face was pale, and his hands shaking slightly.
The shraap was coming along incredibly, and Jazlyn could see it in the way, his aura casted and shattering brilliantly and terrifying all at once.
"Nathan!!"Seraphine shouted over the noise of the battle, stepping forward. She could feel the strength of the shraap in the very atmosphere now, drawing her closer.
His gaze get close to her, sharp and intensifying. His eyes were no longer the soft blue they it had once been before, but an amazing evil mix of black,silver and totally bloody, the cursed energy inside him bleeding through heavily .
"You should have not been here," he roard , his voice softly audible over the merciless battlefield.
But Jazlyn ignored him, stepping closer to where his magic moves dangerously. Her team mate moved to her side, his expression field with tention and literally he was about to give up. He knew the outcome of approaching the sparkling of the magical waves at that moment.
"We need to destroy the connection between you and the shraap,Nathan. The shraap is stronger than you realize. It's not just a piece of your power,it's already becoming part of you now and it's feeding wolfly on your soul."
Nathan's eyes flickered with something dark something that nearly contained. "I am the curse"
Before Jazlyn could respond, a sharp, guttural laugh cut through the air.
"Hrrrgh-hah-hah!"
It came from a figure standing at the edge of the fray. The sorcerer, the one who had bound Nathan to the curse. He stepped forward, his robes moving vigorously with the same dark magic that is now coming out from the prince garment.
"You've come too late" the Sorcerer said, his voice smooth, with a strange calm.
"The Prince has already crossed the point of no return. There's no way he will come back again, the shraap can not be reversed"
Jazlyn's heart sank, but she did not lose her balance.
"That's not true. There's always a way."
The Sorcerer chuckled, his gaze goes directly to Jazlyn's team mate .
"Your blood magic cannot save him now. There's nothing you can do to stop it , it's unavoidable .
Suddenly, the ground they are standing on began to shake violently. Jazlyn in born tendency spread immediately, and she quickly raised her hand to shield herself from the force.
The battle paused for a moment, and all eyes turned to Nathan, whose power was visibly expanding, the cursed energy moving and sparkling like a thunderstorm around him.
"Nathan,"Jazlyn called, stepping forward, her voice pleading, yet strong. "You have to fight it! We can help you, but you must trust us!"
Nathan's breath quickened, his body trembling with the effort to control the sudden powerful magic within him.
Jazlyn felt a sharp chill run through her spine as the thought struck her.
He might pull away from her, going back into the suffocating darkness of the curse, the weight of it pulling him down once more.
He could almost feel the cold shadows wrapping around him, a connection,he could not be separated, an isolation he couldn't escape from.
The space between them seemed to become longer,the warmth of their connection sparkling as the curse penetrated like an inevitable storm ready to swallow him whole.
But then, his eyes met seraphine.
For a fleeting moment, there was something there the guy she had seen before, the one who had once been beside her The prince who had trusted her.
"I… can't control it,"Nathan whispered, his voice breaking. "It's too much. I'm… losing myself."
Jazlyn stepped closer, her hand trembling as she reached for him. "You are more than this shraap, Nathan. You're stronger than it. Let us help you, let me help you now!!!."
For the first time, Nathan settle gently. Immediately, the curse inside him roared, but it seemed to stop briefly, like a beast unsure whether to strike or retreat.
Jazlyn felt her magic movement, and the sword in her hand hummed softly, almost in response to the energy she was channeling.
As Jazlyn stood in the center of the ancient circle, she closed her eyes and goes in a deep breath, feeling the movement of the earth under her feet.
Her fingers shaking slightly, but she hold herself, focusing on all her thoughts. She raised her hands above her head, palms open, and as she breath out slowly,huge amount of energy comes through her.
The air around her make a very incredible voice with power, crackling shatteredly before a storm. A soft glow began to emanate from her fingertips, slightly at first, but then growing brighter, until streams of radiant blue light spiraled around her, twisting and weaving together like a living thing.
She could feel the ancient magic flowing into her, through her, a current so potent it made her skin tingle and her heartbeat racing.
Her voice was so low , not that audible, but the words carried the weight of centuries as she incanted, each word an invocation.
The light intensified, bringing outward as if responding to her will, building in strength and focus, ready to be shaped into something far more greater.
But before she could act, the Sorcerer raised his hand, muttering an incantation.
The air crackled with dark magic as a barrier of shadow formed between them and Nathan, pushing Jazlyn and her solider back.
The Sorcerer's eyes glowed with malicious gaze as he look at them.
"You will never break the bond," he said, his voice dripping with deadly power . "The Prince is mine."
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