The Last Primal

Chapter 657 - 657 - Accepting Fate

The crimson hue that covered and embraced Naybeah like a loving mother would, suddenly exploded, sending its crimson waves rippling all around the air. In no time at all, most of the battlefield was filled with the faint fog, shrouding, and along with it,  mystifying what was happening in its depths from the outside spectators.

As Lord Bart felt the wave waft through him, engulfing him in its cloud, suddenly he felt his connection tremble, shake and shiver violently. 

The creature, the demon he had bound with was actually trembling with fear?!

He was astonished by this, not sure what to make of this situation. He looked shocked as he asked out loud, albeit only from the other entity residing in his body. He could feel his body returning to its 'normal' state, losing the reinforcement, the protrusion of the bones, all the dreadful terrorizing qualities have receded one after another, eventually leaving nothing but the empty husk of a broken, tired and exhausted young man.

"W-what is going on? Why is it… scared?" He exclaimed, asking in shock. 

Yet, despite his inquiry, no response came. Even worse, he felt his power rapidly fade away, as the connection was losing its strength the more he was forced to stand in the eerie mist. Eventually, his knees lost their strength and buckled forcing him to fall and kneel down on the ground.

Naybeah's face contorted into a proud, contemptuous grin, as she looked at the scene in front of her. With slow, but wide strides, she walked over the young lord now forced down on the ground by the purifying effect of the crimson fog. 

As she towered over the man, her eyes flickered with the precious bright light, following the rhythm of her lips stretching, curving higher, she flashed a victorious, satisfied smile as she looked down.

"What is it, little man?! Lost… something? Or perhaps someone? Your little pet is nowhere to be found suddenly?" She asked. Her voice was different from usual, catching the attention of not just the kneeling young and borderline broken young aristocratic noble lord, but everyone else watching as well.

"Yeah… It's her, again… Sigh, Aiden will not like this…" Sara sighed, grabbing her temples and caressing them to ease the incoming pain.

"W-what is happening? Why is… Why is her voice so weird all of a sudden… And what is this cloud? This power?" Jai, the big bald mercenary asked with clear worry plastered on his face. His muse, the angel he was so infatuated with ever since losing to her in a duel looked the most worried of everyone watching the fight. 

He could not explain what was happening anymore, only that the levels of this fight have reached have long surpassed what should have been normal. His hands were tightly held, clenched into a pair of shivering fists. He was burning with fervor and passion, he wanted to step up and rush to her aid. He wanted nothing more, but at the same time, he knew that all he would achieve if he were to do that, was to make the situation worse. He could not help, an otherworldly entity such as this demon was not something he could take on by himself.

Thus, he could only grit his teeth in the anger and shame he felt for being so utterly weak, and helpless. The best he could do is to watch and pray for her safety…

"W-what… W-w-who are y-you?!" Sensing the new presence that seemed to have been given control over the blonde amazon, Lord Bart was startled. He wanted to stand up, only to fall on his butt halfway through yet again, as the shock and fright have forced all the remaining strength to leave his legs suddenly. 

Thus he could only use his hands and crawl away, towards the back with all his remaining might. The sheer presence of this new being was so overwhelmingly powerful that Lord Bart could instantly feel a sense of dread. 

Added that his contracted demon, has suddenly vanished, without even giving as much as a word has made the situation even more confusing. How could a demon be so scared? Yet, even worse, he wasn't contracted to any demon, but one that matched his precious, noble lineage! 

Just like his father, he had made contact with the same family of Archdemons, the lords of all demonkind! Yet, even this fearsome, terrifying monstrous being was forced to flee at the mere sight of this new arrival? Just who was she?

"Ahahahaha… I bet you wish to know, little man…. Hmm…" Naybeah leaned closer, squinting her eyes she met Lord Bart's gaze. "Yes… I can see it. You are desperate for some answers, am I right? Why did your little contracted pet flee like a scared little pup, with his tail between his legs? That's the question burning in your heart, right?"

Lord Bart averted his gaze, scared how easily this new being could read into his mind and perhaps even his soul. He looked to the side, only to be met with the confused gazes of his men. 

Not wanting to see the pity in their eyes, he once again looked away, finding the only solace in the dirt on the ground.

"Ahahahaha…" Naybeah chuckled once more as she looked at the young human on the ground before her. "Do not be scared, human. I have no desire to dwell further into the little secrets you keep deep within your soul. The dark, twisted deals you had made to overthrow your father and take the reigns of your family forcefully. How you have lusted for the females of your own kin for such a long time and planned to take action once this… 'event' would be over…. You can relax, I have no care for them." She guffawed yet again, shocking Lord Bart even further as her deepest, darkest most guarded secrets were spilled with such ease. 

His entire being shivered in fright by now. He could not understand at all what was happening, but he knew that he could not face this opponent. Whilst the amazon herself was roughly at the same level as him, and he could have a filling battle to quench his craving for a good fight, this new entity was on a completely different level.

Yet, he also understood that there was no point in trying to escape any further. Whatever comes, will come.

In the end, he sighed, finally accepting his fate, his defeat. He looked up, braving the blinding gaze of the amazon's glowing eyes, and asked amidst heaving a heavy sigh.

"I see now. You have won. Do what you must, but before that… Can I at least know the name of the one that defeated me?"

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