FALLEN ANGEL: MARRIED TO THE DEMON KING
Chapter 93: THE ATTACK (5) (ARELLA’S POV)

Chapter 93: THE ATTACK (5) (ARELLA’S POV)

The air around him crackled with an unnatural air, something that Arella could not place her finger on. The air around him subtly warped, and although Arella could not see the flow of mana, she could feel how it was shifting into the man.

Arella took in a slow breath, pushing down the unease that crept up her spine as they took quick steps to where Echo had pinned the intruder to the ground. She gestured with her staff, and Echo growled, applying more pressure with his paws.

The man let out a low grunt of pain as Arella pointed the tip of her staff to the man, "Who are you?" She demanded, her voice steady despite the unsettling energy in the air, "Who sent you?" Her eyes narrowed, the pulse of her magic crackling at the edge of her staff. It was a warning.

The man did not seem to understand her warning, as he looked up at her with a grin that was so unsettling that it sent a shiver down Arella’s spine. It was as if he found them amusing, and his grin was, quite frankly, mocking. He spat out some words that Arella could not understand, with that grin etched firmly onto his face.

Before she could question him further, the air shifted again, and an eerie pressure pressed down on them.

A shrill whistling sound cut through the air.

Arella barely had any time to react as another arrow sliced towards them from the right. She twisted her body, raising her staff, and the glowing tip hummed with her holy power as she deflected the projectile. The force of the impact was not so strong that it hurt her to deflect, but as the arrow smashed into the ground from the tip, a loud explosion burst through the air.

Arella planted her feet firmly into the ground, struggling to not get blown away by the sheer force of the explosion.

"There are more of them!" Lady Seraphine called out, her daggers gleaming as she turned sharply towards the figures that stood further down the garden path.

The figures turned out to be two more intruders, one male and one female. The female was tall and she held what Arella could only assume was a large weapon that she did not recognize. The man, on the other hand, was a tad shorter, and he held a bow and arrow in his hands. There was a quiver strapped to his back, with blunt headed arrows sticking out.

Arella immediately recognized the arrows he carried as they matched with the one that she had just deflected.

Arella’s gaze flickered between the two new intruders, taking in the strange way that they were dressed, and the gold letters that hovered above their heads. The energy around them felt wrong, just like it had felt wrong for the first attacker. A deep pit of unease now settled in her stomach, her fingers trembling as the female intruder took a few steps forward, her eyes locked above Arella’s head with an unsettling focus.

Arella gripped her staff tightly, preparing herself for whatever was going to be thrown at her.

Lady Immera let out a sharp breath, "I do not like the look of that."

"Neither do I," Arella muttered, "How strong are the both of you?"

"I cannot boast to be as good as Lady Immera, but I can hold my ground if need be." Lady Seraphine muttered.

"I was once the commander of armies during the age of the old king, a few humans cannot best me." Lady Immera added.

Arella nodded sharply.

So they could also feel that the intruders were human, and it was not just a figment of her imagination.

"Then let us make quick work of this. If they are together, we need to capture them, it means that they are all aware of the origin of the blue fabric he is wearing. They might be connected to the strange sightings in the east." She gave a glance to the man who was still struggling with the large shadow hound.

Her shadow hound was obviously much stronger, and the intruder was unable to throw him off.

Satisfied that he was not going to run away, Arella turned back to the other two attackers. The tall woman, who had stepped forward, raised her weapon, a strange black rod with a hollowed out end.

Arella had never seen a weapon like it before, but the moment the woman aimed it at her, warning bells rang in her mind, and her instincts screamed at her to move out of the view of the weapon. She needed to move!

The woman pulled on something, and a deafening bang split the air.

Arella barely managed to react, as she twisted her body, just as something hot and fast grazed past her cheek. The impact sent a sharp sting across her skin. It felt like fire had licked at her flesh. It hurt.

Her mind raced, as she tried to figure out what kind of weapon that was, how was it moving faster than she could process it. She did not know the magic that made it work, but she could feel that the woman was taking in the energy in the air to power her weapon.

Demonic energy.

Demonic energy!?

Arella did not get the time to think further than that, as the male intruder also raised his bow and arrows, aiming directly at Lady Seraphine. "Get down!" She shouted at the demon, but she could see that she was too slow, she would be hit.

With a grunt, Arella tightly gripped onto her staff, her holy power flaring on instinct, as she twisted her staff. Golden runes flared to life as she raised a shield protecting Lady Seraphine from the attack.

Her holy power felt painfully wonky. Like control over it was slipping out of her grasp.

Still, she had been successful.

The arrow the intruder shot was deflected by the shield of light as the projectile slammed into the golden shield she had managed to erect, and it hit the ground a few meters away, exploding. Dirt and stone flew in all directions.

Seraphine hissed through her teeth. "Damn it—what _are_ these things?!"

Arella didn’t answer. She **couldn’t**. She had no idea either.

"What in the lands!" Lady Immera growled, her eyes blazing with fury. With a tight grip on her large sword, she charged at the male with the arrows.

The male intruder shifted his stance, about to fire again, but before he could, Lady Immera had reached his side, and was raising her sword to strike at him. Shadows flickered across the runes that were carved into the steel of her weapon, reacting to her rage. With a mighty swing, she attacked the intruder.

The man barely managed to dodge, the blade of her weapon missing him by a breadth of hair, but the sheer force of her attack shattered the ground beneath their feet. However, Lady Immera was not done. Despite her large weapon, she raised her weapon as if it was as light as a feather, and threw another attack at the man.

This time, the man was unable to dodge in time, and her sword clipped at his side.

Arella watched with bated breath, as rather than bleed, his injured body flickered for a split second, before the cut disappeared, as if he had not just gotten injured, making the attack from Lady Immera ineffective.

The golden characters appeared above the man’s head, and Arella watched, with wide eyes, as the gold of the words seemed to meld into each other, and for a split second, Arella was sure that she had managed to read whatever it was the characters were saying.

It was only for an instant, but Arella was certain she had read it.

-100 HP

Her breath caught in her throat.

She did not fully understand what those words meant, but she could instinctively feel that it was nothing good. As quickly as the letters had turned into a language she understood, they turned back into the odd characters that she had been seeing.

"Lady Immera, fall back!" She shouted to the older demon as she raised her staff, golden light crackling around its tip as she pointed towards the man that was fighting with Lady Immera.

If she could capture at least one of them alive...

The female intruder turned toward her at this moment, and plucked something from her pocket, and threw it.

Arella barely saw the small object before the whole place erupted in a blinding flash.

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