Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

Chapter 50: The Mansion Siege (2)

*Bam!*

With quick thinking and fast reflexes, Gillert knocked the Spear aside and took on an attacking stance.

With a smile, Captain Donan simply pulled his Spear back and struck out again but Gillert moved out of the way and successfully avoided getting stabbed through only to retaliate with a kick into Donan's midsection sending the Captain sliding a few feet back.

Donan grinned as he slid to a stop and with excitement in his eyes, he put on a burst of speed to charge again at Gillert who was ready with his fists raised and his stance strong.

Fists however hardly had the range that Gillert sorely needed to counter Donan's spear. With an impressive show of agility of his own, the Captain dodged Gillert's thrown jabs and slammed the stem of his Spear into his side.

*Wham!*

With eyes widened at the pain of the contact as well as an open mouth that could not let out a scream on account of having the wind knocked out of him, Gillert was sent flying with painful impact into the wall of the building.

*Bang*

When he fell, he was quickly encircled by Elite Guards holding out their weapons at him as well as enchanted bounds they were ready to use to tie him up.

"Rarrrrrrrrrrr!"

With a bold roar, a masked Gryon ran and slammed his body into as many of the Guards as he could, resulting in a resounding sound of impact.

*BAM!*

Anyone who knew Gryon would have seen that his already large frame appeared even more enlarged now as he barrelled through his enemies and cleared the encirclement quickly forming around his ally.

Enchanted bounds were tossed out at Gryon from behind but before they could make contact, Ember slid over swinging a sword that sliced them up and left them in tatters on the floor.

Enchanted bounds, at least the ones the Larnak's Guards had been entrusted with, worked on a principle of contact. Once the bounds wrap around their target, their constricting, trapping enchantments are activated.

As long as the bounds surpass the level of Martial or Arcane aptitude of the target, they can transform any physical or magical effort into a proportional strengthening of their hold.

Only a third-party effort before or after contact can free a captured target.

Carleine joined in the slicing up of bounds and ended her slicing rounds by stabbing her long dagger into the neck of one of the Guards who dared try to capture her allies. She became the first to claim a life during the siege.

Gillert stood to his feet and even though he addressed his Crew, his eyes were on Donan's smirking face.

"Why on earth did you come out so early?" he asked in annoyance.

"Tah, they were storming the mansion. Since when has Lord Larnak or any of his men shown any sign of reason?" Ember asked, her voice a bit muffled by her mask.

As the one with the most distinguishable hair color of the bunch, Ember's mask was accompanied by a headpiece to hide away her bright red hair.

"She's right," Carleine said, her face covered by a much simpler mask that allowed her black hair to swing free, "Unless we wish to plead for Lord Larnak's leniency, the earlier we try to escape, the better."

*Rippp*

Gryon tore off his sleeves enthusiastically but large as his biceps were, they were not the main focus of the display. The peculiar patterned tattoos on his arms were.

Ember infused spiritual energy into the vials in her hand before tossing them to opposite sides almost simultaneously.

The vials exploded seconds after they left her hand, turning into wild flames that splattered all over the Guards.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh"

Some had the good sense to instinctively protect themselves with Spiritual energy or quick movement and the others who got scalded hurried to quench the flames licking at their bodies only to have their moment of spazzing attention taken advantage of.

*Sksh* *Sksh*

*Bam* *Wham*

Ember and Carleine stabbed enemies while Gryon punched or slammed them aside.

The attack of the flames already created a wide berth around the trio and by working in unison, a path was finally cleared. Trouble still awaited behind the Mansion walls but getting out of the grounds was a victory that the Crew was determined to take. Besides, although the vials were a finite resource they did not have a surplus of, they still had enough to maybe keep their escape going.

Carleine opened her mouth to call Gillert's attention to the Escape so he could begin pulling himself away from combat with Captain Donan.

Alas, she never got the chance.

*Crack!*

"Hmm!"

Carleine's eyes widened as her mask was crushed off her face and a hand wrapped around her mouth, kept it shut before she was slammed into the ground.

*Bam*

Captain Amira's brows were furrowed in focused loyalty to her Lord as she held Carleine down. In the span of a few seconds, she retrieved an enchanted bound and wrapped it around Carliene leaving the black-haired lady unable to break free.

Ember was in shock, startled by the sudden arrival but she and Gryon reacted fast.

Amira stood to her feet, dodged Ember's sword swing, and caught Gryon's punch with only a slight look of struggle. Gryon might have been unrivalled in the Third Order but his advantage was nonexistent in the face of the strength of a Fourth Order Captain.

Ember did not give up.

She swung her sword again.

*Clang*

*Bam!*

Amira parried it and kicked her to the ground before turning around and stabbing her sword through Gryon's stomach until it thrust out his back.

The large man's eyes bugged as his body lessened in mass, his Tattoos lost significant shine and his knees went weak.

"That's it," Amira whispered confidently,

---