Wolf of Stone novel Chapter 46

The one thing I knew perfectly well about my own kind was that we solely depended on our magical prowess to protect and aid us. Physical abilities weren't as widely focused on as the other races which gave us quite a disadvantage in terms of hand-to-hand combat. Well, most of us anyway... because that wasn't the case for my birth family and Tiana didn't know that.

"You bitch!" She growled, pulling out a dagger from inside her pant pocket and charging towards me.

Her biggest mistake was letting her emotions get the best of her.

Despite my instinct telling me to run like hell and never look back, I stood firm, staring at her movements intensely as all the times I've practiced this entered my mind. I remained focused and calmed myself, zeroing my gaze in on her every movement, fully prepared to act as she drew closer. This was no time for me to be running.

As she got within range of me, she swung her dagger out at my neck with wicked aim. I braced myself and quickly shifted my body to avoid the sharp blade, immediately grabbing a tight hold of her hand and using my other hand to send my elbow flying straight for her throat.

The sound of the dagger falling to the floor met my ears.

Tiana stumbled back as she clutched at her throat, desperately trying to breath as tears sprung to her eyes. I didn't give her a chance to catch her breath. I swung my right leg out as hard as I could and aimed at her face, hearing the satisfying thud as she fell to the ground, unconscious. I leaned against the wall to hold myself up.

She actually thought that she could best me in physical prowess just because our powers were restricted. Underestimating her opponent was the one thing she shouldn't have done. I probably wouldn't have accomplished this if it were anyone else.

Now my legs were fucking burning. Man, my entire body ached like hell. I was really rusty from all my years of laying around the house doing nothing.

I looked across at the blood symbol to my left and immediately went towards it. I placed my hand on its surface and felt the slight pulsing as my magic poured into it.

"Release," I commanded.

The barrier between myself and my powers immediately came down.

I walked over and kneeled beside Tiana's unconscious body. I grabbed a hold of her hand and closed my eyes, visualizing the entrance to that blasted room again. If my thoughts were correct, we're currently beneath the central room in the museum. That painting was there to cover the entrance.

I gathered my energy and blanketed us in it, watching as our surroundings blurred out of focus for a second before falling in line. I was back at the room's entrance. 

I dropped Tiana's hand and looked over in surprise at the bodies that were littered in the hall. By the security uniforms they were wearing I could only assume that they had all came running here at the sound of my disturbance. Axil must have taken care of them.

"Did you find anything?" I heard Liza's voice mutter anxiously.

"No," came Axil's response. 

I entered the room again, this time more composed than the last time I left it. 

Axil's head immediately snapped over in my direction, his eyes immediately falling to my leg as I limped my way towards them. He got up off his searching position on the floor and immediately came to my side, throwing my arm around his shoulder for support.

"The curse that was placed

The malice that gave birth

Release this caged race

That belongs to the earth

Let them cry no more

Let them suffer not

I open this broken door

To release what the world forgot."

I whimpered in pain as my head throbbed, watching as many images of people across the town flashed before my eyes.