Hiraeth | Sebastian Sallow Love Story

Chapter Sixty Three: Caught in the Spider's Web

 "I need to be the favorite uncle of course. Do you think I'd let Everett or Garreth steal the spotlight?" He scoffed quietly, but then froze, "Oh fuck."

"What?"

Ominis looked grave, "He's going to find out Natsai was killed. That's really going to piss him off. She was our best potion brewer." He pinched the bridge of his nose, "And the fact that Leander got Natty captured since he was a spy for Rookwood. He's going to go on a bloody murder spree."

"That's what you wanted, isn't it? Since the rebellion couldn't handle the frontlines without him." She couldn't help the bitterness seeping through. Ominis was the reason he would had to go to the frontlines in nine days—

"Don't be upset with me because he's the best chance we have at winning the war." Ominis stated unapologetically, "Sebastian is my brother and I will protect him by any means necessary. I love him dearly. But he is incredibly ruthless and cunning. Every major battle has won only because he's scarified parts of his soul for the war. He has no morals."

"And—"

Gracie went to argue, but was cut off as the ground began to shake in front of them. Ominis snapped his head to where the vibrations in the ground were coming from. Both had their wands out almost immediately just as a Venomous Scurriour broke out of the ground. However... the ground didn't stop shaking.

One... Two... Three... Four... Five spiders broke through. Gracie sighed inwardly, staring at the largest spider ahead of them. Seven glowing eyes. In place of its eight eye was a scarlet marble. Great.

They found the fifth creature, but in doing so, they were surrounded.

Chapter Sixty Three: Caught in the Spider's Web

"Bit of a sticky situation, eh?" Ominis remarked, grimacing.

"He's got jokes." Gracie said flatly, "What about any ideas—"

Ominis didn't have the opportunity to finish as one of the smaller Scurriours pounced towards them from the side.

"Incendio!" He shouted, his tone more venomous than any of the spiders surrounding them.

Gracie yipped, dodging his fire. "Hello! A little warning next time?"

"Didn't see you there." Ominis remarked dryly, "Too busy—Flipendo!"

She ducked, dodging his spell. It landed on one of the Scurriours, ripping it from the ground. Gracie pointed her wand to the creature, "Imperio!"

"That's Dark magic." Ominis snarled, "What are you doing?!"

Gracie shot him a nasty glare, "Winning."

She masterfully hit half the spiders, forcing them against their will to attack each other. Her and Ominis didn't fight well together. That was clear as day. Sebastian read her and executed moves that complimented instead of taking the attention away from her. Gracie didn't have time to bicker, she only had the time to succeed. She wouldn't prolong any sort of fight that could harm the last existential proof she had that love was real.

"Dark magic is—" Ominis began, but Gracie ripped him to shreds with her words.

"I am not above using any sort of magic to protect what's mine." Her words echoed a past flame; a flame whose embers were beginning to grow cold without any attention. "If you have a problem with that, then I don't need you here to fucking try and protect me. You'll only get in the way."