~Draft 2~
~Draft 1: Editing Complete~
~Spoilers for Book 1~
~A Fire Emblem Fanfic~
The Dark Magician Girl Book 2
" Ike. The name Ike is floating around in my mind. Why? What does that mean? The only thing that makes sense to me is that is the name o...
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I hear the magicians around me begin chanting, "Bring us Peace!", repeatedly as the remains of the Demon darts its eyes around. Its eyes then find me once again. The Demon flails himself around, like he is tempered, and keeps glowering towards me before him. I stand, hovering above the ground, with my fists at my sides surrounded by my black orbs and my hood up shadowing my face with my eyes exploding with blackened light. The light is extending out further than it ever has before, radiating around my face, and the purple in my eyes are shining through. My cape is flowing behind me in the strong winds that still surround us in the battlefield.
"Bring us peace!" The crowd roars all around me. Each Dark Magician is fisting the air, encompassed with their magical energy.
"It is done! She has saved us!" Someone adds amongst the chanting.
The Demon keeps glaring, but he looks overwhelmed. It must know I have won. His power is nothing without the vessels I tore from his grasp.
I turn to the side, looking over the Dark Princess who lays motionless on the ground while her cape is covering her like a blanket. I turn back to face the Demon.
I lift my left hand and angrily point it towards it, "You will never take me again,"
I flick my hand, the connection with my blade rushing through me, and my blade obeys me, revealing itself from within my cape. I close my hand back into a fist firmly and the orb around it flashes white. I feel my emotion flood through my arm and into the blade. My blade responds, flashing as well, quickly spinning a single time creating an arc in the air and then bursts into flames. Dark energy flames.
The Demon shrieks at the sight of the blade once again. It phases a short distance away from me. It seems it cannot do much more than that. I slowly follow him with my glare on it the entire time, my blade waiting for my command to slash. It phases away again. I continue to follow.
I dash forwards, commanding my blade directly through it right as it phases away again.
"Help her. Use your spells to hold the Demon in its place. So she can vanquish it back to the depths of hell where it belongs," My mother's soft, but strong voice says, bouncing off of the surrounding town buildings.
When She says this, several brave magicians step forwards, now confident they can help me without the fear of disrupting my victory. They spout nonsense and strike the Demon with their magic spells, snaring it where it stands. It does all it can do to fight back but does not prevail, powerless without vessels to harness the energy it seeks. Its red slits stare into me as I approach, my blade raised by my side aimed directly between its eyes. I slowly raise my left hand while my blade shimmers with anticipation from the dark magic surging through its shiny white finish. The Demon's deep red eyes soften as it continues to glare towards me.
