MY SWEET DEMON

••×c h a p t e r 35ו•

••×c h a p t e r  35ו•

AUTHOR's POV.

Mist stumbled his way out of the theatre building as he struggled fixing his jeans' zipper. He quicken his pace once he saw Z' figure patiently waiting for him to come closer.

"Took you long enough." She grunted seeing the boy having troubles on how to fix his zipper and undone clothes. She groaned, "What even took you so long?"

Mist smiled innocently as he cutely said, "Just some small errands." He grinned.

Z rolled her eyes at the boy, "Whatever, let's just get this training done."

INFRONT of them was a category A phantom who has been throwing them black fire balls. The wild phantom was strong as it keeps attacking them.

"Yah! I thought this was supposed to be a training?!?!" Mist yelled from afar as he dodge one of the fire balls, He whinned. "Why'd you took me to a mission, Z?!"

"Tss, quit complaining and finish this already!" Z seethed. Her katana was slashing through the pull of other wild phantoms.

Mist pouted at the said girl. However he did what he was told. He lifted his arms and stretched it forward. The tip of his fingers started absorbing air as it forms into a big sphere in between his two hands. Mist's eyes' glimmered as the left one glowed ocean blue while the right had gold. His Youtu was full of light. And with the enough amount he released, he threw it to the wild phantom — aiming for its chest part. As the big sphere travel in the air by the help of Mist's Youtu, the wind — it followed the phantom no matter how it dodge and longer the sphere was traveling, the bigger it gets.

With one strong pull. . . A loud explosion was heard. The phantom's body was shredded into pieces. The life was gone and all of the left fur from the phantom disappeared into thin air as the strong gushing wind from Mist eats every single drop of it.

A proud smile was plastered on Mist's lips as he cocked his head towards Z. He bragged, "See that? Wasn't I too cool?"

Z smirked at the said boy and mocked him. "Tss. Compared to me...?" She looked down at the pile of phantoms underneath her feet. She had killed them and sliced them in half.

"Still too slow." She teased Mist who looked at her wide eyed.

Truthfully, she was amazed by what Mist showed her. He's far from just being strong. The amount of Youtu he released and how large the impact was just so intense. However, she would not admit that to Mist.

He looked at her from head to toe. Her body was drenched with blood and her katana's tips and sides had been dripping with dirty bloods of the phantoms she killed. Mist scoffed at her, "Unlike you, I'm not a dirty killer." He protested not wanting to feel defeated.

"A disastrous angel you are." He mocked.

Z just chuckled at him, her silver eyes turning back to hazel brown and her wings glowed before disappearing into thin air. She said, "I am a half Werewolf. Of course I'd kill like an alpha beast." She defended.

Mist was about to give her another come back (as he was so agitated by her attitude) when he saw a glimpse of a dark creature about to attack Z from behind, his reflexes were to yell at Z as he was too far away from the said girl, "Z! At your back!'

Z turned to look at the creature, but it was faster that her. . . Its long sharp nails is about to cut her body into pieces when Mist's heart pumped harshly and adrenaline rush took over him. In a speed of light, he's already behind the dark creature (which turned out to be a category B phantom), its head was taken off of its body with Mist's fast movements. A sharp huge dagger made of wind cut through its neck making it fall off.

Z was astonished. She couldn't move an inch seeing the tremendous scene before her. Mist looked like a goddess. His body was oozing with chilly wind Youtu and his ocean blue eyes glowed brighter and the Youtu coming out from the side of it. Black encrypted marks are showing at his right arm and neck. . . It was so cool and mesmerizing. Z had her mouth open in ajar. Not knowing what to do or how to react.

"Tch. You shouldn't have let your guard down." Mist muttered.

Z ignored what he said and stepped towards Mist, her eyes still trailing over his body. "Mist, your wings. . ." She mumbled.

Mist's brows furrowed at that. "My wings? I have wings?" He asked confusedly.

Z nodded, no words could describe how beautiful was the scenery before her. Her shaky hands pointed at Mist's back as she unconsciously stared at him for the longest time.

Mist slowly turn to his back seeing a huge pile of black feathers connected to his backbone. A black wings, shimmering and filled with oceanic blue aura. He tried moving it with his bones and he was shocked at how strong the impact was as he moves them. All the trees swayed, following the wings' movements. Mist's huge eyes stared in awe. . . Eventually a happy smile was in his lips.

"Z, I have wings!" He cheered.

Z nodded, "This is the first time. The first time I saw black wings."

Mist looked at her. He slowly settled his wings down. He turned his eyes back to normal and his wings hidden. The marks were gone too and all the oozing Youtu was absorbed back inside his body. He stepped closer to Z.

"Z! I have wings!" He exclaimed once again, too excited by the mere fact. He tried touching his back, feeling where the wings came from. He found two slits at the small of his back. Where his shirt was ripped.

"His emotions when I'm in danger must've triggered his wings out. Usually, wings' needs proper training to have its completion, but as he did. . . It was beyond the perfected stage." Z looked up at the boy as he celebrate in joy. "I didn't know he'd have wings. . . What else could his powers be?"

Z was mumbling her thoughts out as she started at Mist.

"Yah! Z, I said let's go back and report to the head master." Mist dragged her out of the woods as she just let herself be lost in her own thoughts.

He's stronger than I though,  She mumbled inside her mind.

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