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❝I will lend you my power and become your sword.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#FF92BB ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #CD919E】
|| Burn || Hamilton ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#FF92BB ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #CD919E】
|| Burn || Hamilton ||
He would fix one of them, he would fix one of their friends. Riven whirled around, knowing what she had to do. Gavyn too, turned, his eyes steady. "Riven-" but he stopped before he could utter another word, the world around her spinning, her vision narrowing to focus only on him. She slashed his chest open with her nails, her eyes red and feral. She could order him to stand down, but Riven would do no such thing. He grinned, stepping back. "I guess I have to take this seriously," he threw off his jacket, Riven tearing off the train on her gown. She could hear Elise shudder at the sound of ripping fabric, but there were more important things at hand then dresses and jackets. "Save it for someone who cares," she hissed, ripping off a piece of the chandelier.
The end had a fragment of crystal on it. Gavyn pulled out a sword, the two clashing, far too swift for any human eyes to be able to follow their battle. There were cuts on both of them, Gavyn threw his sword aside and lunged, grabbing her throat. "Let go!" Riven ordered, turning her hand into a rail gun. She placed it against his chest, the light blinding. Gavn's middle was disintegrated, but he regenerated quickly, lunging once more. This time she turned both of her arms into swords, meeting his parry. His sword sliced into her leg, but not deep enough to detach it. She leaped, coming at him from the air. "I won't lose!" She screamed as she hit him in the face, sending him flying into the wall.
Gavyn burst forward, "Neither will I!" Both were desperate to save their most loyal and trusted companion. Perhaps Messiah's plan was to have them kill one another. Their swords clashed again, Gavyn's sticking into Riven's side. "I knew you would kill me eventually," he grinned, "I was always ready!" Riven shook her head, "You don't deserve that crown you fraud!" She screamed, her sword slicing through his neck the same moment his pierced her chest. She fell, coughing, blood trickling from her mouth. Gavyn's head rolled, the rest of his body collapsing before her, his blood squirting across her gown. It was a scene from a horror movie, somewhere behind them, Slaine was retching into a bucket. Riven pulled Gavyn's sword out, her hands shaking.
"I won," she rose on trembling legs. "I won, so you have to heal Viola!" She had taken her crown back in front of all vampire royalty, declaring her strength and dominance. Athena picked up the fallen crown, placing it on Riven's head. "All hail your new Queen!" No longer Princess Riven, but Queen Riven. "May she live a thousand tireless years!" Their guests echoed, their voices a mix of frightened and impressed. Riven was exhausted, her breath heaving as her wounds healed. She stumbled to the throne, sitting down in it. She looked across the ruined ballroom, at the frightened and begrudging faces of her followers. She had dreamed of this day for a long time and yet, her heart felt heavy. Would Baron Messiah make good on his promise and heal Viola?