12-07-2013, 04:25 AM
The assassin's attempt was cut woefully short.
With blood trickling down his shoulder and arm, Michael stood still as two silent shots halted in mid-air, stopped dead by a wall of Air.
He saw their eyes widen in surprise and panic and one turned to flee, but he unleashed a net of Spirit and Fire and the assassin crumpled in a ragged heap against the wall beside the door. He did not have time finish him as the other two recovered from their shock.
Michael did not allow them to fire another shot, striking the one on the right with a net that would make his heart burst. It was sickening, but he would not risk destroying the house or any others.
The third scrambled to the dubious cover behind the TV, but before the gun could be shot Michael wrapped him up in Air.
As the threat passed, he realised he was breathing fast and hard. His head swam and arm throbbed as blood mixed with sweat. He found his hands shaking - at what, he could not tell - as he approached the helpless assassin.
"The Oroboros."
His voice was flat as he turned the man's wrist over in his hand to reveal the tattoo. "You will tell me who gave you the order to kill me, Atharim."
With blood trickling down his shoulder and arm, Michael stood still as two silent shots halted in mid-air, stopped dead by a wall of Air.
He saw their eyes widen in surprise and panic and one turned to flee, but he unleashed a net of Spirit and Fire and the assassin crumpled in a ragged heap against the wall beside the door. He did not have time finish him as the other two recovered from their shock.
Michael did not allow them to fire another shot, striking the one on the right with a net that would make his heart burst. It was sickening, but he would not risk destroying the house or any others.
The third scrambled to the dubious cover behind the TV, but before the gun could be shot Michael wrapped him up in Air.
As the threat passed, he realised he was breathing fast and hard. His head swam and arm throbbed as blood mixed with sweat. He found his hands shaking - at what, he could not tell - as he approached the helpless assassin.
"The Oroboros."
His voice was flat as he turned the man's wrist over in his hand to reveal the tattoo. "You will tell me who gave you the order to kill me, Atharim."
"She saw a flaring halo around his head, radiant in gold and blue. It shouted of glory and power to come"
"No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it."