Infinity: Rising of the Soul Weavers

* Chelsea Collins - Water Run Dry ft. 24kGoldn *

AN: I\'m personally listening to the Nightcore version.

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Just as the lightning serpent was about to hit Raven, a small figure flickered in front of her.

The little frame of the girl was rather familiar. However, instead of her usual honey bronze skin, pale white hue covered her, almost as if the blood in her veins had been sucked dry.

Although Raven couldn\'t see Maya\'s shiny hazel eyes as she was facing the lightning serpent and the dark grim reaper, she instantly recognised her frame, along with her shoulder length light brown hair.

A cool, almost relaxing, white aura was emitted by Maya\'s body as time seemed to stop in Raven\'s eyes.

She couldn\'t scream, ask for help, or do anything. Heck, she couldn\'t move a muscle before it would have been too late.

She had no idea how the little girl had instantly appeared in front her, shielding her. However, she knew from her aura and body condition, that her chances of survival were as slim as a toothpick.

While time froze, so did her brain. She couldn\'t think of anything to help her.

\'I have to do something!

\'If I leave her... she\'ll die...

\'Maya. Will. Die...

\'Maya.

\'The little girl I saved from Lady Luck.

\'The little sister I got to have by my side.

\'The friend I always needed.

\'The girl that means everything to me.

\'She. Will. Die...\'

None could react.

None could scream.

None was aware of the thoughts in the two girl\'s minds.

While Raven had blacked out. Maya was more shocked than anyone else there.

She didn\'t know if she\'s unlocked some hidden potential in herself because of her unrelenting will to save Raven, or if it was the act of someone else that was testing her.

Maybe even the grim reaper had wanted to torture Raven by killing her first?

She had no idea. However, she knew that she couldn\'t see Raven die.

She\'d rather be r*ped, treated as a tool, tortured, or even murdered mercilessly. But she could never live without Raven.

The person that had saved her life. No, the person that had given her a life.

What she had before could\'ve never been qualified as a life, and for Raven\'s act of kindness, she was ready to sacrifice herself, along with the whole world.

She was so happy inside, even though her face was that of shock, she was so proud of herself.

Her only regret was dying on both Raven and Maria. She didn\'t want to leave them like that.

She couldn\'t close her eyes before the serpent hit her. But she didn\'t care. For Raven, she\'d take anything head on.

As adrenaline had slowed down the time around her, she only had one short thought looming around in her brain.

\'I\'m so sorr-\'

However, before she could even finish her thoughts of regret, a short figure appeared in front of her.

The figure seemed small and covered in a dark purple glow.

Glowing and fading away faster than her eyes could follow, Maya could faintly make out the events happening right in front of her.

The short figure turned taller as a gloved hand penetrated the dense, yet thin, layer of dark mist.

With extended thumb, index and middle finger, the gloved left hand swiped to its side, leaving behind a trail of the same dense glowing mist.

In any other case, Maya would\'ve thought of the move as someone playing a violent game of cards. The swiping move could be seen as a flashy way to draw a card.

However, Maya noticed that the gloved hand had barely touched the dark red lightning serpent, turning it into a shade of dark purple that matched the mist dancing in the air.

Not only that, but even though the colour change had been almost instantaneous, the serpent followed the gloved hand to Maya\'s left as it then circled behind her instead of hitting her in the face.

As the mist dissipated, Maya could see the figure in front of her clearly. Wearing a pair of slightly baggy black pants, and purple long sleeve jacket, a boy with medium length void black hair had his back towards her.

The mysterious boy that had just saved her life, and Raven\'s, seemed like nobilty as his outfit looked the part, which surprised Maya.

His boots were also a mix of black and purple, matching with his outfit, aura, and gloves. However, the gloves looked more like cloth gauntlets, rather than just normal gloves.

Two human skulls were hanging from each side of his waist, while their eye sockets glowed with dark mystic blue. A ghostly white scarf hanged from the back side of his jacket.

Maya couldn\'t see his face, but she could see his pointy pierced ears with two ring like piercings at each ear. \'Is he an elf? Do they even exist?\' Maya thought for a second before shaking her head, together with that thought, looking back at Raven to check how she was doing.

Or where she had thought Raven was standing, where the dark purple lightning dragon-serpent now hovered.

The serpent had it\'s dark electric currents surging in every fiber of its being as it bared its huge dark fangs.

Blinking a couple of times to make sure Raven was indeed not there, Maya felt her heart sink deep in a moment of despair as she thought the serpent had eaten Raven whole.

However, noticing how the serpent now threw a violent gaze towards her original caster, the dark grim reaper, her mind begged to differ.

Looking back and forth between the dark serpent and mysterious boy she didn\'t have a clue on what to make of what was happening.

And the others were also as clueless as herself, including the grim reaper who Maya could swear was shaking in what looked like fear.

\'Raven has already assumed two different forms; her Draven boy form, and she as Raven. But that was only because of the disguising runestone right? This elf boy... who is he?

\'Could he be Draven? but... he\'s never been so powerful...\' But all of a sudden, a memory flashed in Maya\'s head as she remembered the day that she\'s escaped Lady Luck\'s place, together with Draven.

Draven\'s aura at the time has changed to that of a monster, at the time. He was covered in a draconic crimson armour that hid his eyes and upper part of his face. \'Maybe he had changed forms at the time?\'

"Ah..." was all she managed to voice as her mind got drowned in Camilla\'s previous words. She had mentioned that Raven had been acting so cold, and even speaking like a robot, especially with the recordings of the drone she\'s watched before...

\'Is it...\'

***

Standing in front of the dark grim reaper, the elf boy had a dark expression on his face. The dark purple mist had never left his side, as if it was his loyal pet.

His deep red eye looked as if they glowed black for how dark they looked. His pale white complexion highlighted the contrast of his void black hair, making him as majestic as he was menacing.

Not knowing what to do with the current turn of events, the dark grim reaper looked at his comrades, or rather its monster soldiers.

If it had eyes, they\'d be wide open now as every monster was drowning in a pool of dark gooey puddle. Tentacles of black were wrapping around each and every monster that had attacked the group, pulling them down into the depth of that black hell.

The party was already away from the horde the moment they realised that tentacles have erupted from the now semi-liquid ground. They were surprised the tentacles haven\'t aimed at them, almost as if recognising them...

Running for dear life was the first idea to had pop into the dark reaper\'s mind before realising that it couldn\'t move its body. Dark chains had erupted from the ground, pinning its body to the ground.

As if getting lost in a trance of its own, the dark grim reaper had quieted down all of a sudden. Tears of black streamed down its face as its skeletal mouth hanged open in surprise and fear.

Small cracks of red appeared all over its body as its mouth widened in a silent scream. Not a second later, the black chains turned into dark purple mist that faded in the air.

The elf sorcerer gestured for the dark lightning serpent behind him prompting it to open its mouth wide enough for anyone to see the electric currents and black lightning storm inside of its stomach.

A small orb of black lightning materialized in front of its open mouth, filling the air with crackling noise and the smell of burnt flesh, even though no flames were in sight.

With another gesture from his hand, the elf had silently ordered the serpent to throw the small lightning orb onto the dark reaper on the ground.

Rather than the small explosion that everyone had expected, from keeping an eye on the size of the orb, the boy had made another gesture allowing the orb to hit its mark and carry the skeletal creature high up into the air.

Not a second after, a thunderous explosion sound rang everyone\'s ears as a wave of heat assaulted the ground.

A huge black flaming storm broke loose in the atmosphere.. If not for its spherical shape and colour, the group would have sworn that that was a nuclear explosion.