Twilight of a Hybrid, стр. 84
Valverno squeezed his arm harder against Belverda throat. As he did, a small, red mist waved from his eyes like a river floating in the air. His eyes flared with more anger more he ever felt more than minutes ago.
“And the worst part of all; I called you mother for seventeen years, but you were never my mother. You are a witch who tried to turn me into a Soulless Beast to be used as a tool. A weapon for war, but you were dead wrong and that is why you have failed in your last and biggest science project; I am free to do my own thing and you have no control over me.”
“Vaelu, um, I mean, Valverno, that is enough! Stand down!” the king shouted.
“I will not stand down!” Valverno whipped his tail to the ground. The throne room shock like a strong earthquake.
Everyone wailed around the sudden earthquake Valverno created with one small whip of his tail. This was a way of him of showing off of who had the current power. Valverno made sure his tail’s whip was strong enough; to make sure everyone in the throne room he had the power at the current moment. He wasn’t going to let an old man tell him of what to do or not to do.
“I am a demigod, and the son of the Crystal Dragon: the Ruler of the Gods. From what everyone should have learned, the word god is a ranking title. And the Crystal Dragon is a god, and the dragon god outranks all ranking titles on both islands.”
“The Crystal Dragon god isn’t here,” said the king.
“Quite right, but I am and I know the ranking pyramid. The word demigod is a ranking title that goes right under the ranking pyramid. First, it’s god. Second, it’s demigod. Third and final on the pyramid of ranks, kings come next and last. By ranking, I outrank everyone on both islands. I am the son of the Crystal Dragon, which is the Ruler of the Gods, and the ancient legends state I am its son. Do you know that would make me?”
The king’s face glittered with anger.
“I am Prince of the Gods,” said Valverno. “And as a demigod and son of the Crystal Dragon and Prince of the Gods, I order you, King Uragiru, to stand down! And do you know what happens if you disobey a demigod, someone who trained the early humans who to life go from caves to under the light of the sun?”
The king remained silent but anger was shown on his face.
“It would be wise to not question a demigod when the demigod is questioning someone else,” said Valverno. “Geraldus, you told me this woman you was your friend. She is a witch and cannot be trusted of what she has done to me and alone what her sisters have done: stealing youths from little girls. And Belverda is older than anyone in this throne room can expect. She deserves to die!”
Then Valverno lifted his free arm. A black flame ignited and consumed his entire arm, reaching from finger-to-shoulder.
“Wait!” Sora shouted.
Sora charged past the others and went up to her brother. With one swift of a hand, a glowing stick appeared floating above her head and she quickly grabbed it. It turned into a long corseque spear, with a long, triangular blade in the center and two shorter, bent blades formed from an eighty degree angle. She pointed her weapon near Valverno’s right ear.
“Don’t kill her. Don’t give into a great evilness. Don’t become the thing you are striving to get rid of.”
Valverno glared at Sora. Among the people standing in the room, Sora was the only person standing against the hybrid threating to kill an unarmed woman. He saw Sora was having the same glare he was giving Belverda.
Even though she wasn’t born from a god like he was, she was showing a great godlike flare growing in her eyes. And she was the only one holding a weapon against him. He had the impenetrable skin and no weapon could pierce him, but he had always come across a manmade weapon.
The weapon Sora was holding wasn’t made from man but from a strong magic source. She was a White Knight, who was a follower of him from ancient times and a highly experience fighter.
“Why defend this woman? Haven’t you heard me? She has done unholy things against the forces of nature. Once a living creature dies, it’s supposed to be dead for all eternity. Trying to bring something back from the dead is like trying to play god, one of the greatest sins in the Mortal Realm. Why defend this woman after the things she has done?”
“I know their spirits should send her to an eternal damnation in another realm, but killing her for only revenge won’t ease them yet alone the son of the Crystal Dragon. Is this how you’re going to be: a second version of Lusìvar? Are you going to call yourself a son of the Shadow King who wants evil power or the God Ruler who kills evil power? Which is it, Demigod: son of the Shadow King or the dragon god?”
Valverno groaned of Sora’s stance against him. She stood by his side, from birth to the time of losing their home, and this is the first time Sora was standing against him.
Soon enough, his eyes turned back to Belverda near close to death, as his anger was mostly gone but not completely. Valverno withdrew his arm from Belverda’s neck and dosed the flame from his other arm. After he released the witch, Valverno took many steps away from her. He saw her kneeling after the ground gasping for air.
Sora withdrew her spear and pointing toward the ceiling. Other than using her twin daggers she had,