Twilight of a Hybrid, стр. 87
“We must,” said Belverda. “It would be a wise thing to do. Lusìvar has more forces than we do. Outnumbered and outmatched, there is no victory for the Light.”
Geraldus walked backwards, not believing of what he was wearing. The two people he had known all his life had turned away from the Light and turned into the ways of ancient Shadows.
“Tell me then,” said Valverno, calling from the other side of the table as he watched Geraldus reaching for his spear he had tucked away, along with Marina and Sora. “When did two well-known people who were trying to do the best of the greater good ended up losing their humanity in the process?”
Then a large shout echoed in the throne room.
Valverno heard Belverda muttering something as a green sphere sprouted from her eyes, and the old king man was getting up from his throne. Then Valverno swiped the table sky-high with his wings and blasted two red balls at the king and the witch.
Belverda swiped away Valverno’s two magic balls, and King Uragiru sent his own throne he sat upon at Geraldus, who pulled out his spear and swiftly cut the flying chair in half.
Then Valverno pulled out the Crystal Sword and charged toward the two traitors. He saw Belverda unleashing a magic, plasma energy beam at him. Valverno blocked it with the sword as he kept flying forward to her.
When he was upon her, Valverno swung the blue blade and aimed at her throat, seeking to give her what he wanted to do earlier: kill her. However, before he could cut through her, Belverda drew out a long staff with a ruby attached to the top; she stopped Valverno’s attack at of her staff.
Valverno backed away from the witch and saw her ready for battle. As it was clear to him, Belverda and King Uragiru have joined up with Lusìvar.
A STIFF STANDOFF
Valverno leaped forward and slapped the Crystal Sword against the witch’s staff. Seeing a lust of power in her eyes, Valverno sees the witch of who he is and he has the intention of ending her life.
“You want answers for your ‘why’ questions?” shouted Belverda. “Here is why: magic is created from the flesh. Magic comes from within the body. And using magic comes at a great cost when using it, even the dead have left over magic energy.
“Ralenskrit and I have tried to harvest the magic from dead creatures. Unicorns, Centaurs, Dragons, Minotaurs, Gorgons, and many other creatures have magic after they die, but using one whole body wasn’t enough. I ripped legs, arms, and heads from one torso and sew them into one new form.”
Valverno pushed back Belverda and treated away by a few steps. “So, you were creating toys for Lusìvar to play with?”
“No, I was trying to harness magic of the dead and try to use them into minions for Lusìvar. Having different creatures with multiple body components such as a horn of a Unicorn, the head and upper body of a Minotaur, a Dragon’s and a Pegasus’s wing, a Gorgon’s eyes, arms of a human, and the horse body of a Centaur formed into one life form under my control would have been a perfect example of a perfect specimen.
“However, after one multiple-bodily infused form, even with your DNA to bring them to life had such abilities to consume magic so suddenly and went out of control. After every creature I made I’d thought was going to be a success, but when I try to use mind-control magic on the living corpse, they proved too resistant and tried to kill at first sight. I did the same with every single creature I made, but everything proved very resistant.
“So, I turned to you, when you were in your cursed embryo form. The Shadow Men couldn’t kill you, because there was a great barrier protecting you from harm. So I thought if I could mind-control you, then Lusìvar could have a stronger pet chained to its leash than have the legendary hero fight against him. But your godly power kept all the power magic abilities I gave you in balance instead of overwhelming you and controlling you myself.”
Valverno smirked.
“Serves you right when you try to play as gods. All mortals, including me since I am half mortal, cannot be gods and must not try to bring the dead back to life. One thing all creatures have in common: they all of souls or spirits.
“And when a body dies, the spirit leaves the Mortal Realm, never to return. You may bring the dead came to life, but you can’t bring back spirits into the dead bodies, even if you combine multi-bodies into one body.”
“I learned that the hard way.”
“And when it came to your experimentation, you are really, really, really missing one very, very, very, very, big, gigantic, critical, supernatural point when it comes to gods,” said Valverno, in a very dramatic dragon voice.
“What would that be, demigod?” asked Belverda.
“You adults should already know the very biggest point when it comes to gods, and spartanly you don’t: gods don’t bleed!
“And since I’m half god, half of my body doesn’t have blood. My glowing dragon legs, scales, tail, and legs do not have blood. That is the biggest point you have been missing. My human flesh has blood, but my dragon points do not have blood. That alone is why your experiments have mainly failed: the god power flowing in me cannot flow through other living things. I wield the god power, because I was chosen to wield it. No other creature or living beings were chosen to wield the power, me and me alone.”
“And no one else is qualified to wield the power?”
“Unless if they are chosen by the gods, yes.”
Belverda led a great madness strike her eyes. “Lair!” The witch pointed her staff at Valverno’s head.
Without making a nerving flinch, Valverno grabbed at the staff’s top before the witch cold cast a spell. His left wing grabbed it