MGS- pg50

My Guardian Serpent
Page #50



    Neera gulped, and Zenobie couldn't stop staring at the now gigantic Cythera. She suddenly lifted up her hands into the sky, and roared louder than a dragon can ever roar. Suddenly controlling the blue lightning strikes in the stormy sky, she looked down once again at her Queenot soldiers, now huddled together like a swarm of ants, and she zapped the blue lightning at all of them at once. Shrieking in fear but couldn't move or fly away, every single Queenot soldier got zapped by the lightning strike, and were suddenly in a faze of transformation. All began to form new wings like bats, their feathers changing from gray to black, and their eyes glowing from yellow to red. Their wings spread as wide and long as dark angel wings, their horns on their heads grew sharper and taller than before, but their bodies were changing into something else instead of just eagle men. They all fell onto their knees, and they suddenly turned into some sort of black smokes, their figures changed from eagle men, into raptor-like creatures...smoke raptor-like creatures!

Dyami watched in horror as his soldiers turned into monstrous smoke raptors, and began to shriek and caw at each other like mad, making such eerie noises that it stung his own ears. He turned his head to the left, and saw Miranda walking towards the crowd of smoke raptures, not afraid of even coming towards them, as if it was some kind of joke. One of the smoke raptors hopped towards her direction, and tilted its head downward, and she oddly placed a claw on top of its head. Petting the smoke rapture, it began to make a rattling sound with its throat, and somehow with surprise…Miranda formed a smile on her evil pale face. Dyami cocked his head to the side and suddenly felt hope inside his heart once again, finally figuring out that Miranda's body wasn't fully developed by her dark side. He knew that she still had her love for animals and fantasy creatures, that it made her smile when she laid a gentle hand on one of his deformed soldiers.

She can still be saved! Dyami thought.

"Nothing can stop me now! Nothing!" roared Cythera from up above, as she still held the blue lightning in her claws. All the smoke raptors began to shriek louder from Cythera's pride words, ready and prepared to destroy anything in their path. Miranda looked up at her Mistress, and placed her hand back to her side. Still silent from not speaking, she suddenly began to calm her breathing down into a level that no one couldn't hear. Dyami still kept on staring at her in amazement as she relaxed her muscles and fists from being clutched, and her eyes felt calm and gentle instead of fierce. He gulped.

Zenobie couldn't believe what was happening. He couldn't believe that his wife was weakening without her water orb, he couldn't believe that Miranda was now being controlled and torn apart one by one, but the one thing that he truly couldn't believe--was that he was becoming a coward. He hated to be a coward, but he was clueless, he didn't know what to do now, he couldn't figure out what to do…

"We need a miracle…" he whispered.


    End of Chapter 8