The Godslingers 300: Chapter 5

Kyuseishu's POV

I walked up to the dome, and pulled out a paintbrush and ink. I wrote ancient greek symbols on the giant celestal bronze dome: επιβολή. The symbols for "enforce."

A flash of grey flew through the dome. It illuminated the settlement in shades of grey, white and silver as it dimmed, forming a ball in my hand and dissipating. The dome, now tinted silver, looked much harder to crack.

"Take that, monsters!" I shouted. Then a fist, covered in red fur, slammed through the dome. I stared over at it, in complete horror, as the Minotaur busted down the wall.

Now, the minotaur has had some modifications over the last two-and-a-half centuries. It had now doubled in size, and had one metal arm. It's hooves were bated with celestial bronze, and he had golden eyes. He drew a half tempered-iron and half Imperial Gold scythe, and charged me. I jumped above him, shouting "Mýga!" As I vaulted off of him.

Grey butterfly wings made of energy sprouted from my back as several things happened at once. The dome completely collapsed, fire and explosions blowing it up and sending it's tiny fragments everywhere. The Minotaur threw his scythe at me like a frisbee, spinning tip over blade as I wrote "Προστασία" on my arm with ink. A dome of grey surrounded me, knocking the scythe away, but breaking in the proccess. I glared down at it, and it pointed it's mechanical arm at me. The hand opened up into five pieces as a triple barreled machine gun came from the depths. Bullets shot at me, and I barely dodged them with my wings. I was running out of energy, I was sure of it. I fell and my wings faded, but a man shouted "Anémou!"

A gust of wind caused me to glide down as I was caught and cradled in the arms of an Asian man with red hair and a beard, black eyes and wearing a white cloak with the Japanese symbols "希望" on the front.

"Dad..." I said, before life faded to black.