Aethelos Pain and Blood

Nayb approached her again. Eliana did not stand up right away. · “Are you here as a civilian… or as a soldier?” · He smiled slightly. · “Depends on you. · Are you here as a civilian… or as a rebel?” · She watched him for a second, then spoke more quietly, almost tired. · “You know… I genuinely think you’re a good guy. · Sometimes I forget that you’re a threat to everything I believe in. · And well… you’ve already tried to kill me and Zakrom a few times.” · “Zakrom,” Nayb repeated. “Your brother. Not by blood… but by bond.” · “Exactly.” · That was when her eyes shifted. In the background, between the trees, a silhouette. Zakrom. Hidden. · Eliana’s face changed at once. · “Nayb. You have to get out of here. Fast.” · “What’s going on?” · He didn’t need an answer. · A massive root of darkness burst from the ground and tore through the park. Benches shattered. People screamed. Civilians ran in panic as the darkness spread like an open wound across the earth. · Nayb turned to Eliana. The anger was clear. · “You distracted me on purpose for this? · Look around you. Do you think these people deserve this?” · “Nayb, I swear I had no intention of this at all!” · He was no longer listening. A light aura exploded around him, dense and aggressive, as if his entire body had decided to kill. · “But now I do have the intention of killing your brother.” · He moved forward. · “Zakroooom… your funeral will be here.” · The speed was absurd. Zakrom barely had time to react. · “What speed—” · Nayb was already in front of him. · “Light Punch!” · The punch of light hit him square in the stomach. Zakrom was launched far away, tearing up dirt and trees along the way. Before he could recover, Nayb was on him again. · “Light Explosion!” · The blast engulfed the Noxian’s body. Smoke. Dust. A short silence. · Zakrom stood up anyway, blood running from his mouth, his eyes full of hatred. · “The Vindicari steal land. · They steal dignity. · And now you want to steal my best friend…?” · He raised his hand. · “Darkness Line!” · A black line cut through the air toward Nayb. · Caught between the two of them, Eliana froze. Her body would not obey. Her heart was beating too fast. · What do I do…? · “BOTH OF YOU STOP!” · The answer did not come from either of them. · It came from behind. · “Well, well, well…” Brock’s voice echoed across the destroyed park. “What do we have here? Two rebels for one of us. · Let me balance the fight.” · Eliana turned at once and took a fighting stance. That was when she felt the shadow. · A gigantic shadow covered her body. She looked up. · In the sky, a mass of stone and condensed aura was beginning to fall. · Brock smiled, cold. · “Let’s crush the ants. · Meteor Blast!” · The meteor came down. · The entire park trembled.