The Black Saint is My StalkerCh63 - A stream of light

‘Ramirez. Miasma concentration report.’

‘…’ Graham heard what sounded like a pained dreg that came to him through the communication spell, then a humorless chuckle, ‘65%’ CVS8Zd

Still too high, Graham thought as impatience gnawed his bones. He cleaved through lesser demons as though they were mere insects but still, the miasma concentration was so high, the infestation dense.

Miguel’s voice was annoying, echoing in his mind through the spell. But Graham tolerated it. ‘I fear that my reputation will be in shambles after this affair but I can’t help but wonder just who would dare set me, the Saint of Shields up like this? Ah, they should know that I won’t back down so easily—’

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Graham cut off his rambling as he pivoted on his heel, a single slash was enough to disperse half a dozen demons. ‘Barrier integrity.’

‘—47%,’ Miguel answered with a sigh, ‘Forgive me, Graham. I find that my concentration is in shambles.’ CIZbXt

‘Complain later,’ Graham chided, ‘reconstruct your barrier.’

‘You’re asking much of me,’ Miguel laughed without humor, ‘You of all people should know of the strain of using a Miracle.’

‘Then do something,’ Graham snapped, driving his blade into a particularly large wrath demon before emptying his magazine into a slew of desire demons behind it. The little corner of the city had been cleansed but there were still many more. He could still feel the waves of miasma pulsing from the ruined warehouse. Since Seoyun had so foolishly gone to trade her life away, Graham was going to make the most out of the opportune moment and disperse as much miasma as possible, preventing further leakage from Miguel’s broken barrier.

But for the first time in ages, Graham found his patience tested. It had been a while since he felt on edge. ‘I am abandoning post,’ he said sharply through the spell, ‘And I shall join the main battle against the demon prince.’

‘Your odds aren’t looking good against her,’ Miguel warned, ‘Your Time Record hasn’t fully recovered, has it? I can tell that you’ve used it recently, you know. Your miracle needs longer. Wait for reinforcements, they’re actually coming this time.’

‘There is no time.’

‘Then retreat for now.’

‘No.’ NEkAWg

‘This is an order, Saint of Eternity,’ Miguel’s voice was uncharacteristically stern.

‘You are not the commander,’ Graham retorted, knowing that Seoyun yet lived, even though she was dying. Before the Saint of Shields could say anything else, he tactfully cut off the communication spell.

In the sky above, a stream of miasma could be seen seeping through the cracks and opening in Miguel’s divine barrier. Once escaped, it would be difficult to track its path, and locate new areas of contamination.

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The vicinity had been, for the most part, evacuated, leaving dust to settle amid the rubble. The ground was reshaped to feature wide ditches with concrete churned. Large blocks of what used to be pavement and building and furniture decorated a landscape, licked by black flames. Smoke rose and left the air stuffy and charred. sVKRcO

The demon prince stood before Han Li, her posture straight, expression still. That black third eye scrutinized him and glared back at it in turn.

She placed a dainty hand on her chest, her voice soft and lyrical, “You seem lost, little one. Say, why do you don the skin of man? It is rather unsightly.”

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Ignore her. 

Han Li tossed Weian up, the sword gaining a life of its own as it cut through the air, making its way right towards the offensive third eye that wouldn’t stop staring. ceRfBn

But the prince only chuckled, knocking it aside with ease. Weian stuttered and shook, off course, but Han Li directed it back toward its target.

The prince grinned, not even paying the flying sword any mind. She dashed forward, closing the distance between them in a single step, her hand reached out—

Han Li, eyes wide, stumbled backward but he couldn’t match her speed, unable to stop her when she reached for the necklace that rested against his collar.

With a snap, the chain broke. Han Li backed up, but without the artifact around his neck, he felt instantly winded, hunched over as the prince’s miasma clawed its way down his throat. He lurched, eyes tearing, agony ripping through his chest. A loathsome glare pinned the demoness, who took a moment to calmly inspect the piece of jewelry in her fingertips. DkQVyd

The tips of her finger sizzled against it, pale skin turning bloody but she did not seem to mind. “What a curious but useless thing,” she hummed.

“Give it back.” Self-control began to ebb, his thinly veiled composure cracked.

Fuck. Without patience, Han Li’s voice rose up into a snarl, “Give it back!”

Vision dyed red, he launched himself at her with a fist raised. A loud boom shook the earth, the Prince grinned as she caught his fist with her palm. “That’s more like it!” she barked with laughter, eyes crescenting with joy. fNhGzg

No, he had to calm himself down.

But Han Li’s movements stuttered as the thought filtered through his mind, giving the prince the opportunity to pull him closer as she twisted towards him, her elbow ramming straight into his sternum.

Breath expelled from his lungs, Han Li felt his vision blur but Weian came between them as though having a life of its own, its silver blade catching a gleam as it cleaved downward.

The prince only laughed, her voice jovial, gleeful. She pulled Han Li as though he were but a doll, using him as a shield against his own blade. But Weian twirled backward, its hilt landing straight into Han Li’s palm. Even with his mind clouded, he drove his body forward, moving on instincts alone. The hilt of the sword was driven into the arm that held him captive. koETdJ

She let go.

And instead of taking the moment to strike, Han Li moved with pinpoint precision, snatching the ring from the Prince’s two fingers. It burned in his hand but he wrapped his palm around it, unwilling to let go.

But his choice left him open and the demon prince took advantage. “Weak!” she bellowed, sweeping him off the ground with her feet before delivering a powerful punch right into his gut.

Han Li was sent flying until he crashed into a slab of concrete. Cpo8uM

Boom!

Debris fell over his vision and Han Li’s mind was white with pain.

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Weian fell without much fanfare, clattering against the ground and for a moment everything was quiet.

It was dark, with rubble collapsed on top of him. Han Li’s focus was stolen by the burning in his palm; the ring that he clutched there could help stave off his demon half, if only by a little bit, for a little while. HgdUV

Better than nothing, he thought.

Maybe he could stave her off until the Saint of Eternity arrived.

Maybe he could…

Such bright and hopeful thoughts wanned against the looming shadow of despair. But he held onto it and slipped the ring on his finger, feeling the bright burn of holy power cut through his consciousness. The nausea of overpowering and he could compose himself fast enough to react to the debris being blown away. The heel of a pale foot came towards him and he awkwardly shuffled away as drove into the ground. A large crater formed with a thundering boom. VRuTkO

Han Li cursed and scrambled to his feet, head dizzy as he held out his hand, calling Weian once more.

The Prince frowned as she watched. “Do not test my patience, little one. I’ve already given you plenty of chances to show me something good!” She twirled her axe in her hand with promise, the gleeful expression replaced with mild disappointment.

A millisecond. And the prince closed the distance between them, her weapon aimed at Han Li’s neck.

His body, sluggish, could hardly keep up with his mind as he watched the black close it. By whatever miracle, he was able to call Weian between them, barely deflecting any force. 0JXnx6

Han Li was knocked off his feet once more. He rolled, and when he tried to rise, a wave of nausea assaulted him, his finger burning with blistering pain that shot up his arm; the ring containing his demonic strength.

The merciless white knee came at him, the demoness cracked his ribs with a single kick. Han Li coughed, his lips wet with blood.

The black axe raised.

Only for the prince to twirl on her heel. A metallic clang rang out as she swatted away an incoming spear. CMQrPc

The spear clattered on the ground before the divine light around it dissipated, revealing the shape of a worn-out fan.

And for a moment, Han Li thought he saw sunlight descend, piercing the veil of smoke that clouded the skies.

But no, it was just a wash of holy light that sat upon Seoyun’s head. She stood there, calm with a soft smile upon her lips. And even with all her scars, her severed arm, the blood and cuts, and all myriad of wounds on her body, she stood there quietly as her spiritual powers slowly dissipated, like golden dust fluttering away in the wind, painting a stream of light in the air.

“Noona!” he called, desperation ripe. Ce71FZ

“Pest,” the demon prince chided and lunged forward at once.

Han Li did not think twice when he ripped the artifact off his finger, fully and willingly tapping into his demonic strengths.

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He cut the prince’s advance, wedging himself between her axe and Seoyun, and caught her wrist with his clawed hand. “That’s as far as you go.”

The prince’s golden eyes were full of glee. “Oh! That took you long enough!” JZ0Kda

Author: All I want is a nice vacation TT_TT. Anyways I hope you’re all doing well! Because I– well…uh, what is even writing? And why do I write? LMFAO AND WHY DOES OG BL GET NO LOVE TT__TT