133. A PACT WITH MY BEAST
NYX
The shriek of the little Drakmor got lost in the clearing, drowned out by the roars of those two giants.
Her mother fell, knocking down some trees, kicking up dust and earth, trying to shake off her attacker—another fierce and bloodthirsty female.
Her glowing red eyes were filled with hatred.
"Don’t interfere!" I ordered the baby without thinking. She whimpered but stayed within the safety of the forest.
I jumped into the fight, fearing the worst. Those jaws were heading straight for the Drakmor’s throat on the ground.
Her red eyes suddenly met mine from a distance, full of desperation.
"NO!" I screamed as my magic burst into a fierce, crackling whip of power.
It lashed through the air and wrapped around the beast’s neck. Not even then did she stop her attack to defend herself.
I feared we were too late, but in the next second, a thick layer of ice appeared around my Drakmor’s neck, and the other’s teeth sank into the frozen protection.
Her roar of pain shook the skies.
Furious, I