- Occult of Strigoikirk(The first)
- Occult of Strigoikirk(The Second)
- Occult of Strigoikirk(The Third)
- Occult of Strigoikirk(The Fourth)
- Occult of Strigoikirk(The Fifth)
- Occult of Strigoikirk(The Sixth)
- Occult of Strigoikirk(The Seventh)
- Occult of Strigoikirk(The Eight)
- Occult of Strigoikirk (The Ninth)
- Occult of Strigoikirk(The Tenth)
- Occult of Strigoikirk(Grand Finale)
“It’s time for you to step in.” The sudden rise of his master’s voice doesn’t surprise the Minister. In fact he was waiting for his master to let him go. Without any further delay he nods and teleports himself to the battlefield.
The flames reaching out to the sky give him a satisfaction of winning the battle. His satisfaction, however, turns to be a chimera when he notices the tiny figure flying towards the cavern where his master rests. Right in time. He scoffs and ascends upward.
“Stop right there, Caer. Proceed no further or I shall summon lightning from the darkest—”. Without warning a misty hand blinds the Minister and he can feel the gravity pulling him down to earth.
“What is it?” Aaron’s dumbfound from the sudden appearance of a flying cloud of darkness. “The Minister.” Caer answers, concentrating on the shell plummeting down to the ground.
“Warned you.” They hear an echo before the lightning strikes. Caer loses her balance and her grip around Aaron, but he grabs her hand in time. “The next one wouldn’t miss.” The Minister’s smoke rises up again to their altitude.
Aaron realizes Caer doesn’t talk much. She flies into center of the fog, with a clap she blasts the surroundings. The air around them flies away along with the smoke that belongs to the Minister.
As she continues to proceed, the Minister jumps ahead and blocks their way. He grows in size, spreading his particles in every possible direction. When he reaches the apparent limit, his hands start to solidify. Climbing up his torso, the gaseous particles turn solid and form scales on his body.
With the huge figure blocking their way there is no way left for them to slip from. Aaron looks at Caer who’s still in a trance, helpless he awaits the Minister to have his go on them. But as soon as the Minister slings his arm, Caer abandons her cloud along with Aaron and jumps onto his hand. Aaron, now descending towards the ground struggles to find a glimpse of his mother on the giant. When does see her, she is running towards the neck of the Minister while he is trying to flick her away.
The midget Caer has caused enough troubled for the Minister, his solid state is unstable due to her magic. After numerous failed tries to get rid of her, he decides to shrink in size and end it once and for all.
Exactly what I wanted. Smirks the queen of dreams as she plummets down to the earth from the shoulder of the giant Minister. His size is proportional to hers and she knows it is less tedious to defeat him, now.
“I don’t need to be big to make you taste the dust, Cae—”. Before he can complete, the queen runs at him and swings her leg. But rather than kicking him in front, as he expects, she jumps above him and lands behind his back. She takes a full swing high kick aimed at his head but he blocks it with his sharp claws.
“Not so easy.” He twists her and pierces his claws an inch deep in her arm. The greatest surprise is when she there’s no expression of pain on the queen’s face. Rather, she looks like she’s dozing off.
Caught off guard, a dense fog covers everything around them. Something about it makes the world an image of undefined borders for the Minister. Unaware of what’s happening he slips through the grasp of consciousness.
Aaron, who has been watching from a safer distance, wonders what is going inside the smoke. When he squints eyes a little more, he still isn’t able to differentiate any figure from the other. “Go to that man, Aaron. Make him stop this chaos. You are our last hope, I’ll cage the Minister in his dream but you will have to hurry. You will find him in the cavern that witnesses the daylight die, in the tallest alp beyond the cold forest.”
It’s his mother’s voice that rings in his ears, repeating the words of his father. He looks around for his mother with no success. Instead, he spots the tallest mountain and starts accelerating towards it.
On the way, he only hopes that he doesn’t come across another Minister or a monster.
Once he reaches the foot of the mountain, he curses himself to jinx his faith. Since he notices a huge wolf run towards him. Moreover, Aaron has nowhere to hide. He covers his face and expects the wolf to attack him at any moment.
The wolf doesn’t attack him for a very long time, thus Aaron looks up to see his brother laughing at him. Naked.
“You!” Aaron punches him in the stomach.
“We’ve a long way to go. Giddy up.” says Asher and turns into a yak.
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