Last Voyages

Chapter 39

And one step closer to keeping my promise with Layla.

The more I fought with these men, the more energy I wasted. I needed to finish this fast so I could still have strength left to fight this General Vox. 

I swung my sword around hard, knocking three of them off balance and I jump to the side, avoiding the swords of the other two. Stabbing one of the three I knocked off balance, I take his body and push it towards the others, using it as a decoy to throw them off. 

They go around the body I throw, but it gives me enough time to slash two of their necks, dropping them like flies. The two remaining soldiers grip their swords tightly, giving me harsh glares as they stand over their dead comrades bodies. 

A shout nearby makes us turn my head, and for a brief second I catch a glimpse of Louis before he plunges back into battle. Sighing with relief, I turn back to the two, feeling energized knowing at least one of my friends was still alive and fighting. 

Dashing forward, I raise my sword, coming down hard at the two soldiers and clashing swords with both of them. I raise my leg and deliver a kick to one man's stomach, sending him to the ground before I knock the other's sword away from him. He looks up at me frightened but I don't hesitate to run him through.

The last soldier left scrambled to his feet, but I didn't give him time to defend himself. I slashed my sword through his neck, blood spurting on my face before he drops to the ground dead. 

My breaths come out heavy, feeling worn out already because of how much I've been fighting. Even with Layla's plan, there are still too many of them. I wipe the blood from my face as best I could before looking around for more soldiers to fight.

A high-pitched scream caught my attention and my body freezes. 

I know that scream.

I turn around, my eyes going wide as I see Layla being thrown on the sand, three men surrounding her, and I could see from here she had a cut on her arm. They must have caught her.

Dirt covered her face as she got up from the sand, and my blood began to boil as I saw bruises on her face and shoulders, her eyes terrified as she looks up at the three men. 

"Go ahead and kill the brat." a voice says and my eyes slide over to the sound of it, seeing General Vox with his arms crossed, a smug look on his face. He was going to kill her.

"Our pleasure, General! She won't be hard to kill anyways, with how puny she is." one man says before they start laughing, and the sound of my heart beating echoed in my ears as everything around me felt to fade away. 

One man picked Layla up by her hair, making her cry out again before he holds up his sword, a dark grin on his face as he gets ready to plunge it into her throat.

My body moved faster than I thought possible. 

Before I knew it, my foot was in the back of the man who was holding Layla, his sword missing its mark as I kicked him away from Layla. His face slammed down into the sand, knocking him out cold, the other two men jumping back out of surprise.

"Daddy!" Layla breathes out relieved but I keep my face turned from her, the emotions running through my body unimaginable. I couldn't place the emotion I was feeling, but the only thing that it could be compared to was rage.

"You really do draw trouble to you, don't you?" I say, glancing over to her, and I hear her let out a small whimper, but it was a happy one.

"He's the Captain! He's the one who the Emperor is after." one of the men says and I look down at the ground. My entire body was shaking. "Never mind that. Don't carelessly get close to me..." I say lowly, trying to keep my breathing steady.