CHAPTER HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-ONE
“Incoming from the north side!” a voice screamed from the screen we'd placed all the generals on for easier communication.
Xavier braced for impact while I loaded the guns aimed in that direction to shoot with deadly impact.
Somehow, I'd become this badass warrior female over the course of a few months and I don't even know how.
But I loved it. I loved defending my people and making sure we arrived at our destination safely. I loved helping my husband and making things easier for the generals. I loved the fact that my child stood a chance at a good life with an army as strong as ours.
The Draks weren't giving up and from the way they were going at it, they must have been paid a hefty amount of whatever incentive they needed for them to be coming at us like this.
“Reload!” Lyra-en screamed and I focused on her side.
It was a chaos of demands and firing while Xavier kept our guard up.
“Baby, I'm going to go around the ship to make sure none of them found their way in,” he told me and I nodded.
The last time, they'd broken down windows but it was smart not to expect them to do the same thing again.
Their plan worked extremely well and I believe they'd try again.
So it was smart of him to take precautions.
Five minutes later he released a red alert.
“They're able to teleport inside!” He screamed into the intercom, sending us all into a wild panic.
“Zyx!” I screamed at him, running towards where I sensed them the most. “Get whoever is capable of fighting out there immediately!” I commanded and produced guns out of thin air.
As I ran across the ship, I set a protective ward around myself, I was human and one shot was enough to kill me without
My aim was shit and I couldn't hit any vital points.
So I threw the guns to the side and decided to use Xavier's style of electric thunderbolts.
I was firing randomly into the closet we found ourselves in, increasing the thickness of the ward I put around myself because they weren't taking it lightly with me.
Suddenly, Xavier appeared in front of me and teleported me to the command room.
“What were you thinking rushing into danger like that? What if they shot you!” He shouted at me, his voice filled with… fear?
I was going to berate him for treating me like that but I noticed how shaken up he was. His irrational reaction came, not from his ego or a belief that I couldn't do anything myself but because of his love for me.
I hugged him amidst the chaos happening around me and gradually, he settled down. His breathing regulated and when I moved away from him, there was a tear on his left cheek.
“Baby..”
“If anything happens to you, I won't be able to survive it,” he croaked, his voice filled with emotion.
“Nothing is going to happen to me, okay? I'm protecting myself with the wards you took down when you appeared out of thin air, okay?”
“What if they get through it? What if they teleport into your personal space?”
“Well you'll be with me, won't you?”
It took him a second to realize I was asking him to fight with me.
“I'll be with you and I'll make sure you don't get hurt,” he assured me with his gray eyes shining.
“You might want to give Xy'thern control, though. I'm not fighting with guns, and I don't want you getting electrocuted,” I replied with a chuckle as we drove back into the fighting.
“If I tell you to run, promise you will.”
I looked at him with confusion.
“Okay baby,” I replied, deciding not to make a big deal out of anything in this madness.
Since I escaped that mental hell Fanny put me in, I'd always seen things from a different perspective.
And since I gave birth, I was no longer overly emotional. Sometimes I feared I might become too stoic and not be able to love the people I love anymore.
“Zyx, what's our number?” Xavier asked as we went back into the fray, killing Draks as they appeared out of thin air in different directions.
“Fifteen thousand Your Majesty,” he replied breathlessly.
This made our odds better but I still felt a prickly sensation at the base of my neck that something terrible was about to happen.
But since I couldn't figure out why, I ignored it.
Knowing how terrible Xavier felt about ignoring my warning the other time, I knew he wouldn't hesitate to jump into action if I told him about it.
But then, what was it? I barely understood what it was. What if I just felt sad about all of this and was attributing it to these powers?
I shook my head off the thoughts and went back to trying to get these pests out of our ship.
I kept a ward up around Xavier and me while killing as much as I could.
I was able to do more damage because I didn't have the weight of the entire ship on my shoulders.
Together, we were running towards every shimmering in the air before the drak appeared.
It made no sense why they were still trooping in their numbers considering they were clearly outnumbered.
It was basically a suicide mission at this point, yet they were dropping in only to drop dead like flies.
As if hearing my thoughts, they began disappearing out of the ship, retreating.
“They're going back. Why are they going back?” Xavier exclaimed in panic.
“I guess they realized they were outnumbered,” I replied, feeling a bubble of hope.
“Baby, these are Drakkonians. They are very happy to die for whatever their course is so they're not retreating because of that. Something is definitely wrong.”
“Is anything missing in the ship?” Kaid asked, and I paused to look at Xavier who looked like he'd seen a ghost.
“Let's go to the command room, I have a terrible feeling,” he said and took my hand, teleporting us there immediately.
What we saw changed the course of the entire battle.
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