34.1: True Strength

This was it. Celeste was going to kill me on this spot. And when she was finished, she would go after everyone I ever cared about. There was no changing her mind, no convincing her that she had fallen down a path of pure darkness. I thought I could help her. I thought I could save her. But it seemed that any hopes of bringing Celeste back to reason disappeared.

At least Wyatt wouldn’t have to watch. He was probably being escorted out of town now. Hopefully the Sands were out of harm’s way, oblivious to how this confrontation was going to end.

“I’m feeling rather generous today,” Celeste said nonchalantly. “You can have the first hit, right here,” she tapped her cheek. “Come on, show me what that White Essence is capable of.”

`I clenched my fists and let the Essence pour into my being. As the ivory light filled the room, she shot me an arrogant smirk.

“I’m waiting.”

I mustered up all of my Essence and suffocated it within my fist. It rippled and billowed around it, but it would have to do for now. I nervously winded up, and charged her, aiming for the cheek she foolishly left open for me. Celeste stood there, arms crossed, grinning fiendishly.

When the punch connected, she didn’t even flinch. There was no sign that she had even felt the punch, aside from the emerald radiance that now enveloped her. How? I put all of my Essence into that attack, and it didn’t even affect her.

“I heard you just finished your basic training today,” Celeste laughed. “No wonder that punch felt like a feather. Let me show you what real power looks like.”

Her Essence swiftly slid to her fist. Unlike mine, she was able to maintain its form impeccably. She pulled back slightly, then lodged her arm into my stomach, knocking me into the counter in a matter of seconds.

My danger reflex couldn’t even keep up with her speed. Before I could dodge her blow, my spine collided with the wall. Blood filled my throat, and my muscles became rigid. In one hit, she was able to cripple me.

“It hurts, doesn’t it? That’s how I feel every day I have to see your pitiful face. Every time you smile and pretend that everything in the world is happy. Well, it’s not. There is no light here, and you can try and pretend like it’s there, but the truth is, there is no light in you, either.”

“My father was light. He was kind, and he always kept a smile on his face, even when all hope was lost. He taught me how to be strong. And now, I’m going to use the strength he blessed me with to finally put an end to my grief. So say goodbye, Elijah. Soon, Old Tenebris will only be a memory for you, and you’ll be just a memory to those you love.”

Celeste opened her right hand, and within it, a mass of jade energy formed over it. She tugged on my shirt collar and lifted me up, holding her Essence inches from my face. The ferocity that permeated through it made me break into a sweat. I pulled my head away from her vicious Essence, only for her to yank me forward.

“Do you see this? This is what true power looks like. It makes your enemy sweat, cower in fear, distracts them. It strikes fear into them, makes them vulnerable. That’s happening to you right now. You’re reeling, aren’t you? You’re screaming at yourself to figure out a way to free yourself, but you can’t. Do you know why? Because...you had this coming.

Time felt like it slowed down as Celeste’s Essence inched towards my face. So this is it. This is how it all ends. I didn’t even stand a chance…

A split second later, I was able to slither away from her grasp to the other side of the kitchen.

The End

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