Glimpse of Hell (Friesha's note 22)

"Ah, ah! The terror! Ah!" Milla knelt down as she raised her chest up high. "Now then, proceed! Make use of me until the very bit of my soul! Ah! Climax!!"

Indeed climax came when from behind her, the bandit emerged from the bushes with a knife in hand. He then launched himself towards Milla, "Got you now!"

"Watch out!" I had no time to think and immediately casted a quick wind spell. "Gust!"

My intention was to blow a huge gust of wind to the bandit, sending it away. However, that's not happened, instead a huge tornado came from the bottom of their feet, raising the two of them up, and sucking them towards it. Fortunately enough, Milla was able to grab hold of a tree branch where she grabbed on to dear life.

"Aaah! What force! What power! Oh, oh! Oh oh oh oh oh! Dear me!!" she was barely hanging on (I guess).

"Ah! S-stop! Stop!!" I begged for the tornado to stop but to no avail, it just got even worse. The tornado unintentionally turned into one of my strong spells, the Wind Child.

It turned into the shape of a sphere as the wind continued to spin around. The speed and strength of the wind was so strong it uprooted small trees off, shredding them into small pieces upon contact with the Wind Child's exterior. Inside it was a massive amount of wind compressed and ready to explode in any minute. Unlike Sun Child which was nothing more than fire and heat compressed into one, Wind Child contained wind, air, and space magic, allowing wind to be trapped inside a specific space as more wind gather to explode.

If nothing is to be done, Wind Child could kill Milla. "Think Friesha, think!!!" I tried thinking as hard as I could while I too was barely hanging on as Wind Child will suck anything to it.

"Oh! Oh! How come you too are being sucked in? Is this not your power?" Milla just asked.

"It's my spell, but the wind is no longer mine and has its own movement now," I explained to her as both the branches we were the holding on to were slowly being sucked in.

Just then, an idea came to mind and I immediately carried it out. I let go of the branch and went straight towards the Wind Child, spinning along the winds' dictation. The moment I got close enough, shredding winds made small cuts on my body, making me, "Aah!" in pain. Once I was near being shredded into tiny bits, I casted a strong force spell enough to cancel the Wind Child. Surely enough, it cancelled Wind Child and we fell to the ground; Milla unto her butt as gentle as can be while I was face first. Afterwards, she just got up and patted dust off her dress and went to me as ladylike and as gentle as can be, where she found me lying flat on the ground bleeding all over.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh! Blood! Blood! Oh! Fifirisha! Are you okay!" she was desperate to help me as she spun around me like a ritual traditional dance. "Oh, oh! Whatever should I do? Whatever should I do?"

Eventually, the bandit that got caught up with us stood up in joy of having its target hurt itself.

"Hehe, you'll pay for that you wench..." the bandit got closer and closer dragging one of his foot as he walked.

"Oh, oh! Good heavens! Oh!" Milla stepped forward trying to shield me. "Of what reason could be driving you this far? To what purpose do you cling on to?"

"M-milla, they were sent to kill you," despite my painful wounds, I tried standing up yet failed to even move my legs.

"Oh, oh! Kill me? Who so desire such intent? What gain is there?"

"I don't fully know the details," I secretly chanted a small spell. "B-but your butler asked them once. They said they were sent by your own father."

"Ooh! Oh oh oh! Goodness gracious! Dear Father?" she was completely shocked.

"Hehehe, indeed your father wants you dead," the bandit got closer. "So I'll kill you, just fulfilling my task. We were paid big, you know."

"Merciless brute, harming a little girl. Since you were paid already, " my spell was quite long to complete. "Why not just leave her be? There is no longer any objective. You already have your cash, right?

"Heh! You wouldn't understand dirty mage. We bandits have dignity to our job, too."

"Screw that dignity! You just want to hurt others! Do you not even feel pain as you harm those who didn't harm you?" for an instant my mind reminded me of what happened seven years ago.

"Shut up filth. You don't even have the right to talk, you pathetic low maggot."

Milla suddenly went to rage, "Oh, oh! You insolent fool! Oh, my head! Ah! What right do you have to disgrace someone you don't even know? Dear heavens! Have some respect to others!!"

"Shut the hell up!!" the bandit went forward with his knife to stab Milla. I had to do this now. Forgive me bandit, for this might kill you.

"Glimpse of Hell!" I projected my hand towards the bandit as force went out and directly hit him.

"Gaaaah!!" was all he could say before falling into the illusion.

My spell, Glimpse of Hell is a combination of fire, space, time, and life magic all applied with darkness and compressed in the form of mind magic. This skill, which was one of my original creations, places an illusion of hell to the target. This illusion is so vivid they would even hurt themselves thinking that hell creatures are really crawling and biting them. This vividness was because of the other elements included which were all turned to their negative form once applied with darkness magic; fire into hell flames, space into emptiness, time into loop, and life into corruption.

Right now, I looked and the bandit screaming in so much pain, wriggling like a worm. He then torn off his clothes and began scratching his own body with his fingernails. Then he stood up and kept hitting his head on a tree, shaking its innocent leaves off.

"NO! NO MORE! LEAVE ME BEEEEE!!!" the bandit was crying with blood as he screamed from the top of his lungs. "NO! NOOOO! AAAHHH!"

Milla stood there in shock of what she was watching. She stared at the bandit for quite some time. Then all of a sudden...

"He's crazy?! What in dear goodness is he doing to himself?! Oh, oh! The horror!" she then went to me. "Can you stand?"

"I can't..." indeed after casting unstable spells, I felt like my body was being ripped off.

"Oh goodness! What must I do?" she then grabbed my hand. "Oh, how excruciating! To be this helpless! Oh!"

Eventually, the bandit fell to the ground unconscious and bleeding from all over his body from self inflicted wounds. The horror of seeing hell for even a short while. I made this spell out of hatred to the humans. To be sure of its strength, I even tried it on myself since there was no one else with me after my mother died. Therefore I know exactly what the bandit went through.

I looked overly distressed Milla and the thought of horror came to me. In my unstableness, it was a near miracle the spell hit the bandit. The possibility that it might hit her instead lingered at that time. If it did happened, I don't know what I'll do... for some reason.

"Ah! I forgot something very crucial!" suddenly Milla got up as she said this. "No need to worry now miss Fifirisha! Wait for a while okaaay?"

She then took a deep breath, like a while. Then with her hummingbird pitch voice, she shouted with her soul.

"SEBASTIAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNN!!!!!"

Her voice somehow shook the earth as birds flew away startled. Afterwards, there was a long moment of silence (about thirty seconds) until trees can be heard being shaken and trampled down. The sound was coming towards us as the ground shook with might. Then, a voice was heard from a distance.

"Miss Millavuenoghatthendillia Edelvoughahndi Mayoubhoughergoise!!!"

Sebastian came jumping from a tree, "Are you alright??!!"

All of a sudden, I was slowly losing my consciousness as I felt my body weakened intensely. At the same time, I did my best to hide the pain. Slowly my vision became blurry and my hearing got blocked probably from blood I felt leaking out of my ears. I could see a faint figure of Milla trying to talk to me as my consciousness gradually faded and I embraced the warmth of slumber.

"friesha?.. friesha my dear?"

"Mother?.. Is that you...?"

"so what would your first own magic spell be like?"

"Mother? I'm here! Where are you?"

"hmm, I see. indeed that is such a lovely spell."

"Mother? Can you hear me? Mother?"

"be sure to learn it okay?"

"Mother! Mother!"

I opened my eyes desperate to see her. Only to see a beautifully decorated ceiling above me. The artistry of angels dancing amongst the clouds seemed to block my memory of that dream I just had. I looked around the well decorated large room I was in.

"Where... am I?"