Legacy of thorns

Eudemon: - How long has he been in there?

Harlot: - Almost 18 hours ago.

Eudemon: - I hope you can figure it out, Mizeya.

It's impossible, it's a joke now, I'm in a completely different place, but wasn't that light the exit? I don't even know how long I've been going, I'm starting to lose track of time in here, the longer I go, the more the darkness overwhelms me.

Mizeya: - AWWH.

I can already feel the fatigue in my legs, I rub the sweat around my eyelids, and then I notice the prickly thorns surrounding my legs, which seem to have come and are clinging to me, not letting go of my legs, what is this? I tried to take it off, but for some reason, it wouldn't come off, I was forced to go like this for a while, and after a while, I made peace with it, Harlot must know that these come off. I have already carefully considered my further steps, so as not to fall for that trick disguised as a cheap way out again. This feeling, this weight around my bum, is getting heavier and heavier, as if a man is pulling me with all his strength and forcing me to go where it intends to go, so you call me. This strange vegetation calls to me, it's not like its prickly spines hurt, it's just a little unpleasant, it's like something stuck in your eye that you can't get out, only there the problem is solved quickly, not here.

I surrendered myself, and let this mystical power guide me, I no longer hear the sounds around me, but rather the frictional sound of the weight on my feet and their contact with the ground, which I generated with my worn boots. What is this weight? Inexplicably, it grows more and more, as if a gravitational pressure is placed on my legs, the longer I let the plant lead, the more I can only feel its weight on my legs more and more, the spikes of which sting more and more.

It's been a while since I've been walking this long, dark path that seems to have no end, the weight on my feet has already doubled, so maybe I should use my sword, it's getting annoying. I take the huge sword off my back, and after a concentrated, small, delicate cut, I am surprised to see that nothing happened, it is still with me, it is not even scratched or at least has a small cut mark on it, but nothing, it is intact the thorn that is slowly tearing my leg off.

I take a close look at the thorns that wrap my legs in a painful embrace.

Mizeya: - What are you from anyway?

With this pain, my ankle started to bleed, I won't last long, I have to figure it out as soon as possible. Well, we arrived, as I expected, a fork, but I'm not going to fall for it, once was enough, not more than once. My leg responded to my sudden stop with a strange movement.

Mizeya: - HN.AGWH.

One of my legs started to be very attracted to something, thanks to which I had to choose which direction to choose for my next step.

Mizeya: - These damn thorns.

The inexplicable force led me to a huge room, I look around a bit, then I see a small point of light on the ceiling, which came straight towards me at full speed, then a burning sensation grips on my legs, I look at it and the thorn started to burn from my legs, an incredible severe pain followed this operation, I tore off my pants, then the spikes of the half-burnt thorns began to penetrate my skin, leaving behind a red streak that spread more and more over the surface of my leg, which continued to my hand and left a mark, to be precise, a red spot in the shape of a tree leaf.

Unknown voice: - Is there anyone there?

I stopped in front of the figure covering the darkness, then I start running in the direction of the sound, I see a brazen girl nailed to the wall with thorns.

Mizeya: - Are you okay?

As I look at the girl, a rather strange feeling fills me inside, my arm also started to tingle, and I took 1-2 steps backward.

Unknown girl: - You don't have to be afraid of me, I've been waiting for you, my successor.

Mizeya: - My successor?

Unknown girl: - You didn't think that the light at the end of the tunnel was just a trick, did you? You've been out for a long time, something just happened that forced me to bring you here.

Mizeya: - So that was the exit, why did you do this to me?

Unknown girl: - My name is Faina, I'm the princess of thorns and I've been chained here for quite a long time, about 200 years, I've tried to break free, but all my strength has been blocked, I'm afraid that if I break free now, my body and my strength will disappear also, nature needs my strength, it can't disappear, that's why I waited so patiently to entrust all my strength to a suitable person.

Mizeya: - What makes you think it would be me?

Faina: - Don't be silly, based on the sword on your back, you can't be anything other than the hero who disappeared 1 year ago, and I haven't heard of him for so long. That hero and his mysterious mask was my first guest during my 200-year imprisonment.

Mizeya: - Then why didn't you give him your power?

Faina: - I wanted it for him, but he didn't accept it, and then it was absorbed, although if I remember better it was the soul of his sword.

Mizeya: - His soul?

Faina: - Auch. ahh. I don't have much time young man, I used the last of my strength on the key on your arm.

Mizeya: - Hey! Are you okay?

Faina: - Don't worry about me, keep your hand on my forehead, the one with the mark. Quickly!

I didn't understand the situation, but I followed the strange woman's every command.

I feel the heat flowing through my whole body, my soul is also flooded, and this heat is starting to tear my body apart.

Faina: - Bird out.

My body can't take it anymore, I have to quickly give all my strength to the boy before I disappear. A quarter of an hour passed until the procedure was completely completed.

Faina: - You now have all my power to you.

The girl looks at me with tears in her eyes, I want to go to her to wipe her tears, but I started to feel very dizzy, then I fell to the ground and started vomiting, I threw up everything. I stand up, and the girl's body started to fade.

Mizeya: - What is happening to you?

Faina: - This is what happens when all my powers disappear, this is what happens when you are a sylph soul.

Mizeya: - But I don't want you to disappear.

I can only see the sadness in the soul girl's eyes that she had to live in loneliness for 200 years, I don't want her life to end here, no way.

Faina: - I'm very sorry, kid, but I made this decision.

Mizeya: - Not then, I don't want to, no and no.

The girl's body had already disappeared, leaving only a voice behind.

Faina: - I'm with you, boy...

A very strong booming, resounding sound from the direction of one of the sealed walls, then a huge creature breaks through it and the debris comes crashing down on me with it.

I climbed out from under the debris, then, clinging to one of the rocks, I looked up at the creature that looked like a snake, who was looking at the wall without saying a word, so Faina had to be imprisoned here because of you, she was afraid, because of you she was desperately looking for a way out and because of you, she died.

I will finish you, I will kill you, I will cut off your head and tear out your intestines with my own two hands through your stomach, you cannot live any longer.

I took out my sword, then the leaf-shaped mark started to glow red, I felt strong anger, the contact and a scattering of my old teeth on the upper and lower layers of my jaw did not let me down.

Mizeya: - Come on, you bastard.

The creature started to move incredibly fast, which I could barely parry with my sword, and because of this, I slammed into the wall.

Mizeya: - I'm sorry, I can't feel it yet.

I got off the wall, then jumped up to the ceiling and cut off his tail with a huge cut, which grew back almost immediately.

Mizeya: - So you don't give up easily.

Don't give up easily, I would love to enjoy this fight, the mark on my arm shone even more, thanks to which the color of my sword turned red, this feeling is amazing, I can swing my sword more and more easily and my hand does not want to be torn off with each cut.

I'm sorry that you have to face me, now you can be sure of your death, with this sentence, I took my huge sword and threw it at him with full force, thanks to which I tore the skin from his tail to his head, then in the middle of his suffering I picked up my sword and pushed myself off the ground and I severed his head from his neck with a clear cut.

Harlot: - The 24 hours are slowly passing, where are you all ready? Idiot.

The cold whistlers of the forest and the special atmosphere of the evenings are perfect, but the boy was not disturbed by this perfect hour either, holding the head of the serpentine snake in his hand, he looks at Harlot and Eudemon.