Chapter 6: Purification against time

The concern invaded me, could that really happen to a person? My fear began to increase to what the minutes passed, and why? her.

Maybe Jun knew exactly what was happening to him, but little importance took him and kept looking at a somewhat challenging way in that soul in pain that began to laugh at the short time he had left in this place.

— Young Nathaniel Castelia, I ask him to take my gun and instill a little of his energy in her. — He asked me without looking at me since he was focused on that thing.

— Jun, but ... I don't know how I'm going to overcome him.— I said doubtful.

— We do not need to disappear this agonizing soul, it is under the control of someone and to be released we must break that bond and purify it so that it can go to light.

With every minute the situation was becoming critical, Jun was not going to be able to contain that soul more than, he began to laugh when he saw her in that situation that had revealed something about her who was imprisoned. Between laughter he pointed to my partner only with the intention of making fun of her.

— Jajaja, please. Not only I am under the control of someone ... spiritual puppet ... if that's what I think you are.— He said bluntly.

— Puppet or not ... I'm more alive than you! time it disappears.

— Jun, it's better than ..

He interrupted me.— Young Nathaniel! I will not die, I will only disappear because my energy is not enough to stay here longer. The more you doubts about you ... I am exhausting my reservation keeping that poor and stupid soul that seeks to make fun of me.

— Okay.— I replied not very sure of my decision.

I was not entirely sure to do what Jun had asked me but I still had to do it to free that being. My hands trembled by having in his possession the spear of the girl, an object that gave off some warmth that caused my body to begin to raise its temperature to the point that I began to feel that I was burning in flames.

— Concentrate nath, breathe and da.— I thought at the same time that I raised the spear. To guide this poor soul.

Without more, I closed my eyes and felt like something I traveled through my arms until he went to the spear, my fear disappeared and the feeling of being burning too, leaving only the warmth that began to make that in my heart I felt a slight tingling that made me Feel joy. Once ready, I launched the spear still with my eyes closed where that soul was located that in a matter of seconds began shouting as if it were suffering.

My emerald orbs opened slowly with the noise caused by the spirit, which began to detach from him a black aura that caused me curiosity of just seeing him, which I wanted to clarify me.

— Jun, what is that? —He asked and then direct my gaze towards her.

— It is the evil that had tied it. There will be more opportunities to have a more widespread talk.

— Don't worry jun, it doesn't bother me at all to leave.

— Jajaja, it's not your fault. My energy is limited, they cannot leave me free for a long time although my duty is to protect whoever I choose. Alma when I stop offering that black aura ...

— Yes.

— Good, see you later...

I was about to disappear completely between flashes, but something in me made me talk, something that caused me to feel despair if I didn't say something before he left. I didn't want to let the sensation consume me, so I let the words out.

— Thank you for helping me and protecting myself.

— Oh? ... I don't thank me ... it's my duty and life mission. .

I couldn't understand why he had crossed my way, but one thing was sure, she was someone special.

After approximately 30 minutes, I noticed that the black aura had abandoned that soul in sorrow next to the spear that without realizing it disappeared.

As Jun had said, I approached the soul to help her get up to try to deliver the pen later. When I held my hand, he took her but raised his gaze towards me took a way that I immediately recognized, I began to sweat cold just to see him in front of me since he had only known him for the memories that my mother told me and for the portraits They were inside the house, hanging on the wall of the room.

— Uncle?

The man only cleared his eyes a little that were covered by his bangs, seeing that reddish hair and those emerald orbs made me tremble because of the fact that I did not know who had tied him to the earthly world.

I did not know what to do at that time, my head had stayed blank, contrary to my uncle, who only smiled and then hugged me.

— I never believed that my little sister went to make me uncle.—He sighed.

— E ... you are ... but what ...?

— I see that you have followed the path of the Castelia. — He said with a clear expression of discomfort.

— Ma ... puppet?! ... No! — I shouted scared.

— And who did the girl who gave you the pen?— He asked me.

— She is a girl, not a puppet !!. —I replied.

— Ahg, well ... I see that you do not know any of that, so ... I must consider that you are not so strong to create something like that.— He sighed. — I still have to thank you and that ... hmm. .. girl?, To save myself from the claws of ...

My uncle's countenance changed dramatically, his expression now showed pain but he took courage to point something that was behind my back. A cold air invaded the patio and that was something strange since we were outside where it should have been dispersed and not concentrated outdoors.

When I turned my gaze back, all I saw was the brightness of a dagger that was covered by someone who used a robe that covered it from head to toe.