182: [Bonus chapter]She Used A Divine Power

[Bonus chapter]She Used A Divine Power

It was a chaotic battle, where their combat strength was outnumbered by the enemies. On Oriana's side, there was one elf and two knights, with Yorian being the only one who could fight using magic. On the other hand, there were five wizards, all of them capable of casting destructive ranged attacks.1

With a flurry of incantations, the wizards unleashed a barrage of dark spells upon the knights. Slayer was unaffected, but Rafal was struggling. Yorian had his hands full protecting Oriana, Seren and Xena. Oriana wanted to join in, but she had no weapon on hand, not to mention she had not learned how to control her powers. 

Slam!

"Sir Ahren!" Oriana screamed. A spell came towards him, hitting his body and causing him to crash against the wall of the temple. A pool of blood immediately formed under his limp body.

Rafal was a human, and even though he was an elite knight, it was impossible for him to deal with a magic user, much less one who specialized in combat. Seeing the wizard going after him as if with the intention to kill, Oriana wanted to head towards him, but Seren stopped her. 

The Queen of Megaris ordered the young attendant and her lady-in-waiting. "You two, get away from here. Try to run outside and hide yourselves. These people came for me. They won't harm you as long as you are not with me."

Not only Xena, even Oriana shook her head. She was not someone who would run away and abandon her comrades. 

Oriana pulled her towards the statue, intending to go around it. "Please come with us, Your Majesty!"

One of the wizards was being hindered by Slayer, while Yorian had his hands full with three of them. The last one who dealt with Rafal turned towards them upon hearing Oriana's voice. Just as he raised his staff, aiming to send a blast towards the group of women—

Oriana's hazel eyes flashed.

Whoosh!

There was a loud outburst of power, and everything inside the temple was shaken. A small tornado appeared inside the grand hall, causing everyone's body to lose their balance. 

At the center of the fierce whirlwind was the group of women— to be more precise, it was  Oriana. Her body was emitting a strong fluctuation of power as she stood in front, protecting Seren and Xena. The wizard targeting them was thrown away, and the giant statue and part of the temple began to show signs of breakage, the ancient architecture seemingly unable to withstand that power. 

If the ceiling of such a large stone temple were to cave in on them, forget about getting trapped, their bodies would be crushed to smithereens.

The enemy wizards found this chance to run away. Yorian took the unconscious Rafal, while Slayer assisted the three women towards the exit.

The moment Oriana stepped out of the main hall of the temple, the raging tornado stopped. It disappeared as if it didn't exist in the first place, and if not for the traces of battle and the broken rocks that fell from the ceiling, no one would have imagined what occurred inside. 

Oriana fell on her knees.

Yorian hurried towards her, helping her sit more comfortably on the ground. "Orian, are you alright?"

Oriana didn't answer, her eyelids heavy and her breaths labored.

"That  power," Yorian mumbled and looked at Seren. "She had used divine power just now."

"I felt the same. It was not the power of darkness, but a divine power."

'How could she possess divine power when she is a nothing but just a Black Witch?'

Seren and Yorian felt stunned.

"Is she alright?" Slayer asked in worry.

"She is," they said, knowing her true gender already.

A small bottle of a potion appeared on Yorian's hand and Seren got it from him. She fed the potion to Oriana. 

A few moments later, the young witch opened her eyes and looked at the elf who was supporting her half upper body in his arms.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked. 

She was utterly confused as she recalled what she had done a while ago. "That…I did not do anything…"

All she wanted was to use the only magic she knew, attempting to stir the air in order to prevent the wizard's attack from reaching them. She only tried to push out as much magic as she could, unaware of its consequences. 

"Do not worry about it," the elf assured. "Thanks to you, we managed to escape. You have protected Her Majesty."

With the help of the elf, she stood up and looked at him. "Please do not tell His Highness."

"We won't."

Slayer went to Rafal who was regaining his consciousness and fortunately had not witnessed what Oriana did. "Are you alright, Rafal?"

Rafal jumped into action, belatedly realizing they were outside and everything was calm, "The enemies?"

"They are gone."

Rafal stood up, but he staggered as he realized his entire body was a mess.

Oriana went to his side as she saw the blood trailing his mouth as well as the cut on the right corner of his forehead. "You are hurt, Sir Ahren." She pulled out her handkerchief to press it on his forehead. "Are you feeling nauseous? Dizzy? Is your eyesight blurry? I think you might have an internal injury."

He moved his head back, dodging her hand. "I am fine."

"I am a physician. Do not lie to my face," she insisted and made him use that handkerchief to stop bleeding. "We need to get your injuries checked—"

"We should leave from here first," Slayer suggested immediately as he heard the approaching footsteps. Such a loud commotion caused alarm in the entire vicinity, and almost all the priests and guards were heading towards them. Their group would be questioned persistently if the priests realized they had been attacked inside the temple. 

"Do not let Dray know about it," everyone heard Seren say. "I do not wish him to worry."

"I am afraid your husband already knows, Your Majesty," the elf said as he eyed their surroundings. "The enemies placed an isolation spell around this place. His connection to you should have been blocked the first moment those wizards appeared."

The moment they stepped out of the temple, the red-eyed man flashed beside his wife, worry and anger painted on his face.

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