The Two Empresses
The Undine Water Spirit

The entire water in the region gathered into one and formed a figure of a woman with an appearance and aura that approached a goddess. Her slender body was wrapped in water, so that none of her privacy was exposed. Saciel and Phillip were shocked beyond measure by the presence of Undine greeting them with a smile.

"How can you control the water spirit?" ask Saciel.

"A tamer at Ceshier must be able to control at least one spirit" replied Nero stiffly. "Undine, make the flood as high as possible."

"Hey! What about the elves here?" ask Phillip to panic. "You could be fishing for war."

Nero did not flinch, he merely glanced towards the Undine sweeping the elf territory with water. Some elves were dragged down by the current, mostly children and women. Phillip hugged Kezia and held on to the pole not far from him so as not to be swept away.

"iii! Nee!" jeremy Kezia.

"We're fine!" sahut Max while restraining the unconscious Saciel. "Well, faint again." He searches for the existence of Erika who turns out to make a shield so that no water can drown her small body. The waiting titan army slowly melted and mingled with water.

"Undine, put pressure on the old woman" said Nero. Undine wrapped Erika with a water ball and put as much pressure as possible until her shield began to crack. Erika immediately teleported and moved behind Nero, ready to stab him with a poisoned knife.

"Nero nii, watch out!"

He quickly twisted and snatched the knife from Erika's wrinkled hand, then scratched the wound on her shoulder deep enough. Undine puts Erika away with a big wave until she slams out of the cafe.

"Wow, that's amazing. Ah, hey! Get rid of the flood before there's a lot of casualties here!" sahut Phillip's. Nero nodded and hinted at the Undine to dampen the flood. Undine instantly turned the water into steam, then it disappeared. Kezia immediately ran out and found almost all the residents injured. He quickly helped and treated them with the available supplies.

"Phillip nii, Nero nii, help me!" sahut Kezia's. They looked at each other and helped. Max placed Saciel on the table and walked over to the helpless Erika. The scythe in his hand reflected the glint of the sun, his eyes gleaming with vengeance.

"You're going to kill me, boy for human?" asked Erika while chuckling. Max placed the tip of the sickle eye right on his neck. "Are you willing to do it?"

"Why can't I?" ask Max coldly. "I've killed a lot of people on the battlefield without mercy, even the women's families there."

"Saciel's parents said you? Oh son, since when is your tongue able to tell that lie?" erika asked with a cynical smile. Max flinched and lowered his head to be on equal footing with Erika.

"What do you mean?" ask Max lirih.

"That killed them wasn't you, was it?" sindir Erika's. "You only came at an inopportune moment, where Saciel found yourself in their 'killing' style. Your scythe isn't covered in their blood."

"What's that empty muzzle are you talking about?" snapping Max. Erika grinned and whispered in Max's ear carefully.

"Your brother killed them."

"Woman bitch!" maki Max while swinging his scythe. But before the sickle's eyes cut off his pulse, a dart struck him and successfully changed Max's target. He turned and found a sharp-eyed man sitting on a tree branch with a dart in his hand.

"I'm sorry, I can't let you kill him" she said. He jumps down and lifts Erika with one hand, but is blocked by Max with the outside of his scythe. "What the fuck?"

"Let him down now, witch. He's my target" Max threatened. He just looked at her and sighed, then kicked Max until it bounced far enough away. "Suckhead."

"Oh don't move" he said gently, but hundreds of knives floated up and aimed at Max, ready to pierce his body at any moment. "I have no intention of attacking."

"Nothing, huh? What's around me?" syndicate Max.

"That's just a guarantee that I won't get killed. As long as you don't move much, those knives won't hit your body."

"I'm neutral, I guess. Rather than that, you have to take care of him faster before he bled to death" he said, pointing at Saciel. "I think some of his bones went through his heart. You only have less than 1 hour."

"Damn it," maki Max. He dropped his scythe and raised both of his unarmed hands. The man put away his knives and teleported with Erika. Max vented his frustration by destroying a tree nearby. "Fuck, shit, shit!"

"Max nii's! Where's nee?" kezia asked worriedly, while running towards him with the white-robed elf beside him. Max turned his gaze to the lying Saciel. "How is nii?"

"Western I guess," said Max. The elf rushed over to Saciel and examined her.

"He's alive, but we don't have much time. Sir, can you take him to the clinic?" ask the elf carefully. Max just shut up and took it. They immediately went to a nearby clinic and laid her on a cot. The elf pushed Max and Kezia out and began to dissect the witch's body. As soon as the scent of blood smelled, Kezia shuffled on the chair and cried as she pleased.

"Kezia, why are you crying?" ask Phillip while giving him a glass of tea.

"Hiks, nee is bleeding" Kezia said. Phillip turned his eyes to the room where Saciel was and gently stroked Kezia's head.

"Kezia, it's okay. They're saving Saciel," Phillip comforted. Max throws himself next to Phillip and sips tea in Phillip's hand. "That's for your sister, you idiot."

"You can take it again," Max replied casually. "Hey, do you know who can manipulate a knife like that peyot woman?"

"Eh? Mm I'm not sure but one of the 7 Eternal Wizards there is 1 person. I've never met him, so the information I have isn't much."

"7 Eternal Wizards, eh? They always interrupt. When will we be followed by them?" complained Max.

"I feel until Saciel returns to Careol and fulfills the punishment that awaits her. Even if you don't realize it, they haven't used 100 percent of their power."

"Wait, what? Not 100 percent you say?" ask Max. Phillip nodded, his one focused hand calming Kezia down. "What would happen to us if they used their 100 percent strength?"

"There is no chance for us to live. Saciel is strong, but his endurance is inadequate" Phillip said.

"Not enough, that's terrible. He needs training for his physique" Max proposes.

"Let's take care of that later. His life is still on the edge" Phillip said.

"Yes, let's see if this arrogant gibberish survives or not" Max said. After waiting for 2 hours, the elf doctor came out with a pretty bright face.

"He survived, but his condition was quite weak. We'll monitor it for 24 hours to make sure there's no postoperative problem."

"Nee, can I see nee?" ask Kezia lirih.

"Can, let's go in," replied the friendly elf doctor. Kezia entered the white room scented with a distinctive disinfectant liquid with tears constantly running down her cheeks. Her cries grew as her eyeballs caught the figure she loved lying weakly and helplessly on the couch.

"Nee? Nee," call her carefully.

"Miss, don't hold the patient for a while," prevented the elf doctor after seeing Kezia reaching out to touch Saciel. "We need to make sure the patient is not contaminated with bacteria or viruses."

"Alright, sorry," Kezia replied as she retracted her hand. A large hand patted his head with a familiar soft voice for him.

"Let's get out. Let the witch rest."