Free The Dreamer And The Deceiver (Book 1) by Alex Villavasso Page A

sharp crash echoed through the forest as his fist collided with the crystal shroud that formed to protect her face.
    Strong!
    With Omari’s body still suspended in mid-air, Silvia produced a spire from her chest in an attempt to impale him. Before it could pierce his flesh, Omari warped to her backside and delivered a swift side kick that was painfully nullified by a crystal pillar that materialized in front of him. A dull boom echoed from the impact, causing a tremor to run through the earth as the pillar dented in and gave way.
    Her crystal is too strong!
    From the dented pillar, spikes emerged but Omari evaded the counter attack, warping directly above her.
    “Humph, predictable.” Silvia mocked.
    As Omari’s body plunged from above, Silvia jumped back, dodging Omari’s overhead strike and launched an offensive of her own. With a wave of her hand, a series of spires launched from her arm towards him. Omari drew his knife before he fazed through and appeared behind her at a moment’s notice. With his knife drawn , he slashed at the back of her neck with all his might, hoping to end her. But his sovereign blade shattered from the impact.
    “Are you done yet?” Silvia exhaled as she turned to the shocked hero with a devilish smile plastered across her face.  In her eyes , there was only darkness. Seeing that his attack did nothing to her, he distanced himself from her evil gaze, once again serving as the middle ground between her and Emil.
    “Give me the boy and I’ll let bygones be bygones. I swear. We can put this all behind us and you can be on your merry way. Let’s be honest here… I’m out of your league. I’m the type of girl mommy told you to stay away from.”
    Omari glanced back at Emil who was a few yards behind him, trying his best to appear more capable than he was.
    Come on Emil… I don’t know how much longer I can keep this up.
    “So what will it be? Your life or your friends?”
    “Explain to me why I would willingly give him over to a mob of murders? Not only that, but a band of people who wouldn’t even blink at killing their own kind. What good could come of that? He’s better off dead than with you.”
    “ Oh so you know who we are? Hm. Perhaps,” Silvia chuckled as she tossed her hair and walked closer to Omari, “but that isn’t your choice to make.”  As she came closer Omari, dug his heels into the barren soil, readying himself for another round against the female member of Legion. “So just hand him over before it’s too late, kay?”
    Omari scowled, partly at her proposal and partly at the wounds he re ceived. Carefully, he positioned his bodyweight onto his strong leg to alleviate the numbing sensation that ran through his shin where he last struck her defenses. Doing a quick mental check of his body’s condition, he accessed just how bad he was injured and how long he had before the numbness would spread to the rest of his body. His legs, though steady, felt anchored to the floor. Both of his fists suffered the same fate. Underneath his frayed black gloves, he could feel the heaviness protruding from his knuckles; the aftermath from his first string of attacks.
    “What’s wrong? Feeling a little sluggish?” Silvia said as she laughed.
    Omari paid her no mind as he circulated his fingers before clenching them into a fist. Physical attacks don’t do anything to her. She’ll just counter with another pillar and do more damage to me.
    “Emil, how much more time do you need?” Omari called out to him, still facing the diva as she confidently strutted towards the both of them.  Emil rose to his feet and gripped the handle of his sword tightly, sending a stream of crackling blue energy down his blade.
    “Doesn’t matter. She has to die or we do.”
    The ends of Silvia’s lips turned upwards into a cheeky grin at the sight of Emil, who se eyes never broke away from hers. “Oh, come back for more after your little break? As if beating you senseless wasn’t