Belle Adams' Butler

Chapter 373 - Chaotic- Part 4

"Looks like we have no time to play around," whispered Lucas before he used his scythe to move across the snow-covered ground at a speed that most of the reapers found it hard to keep up.

While Lucas was taking care of one side of reapers, Belle didn't hold back herself from using the magic that she had learned. Her hands were quick to move close together, with the spark of flashes coming out from her hands. They were little red sparks that fell on the ground to extinguish when it touched the snow.

Seeing this, three of the death reapers who stood in front of her laughed, "What a silly girl. I was expecting something big but it's just flashes of sparks. Even a flame that is burning in the fireplace has better strength than yours," commented one of the lowly death reapers.

"It is good for us. Let us kill this one quickly. I want the bounty that is on Cross' head!" said one of the death reapers from the corner, pulling its scythe and Belle who was looking down at her hands finally lifted her eyes to look at them.

"I was only testing," came her innocent reply, "I hope this won't disappoint you," she smiled before moving her hands away from each other. The sparks turned to something even bigger that appeared to look like a bolt of lightning which was white in colour with a tinge of blue that covered at the sides.

Belle hadn't known how she had ended up with this ability before. But after learning more about the white witches, she had come to know that the white witches were gifted with elemental abilities. Strangely, even though the books spoke about only the earth, water, wind, and fire, it had missed one element out of it. The bolts of current that came from the sky.

As she had heard from Lucas, this was no time to waste as they had to save a bunny and they didn't know what they were going to do. Belle's bolt of lightning was enough to give the needed shock to the reapers before they fell down on the ground, "This is more fun than I thought it would be," she said to herself before a fourth reaper came around to clash the scythe against the bolt of lightning.

"What a childish thing to play with," came the whispered voice of the reaper. In one flick of the scythe on the bolt of lightning, it started to flicker and Belle fell down on the ground to pick up the snow and throw it straight at the death reaper's face, "You little shit!" cursed the reaper.

Belle used another spell; the whispers making the leaves of the trees rustle while letting the snow slide down on the ground.

"You are no ordinary mortal," the death reaper was quite persistent compared to the others where the bolt of lightning wasn't effective enough on it and it made her question why. She had used the white magic along with the forbidden magic so that it would harm the creatures of the dead. But clearly, it wasn't working here, "You are a witch. Keep using the forbidden magic and you will not be able to use any of it at all later."

"What do you mean?" asked Belle to the death reaper.

"You don't know?" the death reaper cackled, "Once you turn to a black witch, the forbidden magic will turn inaccessible."

"I don't care about that," answered Belle to receive a look of surprise, "I am no ordinary mortal like you said, a witch as well as a vampire at the same time," and the next moment the spell she had whispered came from behind to hit the back of the reaper that threw him off.

Then out of nowhere, a loud shrill sound could be heard across the forest. It made Belle flinch and she covered both her ears as it only got louder.

"Belle!" Lucas screamed for her and Belle turned around to see Lucas running towards her. With the sound, a white flash of light appeared that could turn a human blind. The death reapers stood where they were while Lucas made his way to her and Belle ran to meet him. Their hands touched just in time for them to disappear. A man descended down from the sky to get on the ground.

The Hawvert's long robe touched the snow.

"Where is the thirteenth Grim?" asked the Hawvert who went by the name of Gorron. He looked unhappy by seeing only a bunch of death reapers.

The death reapers who were in the forest scattered around to search them but both the Grim as well as the girl had gone missing.

"They were right here!" said one of them, "They should still be in the forest!"

Gorron was not pleased that he was being summoned without the Grim reaper not being caught, "Do you think I have time to be dealing with this when you haven't even caught the Grim reaper? Pathetic little shit. Stop calling me unnecessarily and wasting my time."

"But Sire, they-" the death reaper didn't get to complete his sentence as when Gorron snapped his finger, the reaper fell down in pain. The bones started to crack as if it was breaking.

"If you caught the Grim next time, make sure they don't escape," saying this, Gorron disappeared from the land of the living.

Belle had her eyes closed because of the blinding light. She felt the air thicker than the one they were in before. When she opened her eyes, she was greeted with the sight of an old and broken down in front of her. It looked nothing less to ruin, and she turned to look at Lucas because they were in the land of the dead.

If they were here, it only meant one thing. They were here to rescue the bunny but how would they do that?

"I have a plan. If everything goes according to it, the Hawverts won't know we were here," said Lucas.

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