Chapter 217 217 Deadly Weapon

Chapter 217 217 Deadly Weapon
Iza:

“How many?!” I couldn’t believe my ears. Everything inside me went cold with fear, and I swear my heart skipped into arrhythmia.
Well there you go, Iza! If you’d gone to even one ultrasound, you’d have known! Though, honestly, it’s probably good I didn’t—my depression would’ve been even worse. So that’s why I was eating like a maniac, blaming it all on gluttony.
“My love, I love you, and I’ll help with everything—don’t worry,” my husband said, pulling me into his arms. And I had an unbearable urge to snap his magic staff in half!
One child is shock and joy. Two—I could agree, maybe later, in time. But three. At once. Welcome, moral exhaustion, sleepless nights, hair loss, and teeth falling out…
“Iza,” I felt Kays’s gentle kiss on my lips pull me out of the whirlpool of horrific thoughts. “I can see you winding yourself up already. Don’t. I’m here.”
“And we’re here too,” I heard Laverna say with a smile. Anton was holding her tightly, buried in her hair. “If anything—we’ll help.”
“Damn it,” Anton sighed sadly. “I’d already gotten used to the idea that I was going to be a dad…”
“And who’s stopping you?” I smiled, calming down, and nodded at Lavi. “Everything’s still ahead. I told you it wasn’t your child. Your memory really took a hit.”
I saw Kays tense, shooting the redhead a dark look.
“Was there something between you… after you came back?” my husband growled, starting to work himself up. I saw Laverna tense too.
“Anton’s memory may be fuzzy, but mine isn’t,” I smiled at my beloved. “We broke up in our world too, but Anton didn’t abandon me. He was always there, and I’m incredibly grateful to him for that. I don’t know how I would’ve survived everything alone, without my best friend…”
“All right, that’s all well and good,” Kays brought us back to reality, “but we still need to deal with the skirefen.” And only then did it really hit me that I could hear horrible sounds of battle and people screaming.
Peeking out from behind the corner where we were hiding, I saw that everyone had joined the fight against the massive monster. From the unknown tall black-haired mage (!) to the daughters of Rasfata, Turab, Yafi, and the rest of the warriors.
“Damn,” Anton scratched the back of his head, taking in the scale of it all. “I feel like some kind of Marvel Avenger.”
“Lavi, stay here and protect our keys!” Kays immediately rushed back into the fray, hurling his attacks and moving closer to replace the unknown mage.
Anton, Laverna, and I stayed behind a small bit of cover, watching the carnage. There were many wounded—and dead—which was utterly shocking.
“We need your help, All-Seeing One!” The brunette spotted me and darted over, getting straight to the point. “This skirefen is insanely strong because of the magic it’s gathered. You can’t just take it down. Our magical attacks barely affect it—it’s put up something like a shield, and disabling it isn’t easy. In its true form, this thing is monstrously powerful. But I can force it to revert to human form for a short time. You need to catch its consciousness while it’s human and hold it—don’t let go until we finish it off.”
“I’ll try,” I nodded decisively, watching Kays unleash his fury on the monster—yet every strike seemed to slide off Bahira, barely doing any damage.
To initiate the transformation, we need to weaken that thing physically, which is a problem—she deflects our blows,” the mage said.
“Magic might not weaken her,” Anton spoke up, watching the fight, “but ordinary, non-magical weapons do hurt her.” He nodded toward one of the legs with an arrow sticking out of it.
“I’ve already chopped off several of her legs,” Lavi added, “but new ones grow back in their place.”
“That’s when they’re completely severed,” Anton argued, and an idea struck him. “But look—she can’t pull that arrow out and she’s limping on that leg. It’s causing her pain and slowing the limb down! What if there were more arrows? On all her limbs? She’d have trouble moving!”
“We need archers!” it hit me. “Representatives from the forest settlements stayed for the wedding! They’re excellent archers, but right now they’re holding swords.”
“Weapons from our world wouldn’t hurt either,” Anton added. “I’ll get to the bowmen and explain everything—what needs to be done.”
“Anton!” Laverna cried out in fear, looking at her beloved. “Be careful…”
“I will,” the redhead grinned and quickly kissed his green-eyed girl. “I have someone to live for.”