Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 213: Not My Style

Warlock Ch 213. Not My Style

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Damian nodded, pulling his hood closer around his face, the fabric shifting with a whisper against his ears.

The trio—himself, Evelyn, and Cassius—made their way through the dimly lit corridors of the castle, the walls echoing with their determined steps. As they approached the grand balcony where Victoria awaited, the air grew thick with anticipation and the faint, almost imperceptible scent of blood and magic.

Victoria stood at the edge of the balcony, overlooking the courtyard below. Her posture was regal, unyielding, her back to them as they approached. The setting sun cast a fiery glow across the sky, bathing her in a light that seemed almost otherworldly. Her hair flowed down her back in waves, and when she turned to greet them, her eyes gleamed with a fierce determination.

"Damian, Evelyn, Cassius," she acknowledged each with a nod, her voice echoing slightly in the open air. "I trust you're prepared."

"We are," Cassius responded, stepping forward. Evelyn gave a curt nod, her eyes scanning the area.

Damian felt a weird twist in his gut as he met Victoria's gaze. Just hours ago, they just had sex, and now here she was, all business, as if nothing had transpired between them. He masked his discomfort with a smirk, playing his part.

"Let's hope the night is as favorable as the dusk," he quipped, trying to inject some lightness into the tension.

Victoria's lips twitched, almost imperceptibly, before she returned her gaze to the horizon. "Indeed," she said. "Seraphis and his troops are ready. They await only my command."

As if on cue, Seraphis appeared at the other end of the balcony, his armor clinking softly. "My queen," he bowed deeply before Victoria. "The troops are assembled in the courtyard. Ready to strike at your command."

"Very well," Victoria said, stepping forward to address her forces. Damian, Cassius, and Evelyn followed, positioning themselves slightly behind her as they came to the balcony's edge.

Below, the courtyard was empty, silent. Then, as the last light of the sun dipped below the horizon, a sudden, swirling mass of bats erupted from the shadows, coalescing into the forms of armed vampire soldiers. The transformation was seamless.

Seraphis stepped forward, his voice booming as he addressed the gathered troops. "Tonight, we reclaim what is ours! Tonight, we strike a blow against those who would see us weakened and divided!" His speech was fiery, his words slicing through the cool evening air.

Damian leaned against the railing, his gaze drifting over the sea of faces below. The energy was palpable, the desire for victory evident in every sharpened gaze that returned their look. Yet, amidst the fervor, Damian found himself disinterested. He put on an innocent expression, nodding along to Seraphis's words, though internally he scoffed at the dramatics.

A smirk playing on his lips. The theatrics of it all could have been amusing if the stakes weren't so damn high.

"Speeches always make these things feel like a damn festival," Damian muttered under his breath to Cassius, who responded with a low chuckle.

"Just part of the pomp and circumstance of war," Cassius replied. "Keeps the troops fired up. You'll get used to it."

The rally cry from below made Damian winced, the troops raising their weapons in salute, their voices unified in a thunderous roar. Victoria's presence seemed to electrify them, her confidence infectious.

'Nope, not my style. Too loud,' he thought.

The noise died down. Victoria turned to her small, trusted group. "Once Seraphis begins his assault, you move in. Remember, stealth is key."

Damian nodded. The plan was simple, but the execution would be anything but. The paths they would take were fraught with danger.

With a flourish of his cloak, Seraphis opened the portal, its edges swirling with a dark mist.

Seraphis's voice rose above the din, clear and commanding. "This is our moment, our battle to claim victory from the jaws of defeat!" His words rolled out like thunder, rousing a roar from the vampire soldiers gathered around him.

One by one, the troops turned into bats and darted into the portal with a fervor that matched their leader's battle cry. The sight was something straight out of a gothic epic, equal parts awe-inspiring and unnerving.

Damian watched, a wry smile tugging at his lips as the last of the bats disappeared into the portal. "You know, I thought vampires were more... I don't know, elegant and calm?" he remarked, turning to Cassius with a raised eyebrow.

Cassius chuckled, his eyes still on the now quiet portal. "You're talking about Seraphis, right? Because that guy has all the calm of a storm in full fury."

"Yeah," Damian agreed, shaking his head slightly. "I get the proud side thing, but... he's kinda... a bit hotblooded, I think."

Evelyn, who had been watching the portal with an analytical gaze, turned to them with a smirk. "Well, he is a duke and a leader. While all of us are outsiders, what do you expect?"

Damian cringed, making a face. "Right…"

Their conversation was interrupted as Victoria approached, her expression one of amused tolerance. "Are you done talking about my duke?" she asked, her tone light yet edged with authority.

Damian flashed an innocent grin, stepping closer to Victoria, his voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. "Yup, except you'd rather me talk about what just happened between us?" His eyes glinted with mischief, the air between them charged with an unspoken tension.

Victoria scoffed lightly, a faint blush coloring her cheeks despite her composure. "Bold," she retorted, stepping back with a regal poise. "I would love to explore that conversation further, but as you said, business is business."

"Got it," Damian replied, his smirk lingering. He stepped back in line with Evelyn and Cassius, his heart racing not just from the nearness of danger, but from the thrill of the game he and Victoria seemed to be playing.

Victoria's expression softened slightly, a genuine concern flickering in her eyes as she looked at each of them. "I will open the portal for you guys. Be careful," she said, her voice firm. "I hope you guys come home in one piece."