The Brawl

Umbra drew his lips in a snarl, clenching the sweat-slicked staff of his weapon.

In front of him, a dark skinned, heavy set man stood, face wrought with worry but body stiff with conviction. Umbra understood his fear- who wouldn't be afraid after seeing the decimated bodies of his co-workers?

Umbra took a step forward, keeping his blade outstretched. He knew he had to be cautious. This was the final guard, who knew if he was some kind of overseer?

Umbra charged, howling in rage. The man dodged, Umbra’s blade almost slicing him in two. He was clumsy, his steps too heavy. Umbra grinned. This was going to be easy.

The man threw a punch, hitting Umbra on the shoulder. It hurt, but the hit wasn't devastating.

Umbra wavered. Who was this person? He wasn't even at the same level as the guards he had previously fought. He shook his head. It didn't matter. He was standing between he and Victor.

The man stumbled back, hitting his foot against the floor. Magic flashed in his eyes, fire igniting across the room, surrounding them in a circle. Umbra braced to defend himself, but the flames never touched him. The harsh lighting in the room dimmed, casting everything in an eerie blue dusk.

Umbra sucked in a breath, only to choke and splutter. The air felt like ice, constricting his lungs.

“What is this?” Umbra hissed, arching his back. It was like a hundred pound weight sat on his shoulders.

The man’s eyes blazed blue. He stood at a distance, wordlessly watching Umbra.

A panic suddenly grasped Umbra’s chest, sending his heart pounding frantically. He felt a presence behind him, hovering behind his back, sending chills down his spin.

“Umbra…” the voice seemed to drift around his ears. He hadn't heard it in years.

Umbra froze. There was no way.

“Father?” Umbra rasped, unspeakable terror driving him to his knees. He didn't dare look behind him.

“I never wanted to see your miserable face again,” Apastron murmured, his words like knives in Umbra’s chest.

The man gaped, his sullen expression vanishing as he took in the scene before him. He waved his arms, the flames dying and the atmosphere returning to normal. Umbra gasped for breath, grabbing his throat.

“I didn't realize it would...” the man said, a bead of sweat running down his face, “I'm sor-”

“I’ll rip you apart!” Umbra screamed, throwing himself to his feet and lunging at the man, long having lost his weapon.

Umbra’s nails tore into his flesh as the man struggled to escape from his grasp, but it was to no avail. Umbra was in a blind rage, spurned by the fear that still twisted his stomach.

“Stop!”

An arc of fire ripped across the room, cutting a line between Umbra and the man. Umbra jumped back, the blue fire turning the tips of his toes dangerously cold. Panting, Umbra looked up, and his jaw dropped.

Victor stood at the end of the room, unsteadily holding his hands out. His wrists were bound, but it didn't seem to tamper with the flow of magic from his palms. His face was weary, as if he was fighting off sleep.

“Dad!” Victor cried, visibly trembling, “Please, stop!”

The man looked at Victor in horror. “Dad?! That guy's your dad?”

“Of course he's my son!” Umbra barked, stepping over the fire and snatching Victor in his arms. He swung him around, kissing his face. Victor buried his head in his shoulder.

The man stood awkwardly behind them, scratching the back of his neck. “I'm so sorry, I had no idea. I was just trying to protect the kid. He’s a sweetheart.” He extended his hand, “The name’s Salvador, by the way.”

Umbra held Victor against his chest, letting him rest on his shoulder. He blinked, slowly realizing who he was. “You're...Morena’s husband?”

A smile came to Salvador’s lips as he spoke frantically. “My wife? You know my wife? Where is she?”

“She helped us raid this place. I'd say she's somewhere downstairs.”

Victor weakly rose his head. “Morena’s here?”

Salvador frowned. “He knows my wife too?”

Before Umbra could respond, the door flew open. He grinned.

The rest of Silver Moon had arrived.

Author's Note- salvador's not a fighter, but his magic is good for summoning ghosts. especially ghosts from peoples past

and poor sal. totally out of the loop

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