Forsaken by the Gods

17 Chapter Seventeen: Daichi vs Orth

"I don't believe a word out of your mouth," I grit out in anger."

Seeing I mean business, Orth begins to shift. A familiar brown and green takes over, as his body grows impossibly big, and I'm now forced to release him.

With a loud roar, I'm reintroduced to Orth's dragon form, but my anger leaves me unable to be intimidated.

"Astar dio akimer!" Orth roars in the ancient language, and this time I understand him.

"No!" I roar back.

Orth looks at me in disbelief, as this is the first time I'd ever understood the language. He was telling me to "stop the madness" but it was him. He did this to me!

"Kaso dulo dema I gaimik? (You know what I said?)"

I smirk at him, before throwing myself in his direction as hard as I could.

"We need to stop this," Benson yelled to Emiya.

"How, he's clearly lost his mind?" Emiya yelled back.

Mountains started to arise through the clouds.

" I don't want to hurt you!" Orth claims as earth spikes came at me. With ease I dodged them and propelled them back at him. One after another we battled.

" I'm tired of this i need more power !" I yelled

Here I was and I stood in front of me but an older version.

"Wow if you only knew the truth. " he says with amusement.

"You want my power here's a slice of what I can do with it."

I started to feel every thing animate and inanimate. I felt the fire from under the earth, the air as animals breath it in, the water as it flows on the surface, the light and dark as people depict rather someone is good or bad. I took a piece from each of these elements and packed them together, a black orb of energy forming in my hand as I do so.

Orth is staring at me in dismay, but I can't say I care. It had to be him that caused that attack. How else does it make sense, that his aura matches the god that has held me captive and tortured me for three months? His death will ease my pain and keep Emiya safe.

"I siyek beks te do kei(I really hate to do this)," Orth says ominously, before the grounds around us begin to shake furiously. He begins to chant a spell, and the orb in my hand becomes unstable. I'm clearly not strong enough yet to hold its form, as it begins to crumble under Orth's might.

As energy begins to be drawn from the very essence of the ground, Orth hurls the energy ball at me, and I fly backwards, unable to dodge, landing on the ground beneath me with a loud boom, my head knocking on the floor.

My vision is now unsteady, but my anger has not been sated.

As I arise to my feel, before I can continue the battle, a blur of light comes crashing down between Orth and I.