Endan blinked in surprise before nearly doubling over from the panic broadcasting across his and Carlsen's link. Without thinking, he ran towards its source.
'Has our bond gotten stronger?!'
It took only a minute or two to reach the source of Carlsen's energy.
"Carlsen!"
Carlsen, as a pure magic user, is not a professional when it comes to physical combat. But he managed to parry most of C’s attacks, having only some cuts from the blade. Carlsen notices Endan’s presence…distracted he was, C got a full swipe across his neck. Carlsen fell to the ground, his body was almost solid.
“Well…that’s a shame…” C exclaimed as he pierced his blade through Carlsen’s body, releasing a green and blue pulse of energy that blinded Endan.
If Endan was to open his eyes again, the sight he would see would be Carlsen holding the blade, wearing the fox mask. On the ground, would be another man in a suit…bleeding but not even close to death.
The person appearing to be Carlsen smiled under the fox mask. The navy robe he wore had a white and red fox symbol on the back, golden and black badges on the front. He turned to Endan stating…”Greetings Sir Randrat…The name’s Carlsen Faltur…”
On the other hand, the person on the ground started to stand up. The suit he wore was a monochrome and formal one. They only held a blade of which they pointed at Carlsen. “You were not supposed to be here…I sealed you away, did I not…?! I took your body, your powers…so how…did you get out and ended up controlling MY body…?!” Anger is present in his voice, he never spoke about his name never said his name nor has he told anyone who he is.
“Well, you see Matthew…” Carlsen said calmly. “That’s a story for another day…as for right now…” Not a second after he finished the sentence, an uncountable number of spears surrounded the figure named Matthew.
“…time to pay the price for using my body…”
Endan felt as though his brain was short circuiting and simply reacted, forcing a blast of ice between Carlsen and… Mathew? As the ice pushed the two men apart, he focused on their legs and yelled out "torque!" before clapping his hands together. Magic chains bound the two men to the ground.
"Okay! Before any of you kill each other, please explain just what in nether is going on!"
(This will give away ‘hints’ to what happens in my story :P)
Carlsen sighed once before explaining to Endan.
“Fine…This fellow here…his name is ‘Matthew Syrain’…he’s a demon, or rather he’s the ‘Demon Guardian’. When we were battling in our own realm, he used his last resort ability to survive…” Matthew held up his hand, wanting Carlsen to stop.
“I’ll continue from there” Matthew said to Endan. “The last option I had was called ‘Soul Switch’. As the name suggests, I switched my soul with Carlsen’s…so I went into his body while his soul went into mine. I was able to utilize his abilities…but I had no idea that he was still able to use his abilities…” Matthew claimed with a hopeless voice.
"So then… you're the real Carlsen? And the one I've been talking to all along is Mathew?" He massaged his temples, trying to quell the headache pulsing in his head.
“That was easier to explain than I initially thought…” Carlsen said as he was looking at Matthew. “Perhaps” he replied.
“By the way, how long are you keeping us locked up in these chains? I have some business to finish.” Carlsen mentioned.
"Just as soon as I understand which of you it is necessary to dispose of." Endan frowned. "Mathew, you're a 'demon Guardian'. Carlsen, you're a…?"
“…a royal secretary from the Phantom Kingdom, in other words I serve as the phantom prince’s personal bodyguard and executioner.” Carlsen explained with a confident voice.
“Does that help you decide, mortal…?” Matthew exclaimed in a frustrated voice. “I’ve been waiting for the time we can finally settle our score…”