Extra's POV: My Obsessive Villainous Fiancee Is The Game's Final Boss-Chapter 142: Jagged Holes

Ren's eyes widened as the world exploded into blinding light.

The shockwave hit him like a crashing tide, throwing him backward. He slammed into the ground and rolled, dust and heat in the air choking his lungs.

When the ringing in his ears faded and his vision cleared, he forced himself up to one knee, blinking away the burning spots in his sight.

His father lay sprawled on the ground ahead, unmoving, his shirt torn and smoke curling from his body. Panic gripped his heart at the sight.

The explosion had hurled his father away from the pillar. Blood trickled from his mouth. Lord Abram Ross, the pillar of their family and the strongest man he knew, was down.

"Father!" Ren yelled, pushing to his feet and sprinting toward him.

From the corners of his vision, he saw the barbarian warriors surging forward with renewed intensity, emboldened by the fall of Lord Ross.

"The Sky God is down!"

Their yells filled the air as they fought with abandon, cutting through the battlefield as the ordinary soldiers of House Ross finally joined the battle.

Darius arrived at their father's body first, moving like a blur. With a furious roar, he lashed out at the first barbarian to approach with his brute strength, sending the man flying through the air with a sickening crack.

Another came, and Darius twisted mid-step, shattering the druid's legs with a low kick before slamming him into the earth with a blow to the face, smashing the barbarian's skull into pulp.

Felix came next, his hands pressed into the ground. Walls of stone erupted upward, forming a half-dome around them, shielding their father's body. Arrows and spears thunked into the barrier as Felix growled through clenched teeth, sweat dripping from his brow.

Ren reached them, skidding to a stop as he pulled both arms up, the twin bracers glowing. A shimmering barrier flickered into existence before him, just in time to absorb a pillar of fire straight from the mouth of one of the wyverns overhead. The impact sent shudders up his arms.

More followed. Ren grit his teeth and reinforced the barrier, throwing up another as the first buckled and fell.

The barbarians slammed into his defenses again and again, and each time he replaced the shield, the energy in his bracers draining heavily with every blow.

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"We can't hold this forever!" Felix shouted.

"We don't need to!" Ren yelled into the din of battle. "We just need to seal the holes in the barrier! The complete dome will take care of any barbarian still inside!"

He saw something out of the corner of his eyes and his head snapped towards it. What the?

The two dragons and their riders, the chief and the scarred man, had risen above the battle. Their great wings beat the air as they glided over the village, accompanied by a squadron of wyverns.

Each wyvern carried glowing barrels strapped beneath them, more of the giant bombs that had downed their father. And they were heading straight for the castle.

For his mother.

Ren felt like a dagger had been twisted into his heart. He couldn't leave his father's side. He couldn't abandon Felix and Darius. Doing that would be signing their death sentences. They were just barely holding on. And yet, if the castle fell…

They had to complete the dome!

"Thorn!" He yelled, desperation filling his voice.

His friend burst through the battlefield like a phantom, cloak sweeping through the dust. His sword whipped through the air, lengthening and curving as it carved through whatever barbarian it touched, clearing a path to where Ren and his brothers held back the tide of barbarians eager to see their father dead.

As he neared, Ren shouted over the chaos. "The barrier! You have to close it! Now!"

Thorn gave a single nod and veered away, sword extending like a lance.

He rammed through a barbarian, his cloak hardening around him as weapons glanced off the imbued fabric.

Ren turned back to the battle, pushing down his fear. He still had to hold back the tide.

He snarled as another of his barriers shattered, extending his hand and blowing back the barbarian. He raised up another barrier, stretching his hand upward. A shockwave of force erupted from him, blowing the wyvern overhead out of the sky.

The souls of every enemy he killed, wyvern, bear or Druid, streaked into him, filling up his Soulbinding and pushing him closer to Rank 4.

A second later, he flinched as a loud BOOM split the sky. Ren flinched and turned as a muted flash of white light filled the battlefield.

In the distance, past the village, the dome that had been erected to protect the castle itself had been breached. A column of smoke rose into the sky through the hole.

His heart screamed at him to run, to go to his mother, to protect her. But he couldn't.

He couldn't.

Instead, he looked back to his brothers. "We have to hold!"

Felix threw up another stone barrier, this one thicker. Darius let out a snarl and blurred across the barriers around them as a section crumbled, intercepting the barbarian that was trying to get in before the hole was plugged.

Not too far from them, Thorn fought like a man possessed as he carved his way to the nearest pillar.

Blood streaked from the dead enemies into him, his stores filling up. He was very close to ascending to Rank 3.

He thrusted his sword forward and the blade cut through the air like a harpoon as it lengthened, striking a wyvern in the neck.

The creature screeched and dropped, flinging its rider to the ground. Thorn shortened the blade, the sword hilt pulling him through the air toward the much heavier creature.

Mid-flight, he yanked his blade free as he got close, slicing the rider cleanly in two as he passed them, moving with the momentum of his flight.

He landed with a roll and surged to his feet, racing the rest of the way. His boots scraped against the floor as he skidded to a stop.

He reached out, slammed his hand against the pillar, and activated the sequence Ren had taught him.

For the second time in the span of minutes, the pillar pulsed and the barrier shuddered.

Energy snapped outward like a whip, and the two jagged holes in the barrier slowly began to close.

"RETREAT!" A cry rose up from the barbarians. "RETREAT!"

Then, there was another flash of muted white light and the sky shuddered as another hole was torn through the very top of the barrier.

Thorn's head snapped towards it.

Fighting in the sky like demons were the two riders and their wyverns against what looked like a winged woman.

And the barbarians were trying to drag her out through the hole.