An Ode: Shadow - A Seventeen Anthology | Page 55

everyone in front of him. Even his closest ones like Wonwoo and Soonyoung. It is inevitable that Jihoon’s doing sometimes makes him angry, but what can he do when he’s with Jihoon until the Doomsday comes? Jihoon jumps forward, swinging his sword but he slashes through an empty air instead. Corinthian appears on his back, but Soonyoung is faster to tackle his attack with the khopesh and cut down one of his hand. His scream is short, but the black blood running down from his wound makes a sick, gruesome sight for them all. Wonwoo runs as fast as he could when he knows exactly what is Corinthian going to do. The Nightmare lifts his remaining hand and catches Soonyoung on the face with his fingers. And gives him nightmare. Soonyoung’s scream splits into the night and makes Wonwoo’s heart ache. It’s enough to fuels him to swing his scythe and sink the tip of the blade right on Corinthian’s head. “He’s not going to die so easily!” Jihoon shouts, pulling away Soonyoung from Corinthian’s grip as the monster growls in pain, clutching his head as he falls on his knees. “Wonwoo, do something!” Wonwoo rakes his head for a way out. Nightmare is a terrifying thing, he himself doesn’t dwell on that realm. Hades told him to stay away, for it has been the cruelest punishment ever exists in the universe. Even Underworld doesn’t give its occupants something like that. His father does tell him about one immortal being that can make it go away, though. The creator. (“Dream a little bit more.”) “Wonwoo!” Soonyoung shouts when Corinthian charges to his direction. He manages to hold Corinthian’s attack with his scythe. Being so close to the Nightmare makes him able to see the rows of jagged teeth in his eye sockets. And Wonwoo never feels so repelled as much as he does now. Corinthian knocks him down to the ground. “You little termites. Get out of my way!” he growls, wrapping his fingers on Wonwoo’s pale throat. Clogging all the air to the lungs and leaving his body screaming in agony in a matter of seconds. His grip on the scythe loosened and he tries his best to pry away Corinthian’s hand off his throat. “Wonwoo!” it’s Jihoon this time and he knows he’s going to say something stupid. “Spare his life, Nightmare! I’ll give you anything!”