Chapter 16 – The Stillness of Light
The battlefield went silent.
A soundless tremor rippled through the air, freezing breath, motion, and time itself.
Laura turned.
Her eyes widened.
Above her — her child — her Joshua — was floating, wrapped in a column of radiant white light.
The glow wasn't harsh. It was soft, sacred, like moonlight bent to the will of a god.
The wind stopped. The flames froze mid-flicker. Even the dust hung unmoving in the air.
For one impossible heartbeat, the world itself bowed before that light.
The midwife's hands flew to her mouth.
Her eyes glistened with awe and fear. The words that wanted to escape her lips refused to come.
A miracle — or perhaps something far greater — was unfolding before her, and she could only watch.
Laura's lips parted in disbelief.
Her baby… her baby was floating, silent and perfect, untouched by gravity, untouched by the chaos that had devoured the night.
But she could not stay still.
Her instincts as a warrior roared back to life, dragging her gaze toward the three dark figures still before her — or rather, suspended before her.
They hung mid-air.
Frozen.
Caught in the act of striking, weapons half-drawn, eyes wide in shock that would never reach completion.
Laura blinked. Once. Twice.
She approached carefully, her boots crunching against the unmoving dust, each step echoing far too loudly in the hushed world.
They did not react.
They couldn't.
Her hand tightened around her blade. Her pulse thudded in her ears.
> If this is his doing… then I must protect him to the end.
She drew a breath — and in a single, clean motion, swung.
Steel whispered.
The frozen stillness shattered in three silent lines of silver.
Her blade traced their necks like a painter's brushstroke, leaving no resistance.
Then — it was over.
For a brief second, nothing happened. Then, like a dream returning to reality, the world moved again.
The light above began to recede, fading back into Joshua's tiny chest until it was nothing more than a dim shimmer.
The frozen bodies swayed.
Their heads, cleanly severed, slipped from their necks and fell, eyes still open, as if confused — as if trying to understand how death had already found them.
The sound came after — a soft, wet thud.
Laura dropped her blade and ran forward just as Joshua began to fall.
She caught him mid-air, arms trembling.
He was warm — alive — and breathing softly against her chest.
Her heart hammered so hard it hurt.
She caressed his small cheek with a shaking hand, tears cutting streaks through the blood and dirt on her face.
> "It's okay… it's okay, my baby. I've got you."
The midwife stumbled forward, still dazed, still trying to comprehend what she'd just witnessed — the child glowing with divine light, the world pausing in reverence, the enemies dying without resistance.
[ Hey guys,
I hope you're enjoying this.
Please i need your support.
This is my first official novel and i really really need support.
Send power stones,give honest reviews on how to improve,add and share to friends.
Thanks y'all
Novicegod's wishes you a great day ]