Extra's POV: My Obsessive Villainous Fiancee Is The Game's Final Boss

Maria stood on the highest balcony of the Ross castle, her fingers clenching the stone railing so tightly that the tips went pale.

From this height, the battlefield beyond the village looked like a sea of ants, but it didn't lessen the impact of the battle before her.

The tiny figures moved, collided, clashed, and fell. Blood soaked the earth, though from her perch, it was too far away to see the red.

Her chest heaved with silent sobs as her heart screamed for her family. Her boys. Her husband. They were all out there, fighting just for her. Fighting just to keep her alive.

Every life that was taken in this battle, every blood that has been shed throughout the years, they were on her hands. Her father had given her this cross to carry and it had shattered her life.

Now, all she could do was watch as two sets of people she regarded as family do their best to annihilate the other.

The Dryad within her howled with fury, its voice an angry wind battering against the cage Maria held shut with all her will.

Let me out! Give me blood! It screamed. Let me tear them apart! Let me burn them all to ashes!

But she couldn't. She'd made a promise.

"You are not to join the fight, Maria." Abram had said. "If they get their hands on you, all of this will have been for nothing."

She clenched her eyes shut, the memory as vivid as the pain in her chest.

Her claws poked through her fingers, scratching lightly against the railing. She wasn't weak. She could help. She could do something. And yet, she remained locked in the tower like some fragile princess.

An explosion erupted in the distance, and she blinked away the afterimage from her vision. A second hole had been torn through the barrier.

Her heart thudded furiously in her chest. What if her sons were near it? What if Abram had been caught in the blast?

Panic gripped her.

Then she saw them. Two dragons cutting through the air, their wings outstretched, their riders unmistakable. Even after thirty years, they were still as recognizable to her like she'd just seen them yesterday.

Bellamy. And Kael.

Wyverns followed behind them in formation, barrels glowing in their grasp.

Her mind snapped back into the present.

This, she could stop.

She bolted down the hallway and climbed the stairs to the castle's roof. There, she pressed her palm against one of the defensive pillars and activated it.

The surrounding pillars glowed softly before the castle's own barrier sprang to life with a low hum, encasing it in a translucent dome.

She turned to face the incoming horde, and her eyes met Bellamy's from across the sky. She didn't flinch, staring sadly at her elder brother. He was here to kill her.

The wyverns surged forward, dropping their barrels, and the impact was instantaneous.

The explosion cracked against the barrier and blew a gaping hole through the shimmering shield.

The shockwave knocked Maria off her feet. She rolled against the rooftop and groaned, lifting her head in time to see Kael and his dragon dive through the breach.

She let go.

Claws burst from her fingers, and wings tore through her back. Her body transformed with the sound of a tree shattering into splinters. She launched into the air, meeting Kael mid-dive.

She slammed into his dragon's chest, the force enough to hurl them both back through the hole.

Spinning in the sky, Maria righted herself and rose, wings beating strong as she flew to meet Bellamy and Kael together.

A small shockwave rocked through the air as they met mid-air, her first caving in the chest of Bellamy's dragon. The dragon bellowed in pain as its chest reformed, healed by Bellamy's energy.

Bellamy snarled as his dragon dived towards her, his axe flashing downwards to meet her claws. She partied it away just as Kael's sickle scraped across her ribs. Sparks and blood scattered in the clouds.

"Stop this madness Bellamy!" She cried into the air, trying one last time to get through to her brother. "You're going to destroy everything! Killing me won't fix what was broken! The corruption will not leave the Dryad, even if you kill me!"

"Liar!" Bellamy roared, his eyes burning with rage. "You turned our goddess into a demon! Your death is the only justice left!"

They clashed again, her claws raking across Kael's dragon, tearing a gash through its wing. His sickle slashed into her shoulder, and Bellamy came in from the side, his axe barely missing her spine.

Maria bled as they spun through the clouds, fighting for their lives.

An explosion rocked the dome above them as another wyvern dropped a payload from outside the dome, tearing a hole through it.

The wind screamed as a shockwave spun through the air, sending Maria spinning. Before she could recover, Bellamy and Kael were beside her.

They grabbed her arms and began dragging her upwards as they flew towards the hole in the dome.

The hole bubbled as it slowly began to close, a sign that someone was still at one of the pillars, controlling it.

Bellamy's axe came up and Maria's eyes widened as it fell. She twisted to the side with a flare of her wings and the axe sheared through her arm, separating her from Bellamy.

She spinned upside down and kicked at Kael, breaking his grip. Her severed shoulder bubbled as her arm began to regrow and she fell.

She fell through the sky, staring up at her brother and Kael as they slipped through the hole in the dome before it closed, their eyes burning.

She watched as Kael howled madly in frustration, the both of them glaring through it at her.

As she tumbled down, her wings flared and she caught the wind, gliding back down to the castle roof.

She passed through the hole in the barrier and landed hard.

Blood dripped from her shoulder, but for now, she was alive.

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Screams filled the air as the Knights fell upon the retreating barbarians, showing no mercy.

Darius' gauntlet smashed into the face of the last barbarian standing. The man's skull crumpled and he dropped like a stone.

The barbarians that had been trying to break through were gone, trying desperately to pass through the rapidly shrinking holes before they were gone.

The brothers stood shoulder to shoulder, panting, bruised, and bloodied.

Ren looked down as Felix crouched at their father's head, checking his pulse.

He looked up at his brothers with a smile. "He's alive. Just unconscious."

"Fucking hell." Darius was already pulling off his helmet, laughing breathlessly. "We did it!" He grinned. "We—"

There was the sound of something piercing flesh, and an arrow erupted from his eye through the back of his head.

Darius staggered. Blood ran down the bridge of his nose, his eyes wide as he stared at his brothers.

"No." Ren whispered.

Darius crumpled like a puppet with its strings cut. He hit the dirt and didn't move.

"NO!" Ren screamed.

He lunged toward his brother's body, dropping beside him. Felix stared, unmoving, his mouth wide open in horror.

Ren pulled Darius into his arms.

The final crack of the barrier finishing its seal echoed through the air.

Then lightning fell.

The defenses of the barrier, now complete, activated fully. Thunder roared and jagged bolts of light slammed into the remaining barbarians inside.

The battlefield lit with fire as the fury of House Ross fell on the barbarians.

They had won. The breach was sealed.

But Darius was dead.

Ren rocked back and forth, the body of his brother limp in his arms, his screams drowned out by the storm.

They had survived the breach.

But the price had already been paid.