Chapter 24: Assassin? (1/2)
Spitting the last thick bit of the slimy vomit from my mouth, I chuckled, ”you would kill one of your biggest allies so soon. Has Oswin not been teaching you, my dear Yura.” I asked, a hint of mockery in my tone.
Summoning my spear, I saw her draw her sword as a profound qi burst from her body. However, it was drowned out by my sinister black qi. While she was clearly stronger, my qi had fused with the Dao of Darkness; it had for more substance. However, she could kill me with a simple wave of her blade.
With golden eyes gleaming with a devouring light, I spoke, ”Make your choice; we can battle, ” I said, lowering my stance, ”or we can be allies because I assure you our enemies know about the both of us.”
”What do you mean,” She shouted, a hint of panic in her tone.
”They somehow found out about me nine years ago; that attack was only the beginning. On my way back home, a wave of Spirit Realm soldier attacked.” I stated, my gaze never leaving her amethyst eyes.
Biting her lips, Yura lowered her head, a hint of fear apparent in her eyes. Confused; I didn't comment...at least not yet.
”Who are they,” She asked, her words sounding less chilly.
”The light of Ashna, a cult of madmen and unkillable immortals, according to my uncle. He killed their god before, but she always seemed to come back.”
A light sigh of relief flew from Yura, greatly startling me. I knew she was not from the royal family, but it would seem she is hiding more behind that cold gaze.
My mind slowly grew colder as I thought of another group that could be potentially hunting Soul Benders. Gripping my spear tightly, I made a mental note of that before awaiting Yura's decision.
”Fine, but I will make one thing clear. I will not be your pawn, nor Ach-Demons Greyson tool. I shall kill both of you if I find out I'm being toyed with.” Yura coldly said, her sword swirling with cold qi.
With a smirk, I turned around, ”Shall we begin this slaughter...my dear Yura.” I asked, enjoying the breath of fresh air that hung in the air.
Yura was, from what I could tell, at the first stage of Earth Realm. A great accomplishment, yet something was telling me there was more to it.
Rushing through, Serein, I smiled with a bloodthirsty expression; how long has it been since I could feel the warm thick sensation of blood over my skin. The sensual feeling of existence as I sliced into a carcass. The sweet screams as my victims would beg for mercy. How long has it been?
I really missed the modern world, the feeling of cool AC against my skin. The ability to travel around the world. But what I truly missed the most was the feast I had after a hunt. With my constantly monitored movements, it was almost impossible to eat, making life a true nightmare in a sense. Not to mention that recurring dream of me covered in jet-black flames.
”Ahooo!!!!”