Chapter 62: Class Ten (1/2)
Taking a massive step back, I felt my skin throb as she stared at me like meat...I was the cannibal! Is she stealing my thunder? You-you can't say shit like that.
With doe eyes, Yura pouted, ”Please,” she cutely urged, sending a colder sensation down my spine.
”NO!!!” I yelled, rejecting my inner simp from rising.
WIth a betrayal glare, she twisted her head, puffing cutely. With a stomp of her feet, she walked away.
...She is crazy...Women are evil, Arsene. Remember your lesson with Nora...although those words really did do it for me. Fixing my collar, I caught up with Yura and Nora as we rushed towards the castle.
With time not on our or at least my side, we rushed through the eerie forest ignoring anything we found. Yet, as we continued, the scent of sulfur grew deeper as the heat began to rise.
”Nora, will you be ok?” I asked, noticing her clammy brow, oozing sweat. ”If you can't...”
”It's not the heat...can you two not feel it,” She hastily said, ”The closer we get, the stronger rejection I feel.”
Placing her hands on her head Yura frowned, ”It's a soul attack, but I think it will vanish once we reach.”
With anxious eyes, Yura stared at the castle that was ablaze in a sea of crimson flames. Waves of heat and sulfur showered the void bending space.
Narrowing my gaze, Dragonsbane grew ablaze as I eyed the two men standing a few kilometers away. They had not noticed me, but a powerful battle intent radiated off their bodies as they shot forward in our direction.
Drawing her weapon Yura took her stance as a profound qi rose from her body. Within a few seconds, the two men arrived, staring at Nora and Yura with joy.
”NORA!!! You are here. We have been looking for days. Thank God, how have you been,” A man with blonde hair asked, his golden eyes shining with love.
”Zef!!!” Nora hollered, gipping his neck. Giving kisses against his cheek, ”We missed you; this place is a nightmare.”
With a playfully push, Zef wiped his cheek, ”Enough, I don't need your sloppy saliva...Disgusting,” he angrily pouted,
”And who is this nice piece of ass” exclaimed Zef, eyeing me up and down a hint of desire in his gaze.
Tilting my head, I smirked, nodding at my greatness. The greatest compliment a man can receive is not from a woman, but rather a gay man...No homo...Women's standards are all over the place, especially from what I have noticed in my past life. ”Nice to meet you, Zef. My name is Arsene,”
With widened eyes, he gasped, bowing deeply, ”Ashen prince, it's an honor. I heard of your work in regards to the Nexus armor.” he respectfully said, losing his earlier tone.
Arching my brow, I shook his hand, ”Blacksmith or Inscriber,” I asked, eyeing the young man.
”Enough of this!” Yura stated, ”Arsene, we are on a deadline! I don't wish to be killed by Sagthillath.”
”Huh!?”
With a cold look, she turned to the castle of Brimstone, ”He said by karma...that means everyone you came into contact too. That will include Nora and me. We need to go,” She thoughtlessly declared, sending me a cold realization.
”Zel, Winfor, we will explain,” Nora said as we dashed towards the castle formed with brimstone as she explained everything that happened.
With a cold gaze Winfor, a man with jet black hair and large muscles, scowled, eyeing me, ”So you got us involved?” he declared, hate overflowing from him.
Glancing at the handsome young man with a shrug, I could see a small shallow scar running down his cheek to his neck and a profoundly set of emerald eyes that were shimmering with fury.
”Yep”
”You!!” he fiercely bellowed.