Chapter 66: Castle of Brimstone - Bloodbath (1/2)
”Should we go?” Yura questioned in hesitation, ”...It might be the others.”
”We should. I need more pawns...I mean help.”
Sending an annoyed glare towards me, Yura snorted, ”You really are like Duke Greyson, scheming at every little turn,” She exclaimed, marching ahead with anger in her steps.
”Arent you a soul bender, should you not be like that,” I returned, wondering what really makes a soul bender.
”That's not what soul benders are,” she said with a pause, ”While we are smarter, there is more than just talent and intelligence. If we ever make it out this small island, you will understand or maybe if you finally awaken.”
'we'....damn it is she planning on following me everywhere. Damn you, Mother! You invited her to our home. Now she believes we are family.
Pausing, Yura raised her right arm, signaling for me to stop. She pointed towards four young men strapped to a wooden cross. Their hands and legs were pinned by large iron spikes as they laid bare in a pool of their own flesh that was slowly dripping like sweat from their bloodied bodies.
”Fucking Hell,” I muttered in shock as Yura covered her mouth, horror visible on her face.
Opening and closing their mouths, I saw the various veins and muscles visibly throbbing over their skinless forms. Their very eyes balls were all but stain crimson as they were forced to watch one another suffer.
I must say that these demons really had an imagination. Taking a look around, making sure no one was around, Yura and I stepped closer as one of the young men's gaze seem to capture our presence. Fear, Hope, and Despair all registered in a single gaze.
”Yu-ra - Yura, run...run,” he weakly whispered, ”You-You are no match. We-We were no match,”
Clenching her fist Yura shook her head, ”Ed, save your strength.” she muttered with sorrow. ” we will get you out of here.”
”We can only save one, Yura.” I interceded, ”The rest will have to die,”
Hope seemed to gleam from ed's eyes, but it suddenly went dark as he bellowed, ”Ducked!!!”
Not needing his input Yura suddenly parried a ruthless crimson swipe from behind. A ruthless grimace swallowed her gorgeous face as killing intent became visible. Rising from the depths of her very bones, a faint blackish Aura engulfed her.
”You will pay!” screamed Yura, to my horror as I felt a primordial fear rising from my soul.
”I knew I sense someone, but who would have guessed there are two half-bloods? How lucky, ” said Dromore, with a cruel crazed smile beaming from his lips.
”Amazingly done, My Lord,” Zool praise, lightly clapping his hands elegantly, ”But allow me to take care of this Arsene, Your Grace. No reason for my lord to dirty his hands on a low-rank demon.”
Drawing Dragonsbane, black flames consumed my form as I stared coldly at Zool, fixing his gloves as he eyed me with contempt.
”Just leave him alive, Zool.” said Dromore without a second thought, ” Young lady, has anyone ever told you that you have very bewitching eyes?”
A slight smile appeared as a terrifying intent engulfed Yura and her sword, ”A low-grade filth daring to speak to me. ” she screamed in disgust, shooting at Dromore like a black flash.