Chapter 354: Lori Emhore - Released (2/2)

Wisping through the air, the breeze hummed against my hair as night slowly began to creep from the depts.

Coming to a halt, our eyes fell upon a flat plot of land. It was flat far, flatter than what a mountain needed to be, but there resided two large statues of wolves bearing down. Its gazed carried a mighty weight that made one wish to kneel. It was heavy and captivating, soothing the very minds of those that gazed upon it.

Yet they stood grandly untouched by snow or wind at the entrance. Skimming past Skoll and Hati, the echoes of hushed murmurs were carried into the wind bring with the whispers of chatter of what was to come.

Strolling towards the center with Tala following closely behind, she stopped a few arms lengths away, revealing nothing. Like a blank sheet, she stared. Awaiting for what was to come.

”So you all made it,” A cold metallic voice spoke in a way that reminded me of Tala. Feeling the shift of space, two beings appeared.

”Ragnar, and I believe you are Andor, Arsene's little nemesis.” Tala fearlessly stated, holding onto the grace that would never end.

”Indeed,” said a man with sharp azure eyes and a rather nordic style hair. It was cut at the sides and long at the top, falling into a braid behind his head. He was handsome, appearing rather manly and rugged at a single glance.

He held me in his sights, sizing me up and down, before carrying his icy eyes towards my lady. Yet, nothing seemed to hold his attention for long.

”Are you ready?” He faintly asked without much care, returning his attention to me.

”Not before I figure out what is going on. What are you two doing here?” Tala darkly asked.

”Following orders,” Said Andor, with a faint smile that did not meet his eyes. ”our boss has grown rather apprehensive at the disappearance of Arsene, so he sent us to make sure everything goes according to plan. He was supposed to be here. I wouldn't suppose you know where he is? ”

”That devil here?” Tala gracefully asked before a glint of realization appeared, ”Abaddon.” She whispered.

Receiving a simple nod, Andor flicked his sleeve, ”Indeed. We lost track of him at the mirrored lake, and now all that is left is a bunch of rats.”

”Why not come out.” Ragnar effortlessly said, appearing rather uninteresting concerning this entire matter.

”You are quite perceptive,” An unfamiliar effeminate voice resounded. ”But it has been a very long time, has it not? My Dear Stepmother?”

”Wretched whore. It would seem like the gods are looking quire fairly onto me.” Tala scornfully mustered, arching her head high.

Cracking her head, Zanris enchanting lips lifted into the air, draining the color of the world, ”Master, is not here to control Zan anymore,” She said, moving along with the very winds. ”Don't do this, do not do that. Master is no longer here to hold Zan down. Zan is finally free!”

Clenching, my shoulder Ragnar's indifference began to fade to pure horror as the silver moon began to bleed a scarlet moonlight.

”Shall I show you what a Lilim of the Nine Hells is capable of?”