71 The wrath of Black Priestshood (1/2)
”You dare to kill the disciples of Black Priesthood!!!!” And dare I say, that we were truly fucked. This oppressive force was ten fold than the one released earlier by those two sick bastards. I was too preoccupied by my emotion and a trip to memory lane that I didn't put it in account that they were more of them. True, I had some traps lying around the place but I doubt our enemy would just walk on it and caught in it.
The man in shrouded by black robe drop on the ground with a thud, and raised his hand, blasting Nagi away first. He cough blood and it splattered messily on the ground. Oddly, he kept on looking at me with a worried look. He crawl to my direction and stay in front of me, trying to shield me. That just didn't sit well with me, not because of my ego but simply because it feels wrong to be protected by someone who had gotten hurt..
The enemy in black robe glance at the side and saw the old man and his face turn thunderous.
”You!!!!! So you were here all along. Where is the red-” then he stopped and then snapped his head back to my direction. He raised his finger and point at my direction.
”You have what I want. Give it to me”
I was dumbfounded.
What?? I don't remember stealing anything from them. All I have with me were my possession and mine alone.
The old man eyes widened, and he quickly went to me,another one trying to block my view of the man.
”Go back to your place! The treasure is not yours”
The man laughed without a mirth. It was cold and empty, someone who was capable of killing without mercy. I was tongue tied, maybe because the oppressive force earlier still had numb my nerves or maybe it simply because I was scared enough.
”That treasure is not for a weakling guardian to keep nor a weakling keeper to take.”
”And its not for someone like you to even look!” the moment the old man speak, in a blink of an eyes he swell and explode right in front of me.
I was looking at the pile of red mess on the ground and lift my eyes toward the black priesthood. He had his fist up, and it took me a minute to process what just happened. The boy scream and rammed right to the black priesthood, like a raging bull. With a flick of his wrist, the boy was thrown upward and he landed right on one of the tree branch, in a weird angle.
”I grow tired of this. Give it to me”
Nagi stood and before he even got to land a strike on the man, he too, was thrown like a useless piece of rag to the sideway.
He step in front of me and grab my neck. Raising me up, and cutting of my breath.. it was then all the blood rushed into my brain and everything turn to red.
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