72 Its not over (1/2)

But he felt something coming their way. A more familiar presence. That was when his mistress hair turn back to blue and the glow in her eyes faded. She fainted and dropped on the ground like a heavy log.

Two figures appeared, and they were taking in the whole situation. Among all of those who were present, Nagi was the only one who was conscious and wide awake. Nagi smile bitterly and thought, he had to clean up the mess by himself.

”You, what happened here and who are you?” Asked the man with silver hair. the man beside him was sporting a frown, but did nothing other than that.

”I am Nagi, I am the spirit weapon of Mistress Iiana. That boy is one of the guardian of this place. This one, is the head of the enemy who had infiltrate this place” explained Nagi calmly. He was relief that they weren't the type to 'act first then ask later'. it was then the silver hair man stop scanning his surrounding and look at me straight.

”Iiana, as in.. my wife?”

Nagi nodded and point to the direction his mistress had fallen. It was slightly hidden away from them because of the tree blocking her from their peripheral vision, the very tree where the boy was thrown to earlier.

As fast as lightning, the silver man ran toward his mistress direction and kneel beside her. He took her in his arm and check his injuries.

”Why is she unconscious?” His tone become hard and cold, and Nagi, once again was overwhelmed by a sense of fear. He know who this man was, Yakesh Korr. Or as his mistress called Kuro. Though this man may act meek in front of his mistress, he is without doubt one of the most powerful man in this world. Other than Bard and priest, no one dare to utter his name.

The hero that was blessed by seven gods. And almost on par with a god Himself.

”She used most of her mana and fainted.” Though she indeed had almost run out from it,Nagi doubt it, since it look like it was most probably that the goddess mode trying to escape from Kuro's notice. As they were speaking her body naturally absorbing and refilling her mana pool non stop, with ease. Anyone would be jealous of that kind of ability. Most of people would need some kind of ancient herbs and rare tools to help them to recover their mana fast.

But nagi had overlooked one thing. The faint bruise on his misstress neck. It escaped his notice since the pain that he felt was not that painful and easily negligable. Incidently, that very spot was had become a hot spot for this man's attention and his notice.

'The sun forcefully close her eyes

let the darkness creep and catches

someone shall be

paying full the wrath they incite

Dawn will never come

Till the wrath come to pass and gone'