Chapter 155: Night of Terror(2) (1/2)
Now, that's more like it!” Sandor grinned at Magnus. ”After you defeated me, I had only one goal in my life, to crush you under my feet, as you did the last time to me. Now the time has come.”
”How shameless can you be?!” Eddena shouted. ”If you want to fight with my brother to win your honor back, fight him when he is in peak condition.”
”Oh, Eddena, my darling. How are you?” Sandor licked his lips as he sent a flying kiss towards her, and the vampires behind him burst into a peal of laughter.
Eddena trembled with rage, but said nothing and turned towards her brother. ”Brother,” worry was written all over her face, as she tried to convince him. ”You have sealed your bloodline for such a long time. You aren't as strong as you used to be…” but when she saw the determined look on his face, she suppressed her next sentence in her heart. She knew he had already made his decision, and if anyone could change it, there was only one person.
She turned towards Salona for help, but the latter shook her head. No one knew Magnus better than her, and his temperament. Furthermore, she wanted to become his strength, not the shackles that hold him back. So she didn't say anything but eyed Magnus with love and concern.
Magnus smiled when he saw the worry in her eyes and said. ”I will be back.” So she believed in him and nodded. ”I will wait,” as she replied.
He jumped from the door of the wooden house. The mud splattered under his foot as the water poured down from above. Magnus looked at Sandor and said. ”I will make you pay for killing those innocent people. I will slaughter every single one of you, Hemlock House's bastards!”
”Oh really?” Sandor Von Hemlock snickered and went on. ”I would like to see it. By the way, I was the one who killed your father and trust me, he died a painful death.”
Magnus clenched his fist until his bones started to make a sound. Even though he didn't like his father, he was his father, nonetheless. Even though he somewhat resented and hated his father for his cruel nature, he was his father, nonetheless.
No son, if he really was his son, could standstill when he heard such mocking words from the murderer of his father. Even though his father was cruel and vicious, without a shred of mercy in him, he was his father, nonetheless…
Magnus didn't waste any time and his eyes turned bloodshot and fangs protruded out of his mouth, and then he vanished. When he appeared he was already in front of Sandor. However, Sandor didn't panic, on the contrary, a creepy smile emerged on his face, as he met Magnus' fist with his own.
Both of them took a few steps back. Sandor narrowed his eyes and said. ”You came down, but you left your wife unguarded.”
Magnus looked towards Salona, and he indeed saw someone rushing towards her. Naturally, Eddena and Salona had also noticed the man. ”David, you traitor!” shouted Eddena furiously when she saw the face of the man.