113 Chapter 113 (1/2)

”Tell me about how you know Talon?” the bitch asked me with her back turned while she went to a nearby fridge.

”Give me the hardest you can offer.” i stated as i scanned the room for a breath. Aside from the solitary bed in the middle, there was nothing else worth of mention in the place.

It was bare and was merely used as a haven of peace and not of pleasure. With her innocence still intact, i doubted that she had boys in mind to accompany her in this pretty ordinary setting.

”Alcohol dumbs your brain. Here. Take this instead.” the cunt turned around to throw me a tin can.

There was no strength behind the simple motion but what was sinister was how she directed the cold object straight into my face.

”BANG!” The metal item peeled itself like a flower in bloom and messy particles of dark liquid scattered around me.

The watery fragments hasn't touched another object nor diluted itself with dirt or specks of dust in the air.

A transparent shade enclosed the droplets in safety as it paused in midair with no apparent motion or change.

I opened my mouth up and a copious amounts of these halted elements graced my tongue its taste and odor. It smelled like summer and it gave off a specific tang of grapes.

”A cheap drink!” i muttered clearly. I dragged my lazy feet towards the bed and laid in its soft comforts. My actions paved another reaction from the suspended juices in the air.

The fluids parted like they honored a path for their king just as these soulless things were automated to do. A blatant offense to the minds of the geniuses of the ages.

To think that the hallowed intellect of their ancestors would be used in such a way. A grave disrespect!