Chapter 409 - The Mysterious man (1/2)

Monk could remember everything that had happened that day well. He was out looking for the beast with the group, and when he saw Martha get grabbed by the strange tentacles in the fog, without hesitation, he had saved her. If he had the choice to do it again, he would have done the same thing in a heartbeat.

What surprised him though, was when he was being dragged down by the beast he had thought he was done for. He had said his peace and his eyes were closed. All he waited, for now, was to carry on falling until eventually, he felt his bones being crushed by the beast.

'I'm just upset we never got to make a family together.' Monk thought.

But the wind pressure from falling and being dragged started to slow down until eventually, he had come to a halt. Opening his eyes, he still could only see the thick misty fog that seems to cover everything. And although he couldn't see the beast, he could see its large outline.

The very size of the thing looked as if it was a moving mountain. He would have thought it was one if it wasn't for its breathing. It would slowly move up and down as it inhaled and exhaled.

But then, Monk had spotted something else. Standing on the very top of the beast's head, a slight shadowy figure could be seen again, with the fog hiding any details.

”Place the boy down.” The voice said from above.

As it was ordered, the beast placed Monk on the floor and the tentacles that held him had been removed. Although he was no longer restrained and was free to move, only a fool would try to run in this situation. The beast would be able to easily restrict him once again, the more pressing matter to Monk was why was he kept alive and who was this powerful man, who could control such a large and powerful, gigantic beast.

”That seal, who gave you that.” The man asked.

Monk's seal was displayed on his forearms. His arms were mostly bare as he didn't like wearing heavy armour as he focused more on speed than anything else when it came to attacks. The seal on his arm that the man was talking about was the same one that belonged to the Redwings.

”A friend!” Monk replied.

The man started to laugh at hearing the response. ”A friend? Now why would a friend need to put a seal on them for, does he not trust you?”

As the man spoke these words, the beast lifted up its strange tentacles and brought him off its head, placing him on the floor. The man started to walk towards Monk, but the fog started to shift with him. Even though he was getting closer to Monk, he was still unseeable.

'He must be controlling the fog, or maybe it's the beast behind him.'

”The mark of a dragon?” The man said, looking closer. ”Now why would a human choose to use a symbol like that. Something that they outcasted and chased till the end of extinction.”

When speaking, Monk could sense the anger in his voice.