73 The Kidnapping (2/2)
'Can't beat him... N-need to... Run... And ge-' Lexa couldn't even finish her thoughts before she was suddenly struck in the head, knocking her out in the process...
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'Damn b*tch!' Savre cried out internally as he held a profusely bleeding wound on the left side of his waist. Crimson blood leaked and dripped through the gaps of his fingers, and no amount of pushing against the wound seemed to stop the bleeding. 'My damn Slithering Fog spell could only reflect two of the attacks!... I can't believe I didn't realize that the third spell was actually two spells interlinked with each other, masking it.'
Savre let out several deep breaths before reaching for a bag that was hanging by his waist, which happened to be a Magic Pocket. Reaching into it, Savre pulled out a vial with a red liquid swimming inside. Unhesitatingly, he pulled open the lid and downed the liquid. In a matter of seconds, the blood leaking from his waist slowed down, though not entirely. It would seem the potion could not fully heal the extensive damage.
'Its not enough. I'll need to grab more potions when I return.' Thinking along those lines, Savre turned to face the girl, his true target, only to find that she seemed to be stirring awake. With a vicious grin he walked up to her just as she sat up from her lying position, rubbing her eyes as she adjusted to being awakened.
She tried to talk but found that her voice didn't come out and instantly her expression paled when she noticed the mysterious and scary looking man in her tent. Her shaking eyes then reached the downed and bloodied form of Lexa's and tears began to stream down her pale cheeks. She tried to cry out for her Daddy, but her voice would not come out, just adding on to her growing anxiety.
She couldn't perform any spells without chanting and could only watch as the man inched closer to her, fear enveloping her.
'No! I've got to run!' Instead of wallowing in fear, Andria managed to find some strength in her small body. She quickly became determined and her small legs threw her towards the unconscious Lexa, who she picked up in her arms as quickly and cleanly as she could. Lexa felt pained emotionally when she felt a wetness staining her pajamas, knowing that it was the blood flowing from the kitten in her hands. 'I need to get help quick!'
Trying to take advantage of her small form, with Lexa in her hands, Andria attempted to duck from Savre's grasp as she sprinted for the tent's exit.
But how could a small child escape the grasp of the agile, more powerful Savre?
Andria felt the back of her neck being grasped roughly, squeezing down on her skin and bruising it badly as it dug into her soft skin. He was unrelenting with his strength
Andria's fingers and toes clenched as she was dragged off her feet as Savre held her up by the scruff of her neck, turning her dangling body to face his grinning face. He shook his head and the index finger of his free hand before taking the kitten in his hands also, his hand holding her haphazardly by the scruff of her neck also, just like Andria.
Uncaring for the girl struggling to escape his grasp, Savre walked out of the tent and into the darkness of the forest, no one aware that their beloved Young Miss was being kidnapped right in front of them. Even Alexander did not notice as he still laid sleeping the night away...
Andria cried silently, swinging wildly with her four limbs as she attempted to escape this intruders grasp. But her child body was unable to even scratch the man's skin. Savre just looked at her sneeringly before shoving her downwards, crashing her into the earthly ground below.
Andria lost her breath for a moment due to the extreme pain of that blow and her tears dripped onto the dirt as Savre held her head against it, the pain of his hands crushing her head against the earth was unbearable for her and she fought to pull his muscular arms off of her.
Savre didn't bother anymore and pulled her back up and continued walking, not caring that the girl was still struggling. He didn't want to keep the Beast-Eyed Killer waiting too long, lest he find himself on his bad side...
Quickening his steps, Savre dragged his two victims in the shade of the night, the light of a crimson moon shining through the dark grey clouds shrouding the sky above, casting the land in an eerie light...