62 Regrets and consequences (2/2)

Mak was unforgiving for the time and didn't care if he turned in to a murderer.

Grabbing him and lifting him by the back of his head, he swung him around through and smashed him in to the wall treacherously!

So cross it was, that Heeld's head burst out immediately with a huge spray of blood stamp on the wall was formed.

Even Mak was completely drenched in it.

Still his eyes appeared more bloodshot than the dripping liquid.

No one approached the beast judging his state for the time!

The psychotic scene made the others paralyzed.They lost their fight easily with the mental state hovering from Mak.

Other's from Iven's side had the same feeling as Mak did.

Iven didn't take a look at any of his brothers.

He knew they were invincible this time.

He marched down and scavenged the whole place searching for one person only....Iason.

If he finds him, he'll find Seb too.

That'll be the final showdown, the ultimate duel to end!!!

The others left inside dared not cross his path because the darkness in his eyes didn't speak any decent intention.

It was worse than Iason and represented Lucifer himself.

One on one, Iven against Iason.

The game is up!

Iven was sure of Iason's presence in the building.

His foretold instincts were pretty strong to deny.

He searched for him everywhere like a crazy madman.

He didn't leave to search any single room since the ground till 2nd floor.

Every time he re-appeared in the balcony, he could lose count of Iason's men taken down. They were being taken over at a pacing count.

He could even hear a bloodcurdling scream once and knew that a special combat had taken place, and was obvious of their victory.

He could say that all pillars from the opponents were done with.

Only one person was needed to win this Chess game.

The king against the king!

He has no more lifelines left, Iven is the only one to beat him now.

Only at the end of the 2nd floor, a last room was left to be checked.

The vibes from the room were obvious of the certain person.

Iven's steps quickened.....

He almost rampaging kick broke the door.

Iason sat in his recliner, with a detestable sneer on his face.

He showed no sign of defend or combat, and just kept looking at Iven with the smug look. He was pretending to be lousy.

Iven had no more patience left in him.

He looked with the most coldest gaze and spoke with the most icy dead tone ver he had,”One question.....where...is...she?”.

Iason laughed and sighed.

Iven dug his nails in his palm to restrain himself.

It disgusted him he is the only one who shared his blood and face, and turned out to be like this. His only blood relative.

Iason knew that even he doesn't say it to him, he'll eventually find out. The game was already over for him.

He could only torture Iven for the last few minutes possible.

He cannot win with Iven in open combat, not because he has got no covered aid left. His men were already down. There was not one way to escape, it was all surrounded.

All he could do was to face it, probably Iven must be still weak enough not to kill him yet.

There was no fear on his face, not which Iven could detect.

It still reflected the psychotic eyes of not giving up and complete representation of a crazy person!

Even when he has no one else to protect him now, he had his guts still left within him!

The scenes which he had witnessed earlier, had truly traumatized him.

But he still maintained himself, and his crazy nature not yet leaving.

He had.....finally lost this time!

He accepted it!

The look on Iven's face couldn't falter him even a bit.

He just killed time before Iven went serious.

Iven's repeated,”Where?”, his voice growling.

”Probably.....alive?”, Iason purposely raised his eyebrows, dragging out Iven's anger more.

”Of course she is, you wouldn't dare”, Iven had still had the inch of soul left in him to hold himself back yet.

”I'm not sure”, Iason dropped his shoulders, fake pitying his face.

Within a blink of eye, Iven stomped towards him and reaching upto his collar he grabbed them as rough and pulled him up. His eyes spitting flame.

He had started to look like Iason.

He was out of his wits finally, with no calm left anymore.

”Whoa!”, Iason exclaimed,”It's not me, I swear. I didn't even touch the girl”.

Iven shook him up real fatal and threw him up against the wall.

”She's alive right....”, Iven sighed to control the emotions,”...that means you've brought her in to a state where she's not supposed to be”, Iven's palm bled as he dug through in more,”And

you expect me to believe that your men did that without you permitting them!!!”.

”You should believe me”, Iason tried to be annoying beyond limit.

Iven kept glaring.

”Enough of you”, he whispered as he started reaching for his back behind his jacket,”You laid your filthy hands same way on her like you did to Judy. I couldn't protect him...”, Iven produced

a pistol from his back and triggering it he pointed at Iason,”....but I'll definitely protect her!”.

Blood drained away from Iason's cheek but his expression remained the same.

He rolled his eyes,”Ah that boy.....almost forgot about him. Yeah, I forgot that happened here years back, didn't it? Brings back memories”.

Iven's breath was increasing.

Just how much low can he get?

How much of a degenerated person he is???

Iason looked at the tip of the pistol and looked back at Iven smiling.

”But no matter what....”, he spoke,”....you can never kill me Iven. You know why ?”.

Iven gritted his teeth.

”Because you're weak! You couldn't kill me years ago, not even now you can. That's because you are not strong enough to protect them. You're not strong enough to kill me, your own brother.

Your own flesh and blood”.

Iason started laughing like a maniac.

Iven stepped forward twice.

He shot up the latch at him.

”Don't have to pretend Iven, you still can't. You're still trembling.....”

Iven's index was on the trigger.

”.....still hesitating....”

”BANG!!!”

The gun was went off.

Everyone downstairs heard it.

Only a handful left of Iason's men grabbed the chance of the sudden surprise and started fleeing.

Yuka and the other's face were shocked with terror.

”BANG!” ”BANG!” ”BANG!”

More three rounds of deafening sound were fired.

They couldn't have believed that Iven could kill anybody.

For years he had never wielded any weapon, and that a gun at his ultimate.

Such a situation he has been driven to.

He has resorted to use a gun.

Bur their priorities changed as soon as they caught the opponents fleeing and gave immediate chase.

Not one is to let leave.

They was dead silence prevailing after the rounds were shot.

Iven's hand had dropped down.

His nerves loose as he kept staring at the lump before him.

Iason was covered up in blood totally as he sat leaning to the wall with heavy breaths.

He was looking at Iven with amazed eyes.

More than the pain, he was shocked by Iven.

He didn't shoot to kill.

He had shot to do what he had to do to end it to the fullest.

All four limbs of Iason were shot at vital points and completely destroyed for his left over time.

Totally punctured through and bloodied in the most painful manner.

”I guess.....”, Iason voice was croaking,”...I was wrong. You.....have finally grown up. This...is....completely mean of you to leave me this way. Just....kill...me!”.

”Just rot here forever from now”, Iven turned his back,”Or survive and suffer torture for the better and rest of your life”.

”No different....from me”, Iason said as he chuckled as he eventually lost his senses.

He was left crumpled like a half slaughtered pig.

Iven had paused for few seconds before leaving the room.

Iason did speak the truth.

He was no different from him this time.

Guess same level beasts are needed to fight to each other.

If only he could kill him once for all.