Beyond His Evil

Twenty

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The general resolved the situation, and everyone dispersed in different directions. As soon the chaos was over, I decided to return to my room. Since I was completely exhausted, hungry and only wanted to be around Kate, I made sure to avoid being seen by Evelyn, and went to get potato rolls  from a food stall(the food was free) that was slightly far from the scene of the madness.

I wasn't recognized.

However, reaching my room proved to be more difficult than I anticipated. Hunters were everywhere, staring at me, pointing, and whispering. It seemed like word had spread quickly about what had happened in the main village.

I didn't allow their disgusted looks or whispers to affect me. I continued walking until I reached the front of my building. Suddenly, something wrapped around my ankle and pulled me down, causing me to fall and land on my face.

Laughter filled the air.

"God, she's so pathetic!" someone exclaimed, followed by another round of laughter.

I managed to get back on my feet with a groan, tears in my eyes and winced at the throbbing pain in my head. When I touched my forehead, I realized there was blood on my fingertips.

I wiped it off on my hoodie, picked up my bag of potato rolls and kept moving.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind lifted my feet off the ground, causing me to fall once again. Fortunately, I was able to protect my head from further injury.

More laughter ensued.

"And you claim to be a hunter. You're so weak, it's truly sad," a girl taunted. I looked up from the ground.

She stood before me with a smirk on her face. I had never seen the bitch before.

"Have you ever killed a vampire? I bet you run away just like these pathetic humans do."

Her words stung, but I was more focused on the pain in my head. I had heard worse insults before. I noticed that people had gathered around us, observing. None of the humans seemed to react to what she had said.

Who was she?

Her skin was deathly pale, but her violet eyes were strikingly beautiful and uncommon. She was slightly taller than me and had black hair with orange highlights that extended past her waist.

She was more than just beautiful. But there was also something about her that made me want to flee and never look back.

"I just want to go to my room," I replied.

She chuckled, a dark sound devoid of humor.

"I heard the demon trains you. I must say, I am very, very disappointed."

"Rya!" It sounded like the seer.

She ignored the seer's call and moved closer to me.

My breath caught in my throat as she touched my hand and leaned in to whisper in my ear. Why was she so cold?

"Nice to meet you, Kira."

"Rya!"

She chuckled again before disappearing right before my eyes.

I looked around in astonishment. How was she able to do that? The only people I had seen teleport were Devon and the seer.

"Why are you all just standing around like idiots?!" the seer shouted. "Find something useful to do!"

Everyone quickly dispersed.

The seer turned her eyes, all of the irises towards me.

"Are you alright, Kira?"

I nodded, wincing at the pain in my head.

"Who was she, seer?"

Something flickered in her eyes, but it vanished quickly. She opened her mouth, then closed it.

"Go to your room, have a good night."

And just like that, she was gone.

I took a deep breath.

This was undoubtedly the most insane night of my life.

*****

When I returned, Kate was already fast asleep, and I tried my best not to disturb her. Thankfully, there was a first aid kit in the room, so I tended to the wound on my forehead.

I couldn't stop sleep and kept thinking about Rya. There was something about her that frightened me, although I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

She used wind to knock me down, but she didn't seem like an air elemental. And what had pulled my leg earlier?

Why was she so pale and cold?

How was she able to teleport?

And how did she know my name? Well, I guess half of Safe Land already knew my name, but why did the seer react the way she did when I asked about Rya?

I sighed. Devon.
Despite how he hurt me, I wanted to see him, to make sure he was alright after everything that happened in the village. I had so many questions I wanted to ask him. I missed him.

I glanced at the clock on the wall.

It was already 11:55.

It wasn't too late, and I contemplated going out to find Devon and return quickly. But was it the right thing to do?

Unable to resist the impulse, I got out of bed and put on a hoodie. Grabbing a flashlight, I ventured out, relieved to find the hallway empty. The chill in the air sent shivers down my spine.

"Devon," I whispered into the night. Repeating his name over and over, I received no response.

Deciding to walk around, I found the surroundings eerily quiet, causing me to second-guess my decision. After over thirty minutes of searching, Devon still hadn't appeared. Realizing I had walked far from my building, I knew it was time to head back.

On my way, I accidentally stubbed my toe on a large stone, causing me to curse in pain.
"Damn you Devon!" I hissed.

"I don't think I'm the stone," a voice replied.

My heart skipped a beat as I turned towards the source of the voice.

"Devon."

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