a gorgeous white by Heather_anare

235: Where are you?

"Huff... huff... huff...."

His chest rapidly heaved up and down. With his sword grasped within his hand, he swung with great precision. His blade torn through the soft flesh of his opponent's throat. Slashing ruthlessly. Blood splattered on his cheek. The gruesome liquid almost entered his eye if he hadn't blinked in time.

"..." His gray eyes narrowed, and he raised his arm to wipe off the blood on his face with his sleeve. With cold eyes, he flicked the crimson liquid off his blade, and his glacial gaze swept across the sea of corpses layering the ground. He needed to hurry. His family was in danger. His father, injured, his youngest brother was nowhere to be found... and his mother... Maxille clenched his jaw.

He needed to hurry...

When he moved his feet, blood splashed on his ankles, yet he didn't care.

Quickly... He must find them.

"Y-Young Lord!" Panting heavily, a hasty figure scrambled towards him. It was one of his young knights.

Before Maxille could acknowledge his presence, he caught a red-robed appearing behind the knight. His eyes flashed, "Look out!"

"!!!"

Fortunately, the knight lost his footing, making him fall to the bloodied ground. Maxille swung his sword fiercely. Blood sprayed. The fallen corpse didn't look soiled by the blood dyeing his red clothes, unlike the young lord. Stained from head to toe, yet his face remained unperturbed. As he walked over the lifeless body, the frightened young knight hastily thanked his lord with trembling hands. To think he had almost lost his life. If it weren't for his master, he would've died.

"What news do you bring?" Maxille said with dark eyes as he watched the young man stand up.

"My Lord, reinforcements have arrived from the Sentinel Guilds!"

"What?" Maxille furrowed his brows. "Who gave the order?"

"The second young master, My Lord."

Emlen... So he's alright...

Maxille relaxed. "Good"

"Who came?" He asked once again as he eyed another wave of red robes charging towards them with blood-crazed eyes. He gritted his teeth.

"That-"

Boom!

The young knight's words were interrupted when a sudden blast occurred behind him. When he turned around, he could not help but take a step back. His eyes were wide with fear and shock. It was only Maxille who remained quiet.

A giant fire serpent, its body, engulfed in scorching hot flames. Sparks and tongues of fire flew around its massive body. And with burning ruby eyes, it opened its jaw and attacked the pausing men in red. Piercing screams and shrieks filled the rusty air, now filled with the scent of burnt flesh, as the snake slithered about, devouring all of their enemies. The sight was gruesome and cruel.

When all was finished, the snake immediately dispersed into flaming sparks-disappearing before their eyes. Only ash was left of their remains. Figures approached the young heir and the young knight.

"Lord Ordan..." Maxille muttered.

"Lord Maxille" The Guild Lord of the Dragor Guild emerged from the clouds of smoke. Behind him were numerous people. However, not all were wearing the uniform of the renowned Guild Dragor. Most of the people belonged to other guilds, Maxille realized. Nevertheless, he didn't expect to see so many sentinels here to aid them.

"I thank you for your assistance." Maxille nodded to I'm as he sheathed his sword. His eyes watched as countless maeruthans overtook the area, spreading all over the estate. The young knight by his side was instantly relieved.