Chapter 27

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"You can kill him."

Skender finally gave his approval to kill Lord Davis. He called Lazarus and Acheron to his room and appointed them to do it discreetly. Perhaps the problem could still be solved if more words didn't reach the public.

Lazarus could see that Skender was torn about his decision, but there was no other way than to kill Lord Davis since he was planning to attack the castle tonight.

"We will take care of it," Acheron said, patting him on the shoulder.

Lazarus gave him a nod, and they both left Skender behind. They walked into the darkness of the night, moving toward the camp where Lord Davis and his men were preparing for their mission.

"It has been some time since we were sent on a mission," Acheron said.

"I miss it," Lazarus replied, feeling excitement pump in his veins.

But these were humans and would probably be done in no time. Lazarus wished they were facing other creatures.

"I wished Skender would cause more mishaps so we would have more mess to clean up,"

"Why would you wish suffering on an already tortured soul?" Acheron asked with a hint of humour.

Lazarus smirked. Skender had not even faced half the torture he or the other members met. His suffering was often self-caused. They all ruined things for themselves, but Skender was the King of causing trouble more than he was the King of Kraghorn.

"Well, he has to suffer to get used to it. We won't be escaping our fate for a long time. Perhaps never." Lazarus said with a shrug, pretending that he didn't care.

But his friend knew him too well and looked at him with those strangely bright green eyes.

"Zarus..."

"Don't say anything, Ash." Lazarus cut him off.

It was easier to pretend than to acknowledge.

"Let's go kill some humans then," Acheron suggested.

Focusing on their mission, they went to the camp set up for Lord Davis' mission. They walked toward the enormous tent, and two guards stepped forward when they spotted them.

The guards put their hands around the handle of their swords, ready to attack in case they found anything suspicious. Acheron was too excited and teleported to stand behind them before snapping their necks.

Lazarus raised his eyebrows at his friend when their bodies fell to the ground. "You could have at least left one for me."

"My apologies." Acheron teased.

Removing the thick curtain covering the tent entrance, they walked inside. Lord Davis was explaining a map on the table before they disturbed him.

He looked at them, for a moment, before making up his mind.

"Kill them!" He commanded.

"Alright then," Lazarus said, pulling his daggers while the others drew their swords.

He began to avoid their attacks, not wanting the fight to end quickly, but he soon realized these men were more skilled than he expected, and they outnumbered them.

As he began to fight them, he knew these creatures were not human. These men were shades disguised as humans.

The shades were dark spirits and creatures of the night. They could take the form of different cat and dog animals which made them dangerous, and they were enemies with the demons.

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