Rey De-Heavens (English)

10.4

"Looks like they're not in the house" Heroclades spoke without stopping the conversation he had engaged in with Rey, but when he was about to be cut in half, he expelled a strong wave of energy that drove back even the nearest trees, not to mention that the wolverine's claws ended up splitting.

Completely paralyzed, the little wolf fell to the ground and clung as tightly as he could to everything around him so as not to be thrown off. Studying with his frightened eyes the behavior of the old man he had tried to attack and remained alive despite knowing about his secret.

Rey, in just an ephemeral almost imperceptible moment, let out his murderous intentions to then launch a warning:

"Dante, if you attack my master again... I will personally end your life....".

Dante could not understand anything, Heroclades did not even move from the place or had done anything to defend himself. He was sure, so sure that he could bet his eyes that such a statement was valid. Instead, the one who had left a whole aura of murderous intent exposed had been his brother without a surname. "Perhaps it was Rey who repelled my strongest attack... No, it couldn't be. It had to have been Heroclades. I trained for so long to make my claws nearly indestructible. A bastard is not capable of such power, but... in the off chance that if it was... your warning would be valid." On the verge of tears of rage, Dante is practically pulled out of the abyss as he hears his parents' voice say:

"Heroclades!... You don't have to put yourself on the level of a child!".

Maryam spoke in an even harsher tone:

"It is unacceptable your offense before a member of the clan. Hostility against your brother's teacher, were those the manners Mijan taught you?! And where is all the respect I taught you? If you are good to people, they will be good to you... What are you waiting for to ask for forgiveness?" she said as she walked over with her husband. Wulfgang was trying to placate his wife's fury so that she wouldn't make such a big deal out of the situation:

"Don't worry, he's still a child. You don't have to scold him like that. I'm sure he wanted to measure his strength with Hero."

"I must say, he's a bit of a lively one," said Heroclades. "He brought out his father's characteristics, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha didn't he?" he said looking at the little boy who refused to apologize.

Jhades had the same omen as his lycanthrope brother. As much as he searched for the explanation, he didn't understand the result. For the trees to move and the Dante's claws to snap, something had to have happened, something similar to one of his teacher's moves. The vampire remembered that every time Katherine swung her sword, the power of the residual wind and edge could move the trees on the spot. But how could Rey be able to deliver such a powerful thrust without being seen?

Muttering, Dante begged for forgiveness and lowered his head. He felt helpless in the face of the situation. His mind was perhaps playing tricks on him. "Yes, that has to be it: neither father nor mother said anything about Rey having been the cause of such an event. As strong as he was, Rey couldn't have been... Wait a minute, why did she call him by his name? It doesn't matter. The best option is to finish off the old man, the elf, and maybe Jhades as well. When I'm done with them, Rey will have no choice but to follow me. I have to persuade him; that way, he will be as responsible as I am for failing to stop me."

Heroclades, he said respectfully, as if he were speaking to one of his own:

"I forgive you. Forgive me for being so rude and inducing your anger."

After the tan-skinned lord hurled those words of apology, Dante turned his body vigorously and like a storm marched forward. The wolf cub felt he had no choice but to forgive, for when someone apologizes for something, they are taking responsibility for the blame. "If someone asks for forgiveness, the wise thing to do is to forgive and not hold a grudge," his mother had told him. That was what he had been taught.