"And how am I SUPPOSED to know this?" The Dujr asked, his fear turning to anger.
Alco frantically reached into his coat pocket bringing out a small potion. Fingers trempling he presented it to his Uncle and superior daring not to look into those cold eyes. Be it luck or fate Alco made the right decision. Raeg Vandel instinctively stood up. His unusually pale complexion given his race, turned so white that he looked petrified. He hissed and bared his fangs like a wild cat as his gaze remained locked in terror as the abominable dark-red smoke swirled with deliberate chilling grace in its confinement.
Regaining his composure within mere seconds... or so it seemed, the Dujr growled "Claudia! Zhinch! Gregor!" Three masked figures emerged from black-red smoke, similar to that in the bottle, kneeling behind Alco. "Get the castle on high alert it looks like your long awaited battle is at hand!"
The shortest masked figure stood up with glee, as observed by Clare, and a childlike female voice spoke. "You mean my favorite toy is back? Yeepie!!" she jumped twice her height shrieking with a bone chilling laugh. The giant to her right immediately grounded her sending quakes across the room. "Zhinch show some respect!" he urged, almost inaudible behind his pure white faceless mask. Zhinch appeared stuned standing in the little crater formed around her dainty legs. Getting her bareings she swatted his bear like hands off pouting. "Fine, but you didn't have to treat me so roughly Gregor."
The third masked figure, addressing the Dujr who now sat back down on his coffin like throne, bowed in a curtsey "Please excuse my companion, it's been century's since we've encountered one of our own" her crimson red eyes seemed to bore a firey hole into Zhinch who nervously averted her eyes. ."We will do as you ordered" she continued coldly, "but may I remind you that our goal is to capture IT, not slay IT, so your protection comes only second....to us."
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Rivers Run Red: The Return of Silnus Demon Hunter
Mystery / ThrillerSilence means death. Peace can only be followed by war. Prosperity is but a mask supported by a Cabal of Carnage; a slaughter house for the innocent and the fool.There is no safe haven; only hell. Hope is fleeting; despair a natural occurrence. Its...
