The Eyes Of 'Rah

Full Blown Eyes

These eyes belongs to me, Phemerah!

Seraphine slammed her back against the iron cage as she recoiled to the farthest space away from the Master. Suddenly shivering, she wished she had heard him wrong, that she had only imagined him said so, that he had uttered something else entirely.

However, the loud laughter that followed said otherwise, how he threw back his head in a feat of laughter, swinging his arms aimlessly and in triumph suggested that she had heard him right.

"I found what I've been looking for" he announced.

Shedding off his robe, "let me introduce myself so you'll get familiar with your master"

Seraphine watched with mixture of amazement and tension at the complete transformation of the man. Slowly, two giant horns appeared on his head, his once pale skin had gone dark, shimmering like he was greased with oil.

The more she backed away from him, the more he advanced towards her, "I'm Damien, the Demon King" flashing his long, white and blunt teeth, his smile grew even wider when he saw the terrified look on her face.

Joanne and the other two men went on their knees as they bowed in submission to their master. It was rare to witness their master appear in his true form which automatically brought out their form as well.

Annalise glanced at the three demons beside her, she glanced at Joanne's head whose dwarfed horns suggested that she was a low ranked demon, her existence is not that significant, she's equalled to an omega in a wolf pack.

The other two had a longer horn compared to Joanne's, they most likely belonged in the military of the demons, seeing their stance and hardened form. Their roles in flaying around Damien in protection also meant they were part of his guard.

Damien stared at the rare gem in front of him, he doubted if the girl had fully possessed the abilities of the eyes, seeing how she was easily captured.

Most demon can easily detect their opponent's strength or power level just by touching them. Rounding the cage to where Seraphine remained, he grabbed her arm with much concentration, ignoring her scream.

Few seconds later, he let go, "let her out" he turned to one of his men.

"Her eyes are still on incubation, it has not fully grown" he explained, "there's no harm she can do that I can't handle" Damien grinned at her.

Her relaxed mood after being freed turned sour as she looked at Annaliese who was still restrain. Her mind went blank as she saw the weak state she was, Seraphine backed away from Damien's grip as she thought of how to rescue her.

"Where do you think you're going?" He pulled her forcefully towards him, making her crashed against him. Her attempt to be free from his embrace was futile.

"On a closer look, you're a pretty young thing" brushing his knuckles across her cheek, "perhaps I could make you my woman , making good use of the other part of your body while we wait for the important part to mature"

The skin-crawling statement made Seraphine used all her might to push him off, running to the farthest corner, "over my dead body"

Damien shrugged, "if that's what you want, so be it" laughing along with his people, "as long as I've plucked out the part of your body which belongs to me"

She shivered violently, Annaliese' weak cough made her look her direction, she seemed to have grown thinner, wondering if that could be as a result of the witcharves.

Damien looked at the night sky, "we need to handle her first and leave here before the sun rises" throwing a glance at Seraphine, "I need to take good care of my treasure and keep her well hidden before the others try to claim her"

I'm not an object who could be kept on a shelf or as display, you evil bastard of a king!

Her eyes welled up in tears as her guilty heart felt heavier, seeing the poor state Annaliese was.

"Do you know that the powerful a witch is, the more painful it is when the witcharves comes in contact with their blood?" Damien explained with mockery lacing his voice.

Seraphine closed her eyes, wishing Phemerah's abilities had fully grown in her so she could help her. She tightened her fist, seeing the happy smile on Joanne's face.

"Master, I've decided on using a dog as her partner"

Seraphine's eyes went wild, she ran to where Annaliese was, "no! You'll only touch her if you can get through me" spreading her arms wide in protection.

"Drag her out of the way" Damien instructed.

With the littler energy she had left and the anger which had fully brewed in her, Seraphine directed her gaze at the men as they moved forward. Their movement ceased few inches to where she stood.

"She's suffocating them" Joanne exclaimed as she rushed forward, but Damien was faster. The sharp sound of a palm striking a skin broke the hold Seraphine had on the men. She felt the pain seconds after, cradling her cheek where the slap had landed as she dropped on the floor.

"The only part of your body I can't tamper with for now is your eyes and it's socket" Damien snapped. Irritated that she dared object to his command.

"Get the dog" looking down at the witch, "thanks to you, we're only left with few dogs" he snorted.

"Please don't" Seraphine knelt, crying helplessly as she begged Damien, despite her hot burning checks.

"You see my dear, there's consequences for all actions. Since she created the portal to transport the dog, she'll be the one to stand in their place"

"It was my idea" begging profusely, she shook her head, " I was the one who suggested it. I brought her here for that purpose, punish me instead"

Instead of replying her, Damien ordered Annaliese' cage be opened. Seraphine ran to her side, she gently placed her head on her lap, "I'm so sorry, Annaliese. I shouldn't have brought you here" brushing her hair softly behind her to allow more air.

"Here it is" Joanne's voice rang out on excitement, dragging the dog who seemed to hesitate.

"Good" Damien clapped, "let's start the show" he yanked Seraphine up to allow the men have access to Annaliese.

"Strip her!" He commanded, he forcefully carried her while the men walked towards Annaliese. Her feeble attempt to ward off their hands proved futile.

One held the weak witch's hand in place while the other man removed ripped off the first layer of her dress, laughing as they enjoyed the act, Seraphine jerked away from Damien's hold but he held her tighter.

She breathed heavily, weeping as her powerless friend was stripped to the only piece of clothing remaining. When the dog was pushed forward, it whined in protest. Seraphine couldn't take the barbaric scene that was about to unfold before her anymore.

"No!"

Seraphine screamed with all her might and slowly she opened the eyes which she had tightly closed earlier. The sound reverberated around the room. Objects crashed with much force, causing everyone to take cover.

When things got quiet, Damien stilled in awe, staring at the once colourless iris of Seraphine which had turned purple!

Never had they seen an iris with that shade of purple before, not even the books Damien had read had actually described the shades of her eyes as beautiful and detailed as what was staring back at him.

"Magical" he commented in awe.