"I don't know what you're talking about..." he hissed as Zeke only threw him into the floor again.
"Why don't I ask Theo over here? Considering you won't ever see him again, what's the harm?" Zeke had a new tone, a new anger in his voice that hadn't come out in years.
The man in question was hiding in a corner when the dining room doors burst open; the others had heard the commotion and had come - weapons and all.
"Woah! Zeke, what in the stars' names is happening?!" Atlan had apparently taken notice of the bitch the blond was pining down.
"Found some scum abuser is what's happening!" Zeke nodded to the other mage in the corner.
Lyra and Val rushed over and tried to calm Theo down.
"Now what to do with you..." Zeke grinned smugly. "Care to tell my friends what's going on in this house or do you want to eat the floor again?" he grabbed him by the collar and lifted Anthony up threateningly.
"He...He k-kills them." Theo choked back a sob as Val took a look at some bruises on his arm Zeke hadn't noticed before.
In a fit of rage, Anthony lunged for Theo before being knocked out by the butt of Celeste's knife.
"Never liked fancy houses anyway..." sneered the crow avian.
Celeste, Zeke, and Atlan swiftly tied Anthony up and locked him in a cleaning closet - praying to whatever deity that was out there that he'd starve.
"Are you alright, Theo?" Zeke slowly approached the mage.
He slightly nodded.
"Let's get you out of here, kid..." Atlan helped him up.
YOU ARE READING
The Legacy of the Alliance
FantasyAs six friends from wildly different upbringings come together to bring the six races together in peace, back-breaking challenges and even personal relations lead them astray.
