Chapter 7

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" Caspian, you have failed me."
"I have yet to fail you." Caspian responded.
"Oh how is that so? Since the battle of dragons you have been failing me."
" But Lord-"
" Stop!" The shadow lord yelled. " Just listen to me! Is your brother still alive? Yes, and when we disposed of your village I lost two of my best warriors." He paused. "Crimson and Angel may you rest in peace." He mumbled. " Also, you said there was a girl that could do dark magix. She was defending the boy."
"Aye." Caspian responded.
" Well we'll have to deal with her won't we, if she does not go on our side."
" How, she seems loyal to Machate."
" Ah but did you know that I know someone she cares for." He paused and gestured to someone to come out.
A young man came from the shadows. He had light blue eyes and white and blonde hair. Caspian observed. " Is this girl named Zayne? Last heir to Transmere?" The lord asked. Caspian was still silent. His eyes, they weren't red. They were still a pale blue. He must've recently become one. He wore the same crimson and black suit to signify he was a shadow Knight like Caspian. The Lord looked at the young man.
" Lord, may I ask but who is this? He looks not much older than me and how does this Zayne care for him? Does she love him or is he her Savior?" Caspian asked.
" Ah, this is Randell. He was easily lured here. With all his hate, anger, and sadness. It was easy to embrace his dark side."
" You did not answer my question, my Lord."
" Caspian, ever so impatient. This is Randell first heir to Transmere this is Zayne's brother. "
" What are we going to do with him?"
" This part I carefully planned. Randell?" The young man looked at him.
" Yes, my lord?" His voice was silky and smooth. It flowed through the air easily.
" I want you to go to the Southern werewolf Tribe. Your sister and a boy will be there. Though the tribe might not let you take their prize. " he stopped for a moment. " You can finish them...for good." Randell nodded and disappeared in air with wisps of grey smoke left behind.



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