The Gifted Masters: A Silver Century

Chapter 5 ♦️ Deadly Company (Pt.1)

Chapter Five ♦️ Deadly Company (Part.1)

     Christine walked away from Jonathon without a word, Adan and Pisa were on her tail, and Elias made his way back home for the night. Christine had the sword back in its sheath, not having told Jonathon about the location of that strange place, nor was she going to explain to the two how to get there to watch her slay the beast.

Christine passed by the people who murmured under their breath. She used her inner energy to step on everyone, making the folks unconsciously shiver, backing away and allowing her to pass through the crowd more quicker.

     The more they stare like that, the faster their face will wrinkle. Christine vowed to discover why she had a power many hated.

Adan and Pisa stopped when Christine stopped. She told them to wait a moment so she could drop something off at her home. The two nodded, aware of the truth in her words.

Christine left them for a while so she could hide the lance inside a wardrobe of her home. Then she sprinted back to Pisa and Adan, but on her way there, she couldn't help but question what person harmed the mythical beast with that weapon in her wardrobe. Admittedly, Christine didn't think that the beast was still alive. The dragon was brutally injured and much smaller than she remembered. All she had to do was bring the body or the head to replace the Razor Shins she hadn't killed, to prove that that mythical beast existed to Jonathon, although he believed her, and then to the village who had only heard of different beasts as tall tales.

Christine exhaled a long-intimidating hiss, steaming the air. She knew what she had to get done.

Adan immediately noticed Christine's uneasiness. Her group knew when not to question her, but quite daring Adan was, it was easy for him to make her speak. The thin-bearded man scratched his hair in response to Christine's silence, understanding that she was undoubtedly upset.

The thin layer of snow beneath her boots crunched as she passed him.

     "What did he send you to do?"

Christine almost paused in her tracks but continued making her way out of the main village.

     "Him allowing you to return to the wilderness is a surprise," Adan trailed, now next to her, Pisa on his left side.

     "That's because he wants me to slaughter."

     "What do you mean?" Pisa asked. "The hunt is over."

     "Bigger catch, a replacement for the Razor Shins," Christine replied simply and shifted her gaze to the dark snowy land, noticing that they had already made their way out of the village.

     Adan raised a brow in disbelief. "You didn't hunt at all?"

Stubbornly her chin went up.

     "Then...may we know what dragon can replace over forty Razor Shins?" He questioned.

In truth? No creature could live up to the majestic dragon. She didn't want to talk about the dragon or where she was going. Christine's eye-claimed piece of land was going to get disturbed, she didn't want that, and she didn't want to slay the injured beast.

     "A Mystic Flight," Christine replied coldly.

Pisa and Adan's eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets, and the hairs on their necks stood up without any other cause but the horrific name itself. They'd only heard about the creature through tales, and little did they know that this beast was more than abnormal.

     "What?" The two scoffed.

     "It is probably dead by now. There is nothing to worry about."