The Land of Dawn (ML Fanfic)

47. stand your ground

He was exhausted from being in quiet solitude and with that reason alone, he cannot wait to arrive in the land of the assassins and gain comrades to fight alongside with.

Journeying from Nost Gal to Beldone or simply known as the land of the assassins was no easy feat for Tigreal.

If it wasn't for the recurring thought that he won't be lonely anymore diffusing into his system, he wouldn't have come this far.

And now, nearing his destination, he can't help but feel a sense of familiarity on the grounds of Beldone. It's as if he has gone here at some point of his life or rather someone he knew resided there.

Surfacing out from the thick forest, a few meters from where he stood, he saw the headquarters. It was a solid titanium building with no windows and only one visible entry point.

He was about to bridge the gap between him and the steel structure when he couldn't help but notice that something was off with it. It wasn't emitting any type of warning or alarm sound but from the entrance to the corner of the building, bright red lights were blinking.

Now any decent soul would think that the quarters were under red alert but the lack of a booming alarm made the scenario quite peculiar.

Tigreal scanned the perimeter and out from the corner of his eye, saw a battalion of demon snakes or Blokes slithering their way to the assassins' building. Behind the Blokes were Vlomirs or demon jackals with mouths wide open, ready for it's take.

And as he squinted his eyes for more visibility, he saw a man of purple hue, chanting some kind of spell that seem to be commanding the demons' actions.

He didn't recognize the man but he was sure he encountered him before. And that this man was vile and evil and merciless.

Tigreal observed and decided to lay-low. He waited for the perfect time to ambush the demons. Or better yet, he'll wait for the assassins to come out and he'll join them in battle.

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As soon as the dark creatures neared the building, Moskov stomped his quiescent spear once and with that gesture, all the demons halted at the entrance.

Moskov weaved through the crowd and reached the front. He then raised his spear and aimed at the headquarters' entrance.

Little did the evil marksman knew that the building is under anti-quiescent mode and any blows from him would seem nothing to the steel fortress.

He shot at the entrance's button and his jab just bounced off the building. This happening enraged him more.

"Assassins of Beldone, show yourselves! Are you too weak that you all are hiding inside that steel building of yours! Come out and let blood be shed!" Moskov retorted, his voice low and firm but enough to be heard by any soul at bay.

There seemed to be no response from the assassins. Tigreal knew that they were buying their time and that he knew they chose their fights well.

Moskov let out a laugh that reeked of hatred and frustration. "Come out, you fools. Come out and play. Your slayers are waiting for you." He mocked, as his face grimaced and his eyes turned pitch black.

For a moment, there was silence. Undulating, ringing silence.

And then as the eyes could only follow, the demons were slain one by one by someone too quick and stealthy.

Gushes of pink smoke diffused throughout the grounds were the demons stood and before Moskov could take in the sight, all the demons he once commanded, dropped dead.