Mishaps

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"WHY!?" Ezekiel shouted, seeing a person who sacrificed herself for him, her tears trickling down her cheeks, to the cold, hard floor, smiling as she looked at them for one last time, before her she died. "WHY DO YOU HAVE TO KILL HER!?"

"Simple" He replied, throwing the body away to the sides, feeling the flesh of a deceased as it is slowly removed from his arm, a bit of blood still dripping to his hands. "The contract is complete"

"HOW DARE YOU!" He answered, running in a full sprint towards Avilius, summoning a sword to his hands, raising it up and feeling numb, from feeling the sword to the coldness of the place, as he only focused on one thing, revenge.

Avilius grabbed the sword he's holding, and shattered it into pieces. He then grabbed Ezekiel by the neck, suffocating him, and brought him outside to another room.

Evan ran towards him, only to be stopped by one of Avilius's subordinates.

"Not so fast" He said, punching Evan down to the ground. He didn't know where he came from, or how he didn't sense him. All he knew is the pain of hitting hard concrete, making him gasp in pain, as his body ached from the solid blow.

"EZEKIEL!!!!" He shouted, as his head suddenly come close to the ground, feeling a hand forcing him from behind, the subordinate. He punched him harder now in the back of his head, wanting to make Evan faint and stop shouting.

"Shut up" He spoke coldly, as he punched him over and over again, the crater getting wider and deeper by every blow.

"Seriously" Avilius answered, still gripping Ezekiel much more harder this time, while he tried to breath, only to feel so much pain in his neck, feeling his adam's apple getting crushed from the grip.

Avilius walked to another room, leaving all of his lackeys to the other room to find some privacy, wanting to have a one on one talk with Ezekiel before he killed him.

"Do whatever you want with the child" He said, not even looking back and continue to walk to the exit, closing the door behind him, bringing Ezekiel with him.

"Really" The subordinate said, stomping Evan using his shoe, making him feel the rough, hard concrete even more. "I had big expectations from you".

He raised him up from the ground, gripping him from his neck to sloely suffocate him to death.

"But I guess no one can really match....."

"You really are an arrogant bunch" Evan replied, managing to speak even with him suffocating and the pain from his neck and lungs.

"What are you saying you....." He threw him down to the ground, as a spear stabbed his stomach, after he left his guard down after he thought he had already won.

"Seriously" Evan said, wiping a bit of dirt in his head, face and clothes. Still standing even if his whole body screamed in pain. "Look what you did to my black suit".

"How.....can you still.....stand up?" The subordinate manage to say, pulling out the spear in his stomach and putting his hand to it to stop the bleeding, trying to ease the pain a little.

"Comparing to how Marco stabbing me with every weapon he could after defeating me" He wiped the remaining dirt, before walking to him with cold eyes. He gripped his hair so much, that he felt his head is gonna tore apart. "Its nothing"

For the first time of that subordinate's life, never did he saw something this scary in his whole life. Even with every possessed body targeting him in all directions, he didn't even flinched.

For the first time...

He wanted to beg for his life...

Sadly, he couldn't...

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