"Nothing like a man's own castle."
Taf pushed open the door to his manor as he strolled through. Having chosen not to have any servants the place was dark and quiet. Not that he would complain as this suited him quite well.
"I don't like the thoughts of these devils, Taf."
May uttered with a bit of unease in her voice. It didn't take a genius to see how feared these individuals were by all.
"When I asked who was behind that whole ordeal, I must say I was quite startled at the grand elder's response."
Taf replied as he observed the space ring which the grand elder previously provided. He then continued by saying,
" Guess I was excited about meeting these banes of our world. After all, I too would fall under this bracket.
Maybe there are quite a few questions that are in need of answers in my mind. For instance, why are they despised as they are? More importantly, is this an inherent trait that all who possess the affinity are fated?"
The laptop crashed so, for the time being, I will be writing on my phone. That meant I couldn't fulfill last week's promise.
Ok so initially, I had no intention of writing about any tournament. I mean how would it be a challenge to the main character at this point.
Then I recalled I had referred previously to a sect tournament from Neisha's perspective. Rather than going back and deleting those few paragraphs I thought it fair to follow through. Will make it fun though if this brain decides to start working smh
Creation is hard, cheer me up! Damn hard would be a better description lol