White streak flickered through the lair, ascending upwards. Any beast which was unfortunate enough to see this flicker was mercilessly killed. Bodies fell in the wake of this lightning streak running rampant throughout the caves.
It was a mass slaughter as Zeph took out all his anger and frustration on these beasts who had gathered here for the celebration. His mind was only filled with voices to find the Kwastir or either kill anyone related to him. He was reenacting his revenge in the cruelest and gruesome way.
The line for the first time, Zeph had marked for himself when he chose this path had blurred. He had crossed his bottom line, embracing the dark side only for the revenge and hatred he felt for Kwastir. It was misguided rage but he was not in a position or capability to think this through.
Ok, really this is last with the same title. I am not good at thinking titles of chapters.
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