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Chapitre 8: Night of slaughter Part 2

It was time Dinak could feel it in his bones as well as the armor on his body

He was dressed up in Armor similar to that of the Unsallied and behind him he saw them his four thousand Unsallied troupes he bought half a month ago they were strong and loyal soldiers filled with discipline he had sent one of his merchants to buy them in Astapor along with giving him a message for Danny when she would soon arrive What it is not important at the moment.

My Unsallied were of course being treated well enough to become strong and fit but not to much to get fat and lazy they even trained with the Yellow Harpies we placed them amongst the crowd our numbers had grown immensely we had over 1500 members and that's just fighters alone we also had many others of different departments many of the bed slaves were set free but living in Yunkai finding a life was difficult so many choose to stay and came under my employ willingly and did many jobs for me many of them specialize in spy work and assassination it was almost to easy to eliminate threats now

after all as a certain blond lady once said a woman's greatest weapon isn't poison it's the one between her legs.

I choose to believe women have many dangerous weapons and weather words poison or sex they are all equally as dangerous and Aril was becoming even more dangerous by the day she was now quite good at managing our money how she became this good in a month is beyond me I'll just roll with it so long as I can make money.

Dinak walked around the arena back room inspecting the Unsallied and the arena itself remembering when it was old and rundown it was when he first challenged Zackre and started the yellow Harpies it seemed like a long time ago now he was about to start a coup d'etat in a way after this night the Wise Masters will be on thier knees or have Thier heads on picks

Joffrey would like that he thought to himself

But I don't need to worry about that shit stain it's almost time.

Dzora pov

back in the main arena Dzora was trying her best not to act of line until the signal them she could get the chance to show her skills she was excited in the previous fight seeing Dinak and Azro fight she was slightly disappointed as she thought the fight was too short and she felt Dinak wasn't committed to it

She had practiced Combat with Dinak and Dzodro for years and she knew he was a great fighter and she had heard the rumors of Azro's skills aswell and was amused seeing them fighting was something she looked forward to but it ended as quickly as it began such a shame she thought to herself.

The current fight was standard tho entertaining for an arena fight true but she was preparing for an even bloodier battle. Dzadro had proposed that we do it quickly and get rid of all the Wise Masters now to make room for the new which would be them seeing as they were legible for the title they also planned to give a title to Dinak aswell he never asked but it was clear he wanted the title after all it was written in his eyes eyes that tried to act calm and calculated honestly slightly exaggerated but honestly well meaning and full of ambition.

She had known Dinak almost her hole life and he sometimes felt like a stranger to her like he never told everything but never hid much he knew about so much but yet so little almost like a he didn't fully know what he wanted.

Uuuugh " I'm thinking about this to much"

She looked around her seat and noticed Dzadro talking to Zackre Dinaks punk friend he was pretending to be the owner of this Fighting pit but even if he wore nice clothes and drenched himself in Perfume he still had the Aura of a thug his hair cut didn't help him either before he had a mohawk haircut with colorful spikes but now he had the noble Ghiscari hair style but his looked like bat wings how did Dinak convince him to look that stupid she wondered.

She began to examine the Arena it was a place that looked like it held many untold horrors and it was in all honesty amazing for something so new and it was even of better quality than those owned by the Wise Masters .

" How did Dinak get all of this she asked herself not understanding how the poor boy she played with all those years annexed so much wealth.

Dzodro questioned it for a while but just shrugged it off and deduced that he was using the Yellow Harpies to Gain control of small business and building up some sort of criminal empire it wasn't to far fetched since he did admit to being the leader of the yellow Harpies and also taking over many of the cities brothels.

Dinak was strange indeed she always knew that but that was one of the reasons she liked his company .

What are you thinking about? asked Dzodro with a blank expression on his face not showing worry or rather anything at all as if he were a moving Statue but in truth his expressions said nothing but his actions and words spoke volumes Dinak sees his expression as lazy and uninterested I see it as

a mask hiding all his rage and doubt he had fantasized father's death for a long time and now it was almost time.

speaking of father he was seated along with his other wise Masters laughing at the most crude of jokes and pulling any waitress that passed by him grabbing them wherever he pleased when mother died he didn't even act effected at all he simply passed the knees by and rather called for some bed slaves when asked about us he just said

"Ohh those things hmmm just give them a gift or something but if they bother me throw them out? as you can see I'll just make more"

Shortly after we found out that he had used mother as a way to get rid of one of his rivals hiding it as a simple meeting to her he sent her to her death father's river thought since he sent his wife he must truly have peace in mind and as they were to meet they were killed not before going thru unnecessary ruthless touter or so I've been told.

As if woken from a dream she got up noticing Dzodro was still calling to her this Time with what seemed to be a drop of emotion leaking from his face.

"Yeah I'm okey what's going on? she asked slightly confused.

Dzodro slightly signaled to the middle of the Arena where were the fighters had stopped and in the middle stood Dinak in something similar to Unsallied armor and his sword in one hand a helmet with small horns in the other.

He raised his sword high and projected his voice for the whole Arena to hear.

"LADIES AND GENTLE MEN I DINAK VA Zaraxi

Or as many of you know me the Reaper present to you the greatest event in this young Arena's history the bloodiest battle you will ever see and why this special battle you ask?

It's time Dzodro said as he slowly walked up to our father and the Wise Masters easily getting past the guards .

Looking around Dzora could see many people among the crowd standing and leaving.

she turned back to Dinak.

We have very special guests tonight guests of great importance guests and Thier house holds!!

Dzora stood up and remembered that many of the guests were part of the Wise Masters house holds Thier own personal army and the yellow Harpies who were among the crowd we slowly creeping to them

And since we have such special guests out yery own WISE MASTERS !!

us of the Yellow Harpies Arena give to you the greatest performance you deserve!! there was a slight pause from him and he raised his sword to the Wise Masters stand.grinning before finally saying it

LET THE NIGHT Of SLAUGHTER BEGIN!!!!

And with a loud war cry Thousands of Unsallied matched out of the many gates to the arena up to the seats to the house hold members slashing through Thier throats like butter chopping of Thier heads like fire wood along with the yellow Harpies hidden in the crowd who had joined the Frey

Father looked at the chaos with confusion on his face he noticed Dzadro walking to him but he didn't notice his two dead guards.

"You what is the meaning of this is this part of the show or bwahaaack

Father only spat out blood as he looked down to see a dagger in his chest and the one who put it through him his own son there was a look of disbelief in his eyes as they bilged as if trying to leave his skull.

The Wise Masters who where with him panicked and began to run but where meet by Zackre with a cold smile on his face.

What is the meaning of this they asked?

This is treason and this will never be forgiven many others howled behind each other.

Zackre slowly walked towards them a smirk on his face and in a flash swung his sickle blade cutting of heads one by one.

the Wise Masters each scattered throughout the arena some were impelled by Unsallied spears others cut down by yellow Harpies swords trempeld by the many guests confused about what was happening there were screams there was blood there was the feeling of death everywhere and in the middle she saw Dinak smiling at everything he slowly placed the helmet on his head and it was the very symbol of Yunkai a Harpie.

she smiled lightly "so it has began huh but why are you smiling Dinak isn't this kind of thing bad for business?

The Night of slaughter had began and it was in full effect.

Authors comment

so hello there lads it's Me the og any way what do you think of the story so far what do you think of Dzadro and Dzora and Dinak??

just wanted to ask and stuff.

but thanks for Reading have a blessed day or night or whatever it is on your side of the planet


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