*A whistle echoed loudly through the corridors of the underground cave. He was a game boy with red hair and complexion who walked along while humming songs. The boy in question had blood on his Shirt and his shoulders a few minutes before when he had entered the previous room he had broken and crushed the limbs of the people he had passed before killing them. All massacred with bare hands with a rather particular fighting style. Because yes the Young Sheehan does not use a weapon in combat but rather his fists as is the tradition of his tribe. As he skimmed the corridors he opened a door that led to the jails and his eyes widened immediately*.
-Is this a joke? *he yelled*
*The jail was empty and it was unbelievable, yet he was certain of what he had felt*.
-Where the hell did he go?
*5 minutes before he arrived when they were still in the cell, Emory and Phina were sitting facing the door*.
-Tch I'm fed up I won't mold a second more here. *She says*.
- What are you planning to do? The door is locked. And we are unarmed.
- But what a defeatist I swear. *she pouted*. You are a prince and you have no weapon on you. Not even a little hidden dagger?
-Eh ? Well *he thought*.
*He remembered when his maids had finished dressing him for the party Kaleb had come to see him. Although he discreetly slipped a dagger into his friend's belt he saw it and pulled it out*.
-Hey, it's just a party, no need for that.
*He hands him the blade but Kaleb tries to give it back*.
-A proverb on Adje says that a Killick always needs a sword or that he must keep a blade nearby. You are a prince, an accident happened quickly.
-I... I don't want, I don't want to have that on me now. *say Emory embarrassed*. Besides, I'm going to have fun, not fight.
*He put the dagger on the table and walked to the door*.
-But... Did you think about your security, moron? *Kaleb shouted*.
-You are there to protect me. *he said smiling*.
*Emory remembers it as a nice bullshit. He who thought that the medallion would suffice in the event of a problem, he was really in deep shit*.
-Find. *Said Phina*.
-Eh. *Emory jumped up*.
* The little one had taken advantage of the fact that he was lost in his thoughts to search on him. She found a dagger hanging from his boot*.
- What is it doing there?! *He wondered*.
-Your bodyguard is doing his job well, it seems. Come on now let's go out.
-But how ?
*Phina approached Emory and whispered things to him. At first the young boy seemed reluctant but the more she talked the more it made sense and seemed to be the only way. After which they decided to apply their plan*.
-OPEN THE DOOR. *Starts screaming Phina*. Open the door, Open the goddamn door.
*The guard who heard him yelling for a few hours was used to it so he decided to ignore it*.
- Do you want to play this? If that's how I'm gonna kill the prince?
- Hey what? No it was not planned. *Shouted Emory in fear*.
-It's your fault we're locked up here, you idiot, I'm going to kill you.
-Think if you kill me they will kill you.
-I DON'T CARE ANYMORE. *She yelled taking out her penknife*.
-FUCK... SOMEBODY HELP.
*The guard broke down the door in panic for fear of having ignored a fight that had gone too far, but no sooner had he entered than he saw Emory at the back of the room who was watching him with stressed eyes*.
-Enough...
*Phina, who had hid right next to him held the dagger and planted him left leg right at the level of the phemoral artery. She still remembered the private lessons in the back of the mansion with Dagfinn and Nisos*.
-Aim well for this part, the guy will bleed out in less than 2 minutes. *Dagfinn explained*.
-It depends on how strong you are. *Said Nisos*. You'd have to rip his leg off to be sure.
- Yeah, but she's not strong enough for that. *replied the boy*. Once you have succeeded, the element of surprise will pass.
*Dagfinn was drawing curves with a dagger using Nisos as a Mannequin*.
-Hey why are you using me as a reference.
-Shut up Demi-face. In short, if you plant a leg, he will use the closest hand to grab you. You are small and agile take advantage of this to free yourself.
*As Dagfinn had said the man was trying to catch her with his left hand but she had anticipated the move had already moved*.
-Then no time should be wasted. Slice his tendons and immobilize him by mowing him down. Put all your strength into it even if it is worthless. He will lose his balance for sure.
-It's hard Finn how do you want me to do this ?
-Because you are my sister.
*She managed to bend down enough and sliced at the level of the ankle of the guard then she executed a baleyette with her leg which made the man fall backwards. Worse his neck hit a stone and he fell unconscious. Emory couldn't believe what she had just done. She took the opportunity to strike several blows with the dagger in the body of the poor man*.
-I know you'll probably be reluctant to kill *He said touching her cheek*. But if ever someone tries to take you away from me then... Don't hesitate.
*She then uttered a cry of rage and struck one last time the face of the poor man who had become unrecognizable. Emory gulped to avoid throwing up in disgust as Phina fell to her knees exhausted from the gesture. She sighed for a moment, then stood up and stared at the prince*.
-You come ? We're not going to mold here.
*After examining the room Sheehan almost deduces what had happened. But in the end it came down to this.*
- Emory is no longer here. Dagur would have won?
*Looks closer*.
-Nah, this little guy freed himself.
-There he is. *Shouted a guy behind his back*.
-Come on everyone, we found it.
-Damn it, I'm going to have to resume my research.
*Sheehan turned around and saw them. Immediately he jumped on the first one doing a somersault. He smashed his neck with the back of his leg to turn to the guy on the left he slammed against the wall. He then took him by the head and banged him several times against the wall until he passed out and died. He then turned his gaze to the 3rd who was not moving*.
-It's strange I was massacring your friend why don't you move? *He said observing her better*. Oh don't tell me you're scared? Well listen, I'll do this quickly, ok?
*He cracked his shoulder then leapt into a spin. In the same movement he seized his head between his two hands and broke his neck by performing a rotation on himself. Sheehan landed in the hallway where other surviving guards had seen him. He immediately let out a sigh.
-It's going to be a long night.
*But let's go back to what was happening in the cavity where Dagur was. The young man during an exchange had been lightly brushed in the ear by Ziyad's sword, following this he had taken his distance but when he laid eyes on his enemy he no longer saw him. To tell the truth, he no longer saw anything at all.
- What... What did you do to me? *he asked in shock*.
- So kid, you're lost huh. Listen *he says kindly*. I don't want to fight with you. One last time leave or you will suffer for nothing.
-Tch... You think it's enough to take away my sight to beat me.
*If it was enough of something so simple to stop a Killick, it will be known. Dagfinn came back with more force and violence in the blows, but this time it was different. Ziyad blocked them one by one*.
-He hits much harder, but this time he lacks precision. *He says to him*.
*He retaliated forcefully for the first time since the fight began Dagur backed away*.
-Furthermore his movements are no longer as lively as at the beginning. He no longer circles around me.
*Ziyad start to knock harder and harder*.
-You others take advantage of this to flee.
*The hesitant refugees were still afraid that Dagur would eliminate them, but Ziyad gave them a reassuring look*.
-Don't worry, I'll keep it. *He said with an uncertain smile*.
*They hesitated a bit more and they started to run towards the exit cavity*.
- No, you're not going anywhere. *he shouted*.
*He deflect two strike from Ziyad then pushed him back in 3rd before leaping in their direction*.
-I can still smell your scent you know.
*Dagur walked half the distance between them when he stopped short*.
-What ? *he thought*. What is this mess ? I... I don't feel anything anymore. *He sniffles*. Not even my own sweat. Did I just... lose my sense of smell? But how was it possible?
*Dagur didn't understand anything. That said, he felt a slight cut on his hand, blood was probably flowing*.
-Was it due to the exchanges? He brushed against me once and that one I clearly didn't feel it coming. But what the hell is happening to me?
-Now you are no longer able to locate them. *Said Ziyad who was actually a few centimeters from him*.
*Surprised that he let it come so close he jumped back*.
- When did he approach me? But when?
- Congratulations well done. *shouted an old man*. Get rid of this brat.
- But what the hell are you still doing here ? *Shouted Ziyad very annoyed*. I told you to get out.
*Dagur threw his sword in his direction and beheaded him while planting him above the door. Blind and deprived of smell, his murderous aura still intimidated them*.
-I said nobody move.
*He then turned towards Ziyad*.
-I believe that I have understood. It's your relic, isn't it? It nullifies the senses of your enemies. *he says*.
-That's right, the Töten crystal allows me to suppress my opponents' senses. *He said touching the Crystal on the hilt of his sword*. So I can easily take advantage of them. I tried to immobilize you, I hit you twice.
-The 1st when you rubbed my ear and the second when I was launched. Before I left your blade grazed my hand and I cut myself. *Explained Dagur*. Basically every time you cut me. I'm losing one of my senses, that's it.
-You are very perceptive but it will not save you. Last warning I will not repeat myself.
*Dagur's claws grew and he pounced on her at full speed*.
-I can't wait for you to take my hearing so I don't have to hear your warnings anymore.
*This time he was attacking with a claw. It was much simpler and he was much faster that way*.
-But... But what is the problem with this kid? *He says to him*. Why... Why does he want to fight so damn hard. Is it because he's a Killick? A demon ? No, it's all prejudice.
-You're starting again. DEFEND YOURSELF.
*Ziyad cried out in anger and pushed Dagur away with a swing of his sword*.
-Damn it, but why are you fighting? *he yelled*.
- Hey, are you really asking the question? Or have you already forgotten who we were. *He said with a look distorted by anger*. Besides, keep looting, it helps me.
-Whoops.
*Dagur returned to the charge even more virulently. He was far too evasive in his answer. This time it was too much. Ziyad clenched his two-handed sword and struck Dagur with all his might. He sliced the young boy straight through the torso. His blood spurted out and a strange thing happened*.
-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.
*Young Killick fell to his knees with a cry of pain so loud that all the cavities heard*.
-What... What was that? *Dagfinn wondered*.
- Focus on me asshole. *Yell Shuri*
*Sheehan who was running had stopped but he resumed his way as nothing was*.
-He should be fine.
*Fine ? Possible, but Dagur was on his knees with his eyes wide open and he couldn't believe it. This attack was not stronger than another, to tell the truth the damage caused was minimal because he had retreated slightly and therefore the blade did not penetrate deeply*.
-However....
*The pain was unbearable*.
- You're in pain, aren't you? The pain must be terrible.
-What did you do to me? *Asked Dagur almost on the verge of tears*.
-Töten's crystal can suppress the senses but conversely greatly increase your sensitivity. Currently you must feel pain 30 times worse than the ordinary blow.
-30 times...
*Dagur felt his enemy move in the wind and hit him he tried to run but Ziyad injured his arm and the shock threw him several meters away. Dagur collided with the stone column before humping the ground. He uttered again this cry of pain which resounded in all the cavity*.
-Look at him... He's not as arrogant as he was a few minutes ago.
- Well done for him. *says a woman*.
-But he just looks like an ordinary kid there.
*That wasn't wrong, Dagur rolled on the floor in excruciating pain. Ziyad walked slowly towards him with a look full of anger*.
-I told you this several times but you refused to listen to me. Unfortunately you were too full of yourself. I have however told you several times to surrender but you refused to listen to me. Now you will pay for it.
*He raises his sword and is about to decapitate him but holds back*.
-No... This is all another test of Kail Sho
. I refuse to fall into his game. But this kid, he kills innocent people with a cold heart as if it were normal. He is conditioned like that.
*He turned around and looked at all the deaths he had caused, only innocent people who hadn't hurt anyone. Innocents massacred without scruple. Ziyad then tightened his sword*.
- No, I mustn't hesitate. I must slay this demon, the world will be better off.
-Go ahead Ziyad kill him. *shouted a woman in the crowd*.
*That's when he heard Dagur's whispers. He approached to hear them better*.
-I'm so sorry...
-Eh ?
- I so sorry, I'm really sorry.
-What ? After all you've done? Everyone you killed? Do you dare to apologize to me? It's decided I'm going to slay you...
- I'm so sorry mom. *He resumed*. I can't do it, it's way too hard.
-What? His mother ? The pain makes him wander.
*Ziyad approached, lowering his weapon*.
- Like what even a monster like him has a mother. And he really seems to like it...
-I'm sorry mom, I can't stop it, it hurts too much.
*He suddenly raised his head and stared at Ziyad. His eyes were white from his blindness and tears were streaming from his eyes. Yet he seemed to see him, which immobilized Ziyad in surprise. Suddenly he firmly grasped the hand that held the sword and his finger touched the crystal on the relic. His eyes went from white to red*.
-Damn if he touches the Crystal... *He thought*.
-He will regain the use of his senses. *Completed Dagur with a smile*.
* Suddenly his eyes became blue again and his look seemed scared. He immediately let go of his enemy's hand.
-RUN. RUN AWAY. *he yelled with all his might*.
*And as if he had changed his face his eyes turned red again and his demonic smile reappeared*.
-You are all deaaaad.
*End of chapter*