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60 A Special Blood

Roshan only tsked at the situation revolving around him and his expression remained unfazed, he just laid there, looking unbothered like he cared less about his own life.

His vision was nothing but a blur as he watched them run towards him with forks and torches made from fire and their angry yells were starting to get even closer.

He gazed up at the ceiling, the wound in his chest would take longer to heal and the paralysis was something he couldn’t fight. He didn’t have enough strength to accomplish that since it aimed directly for his heart. It would have killed him instantly if he was full human but being a demon, it could only weaken his system to the point of paralysis.

“Get him! Burn him up!!”

Before his eyes closed shut while waiting for his unfair destiny, a powerful swirling wind instantly blew the knights away like they were unwanted dust particles that needed to be gotten rid of. The sight of knights being flung meters away and getting viscously slammed against the walls made him wonder if it was his imagination, but his body was giving up and he couldn’t see things clearly. When his eyes closed shut, he heard a very familiar deep voice reaching to him.

“One two three.... Three hours remaining. What are you gonna do?”

~

“Let go of me, you’re hurting my arm!” Annalise continuously complained as they dragged her into an unknown fortress, the frightening sounds of hungry birds echoed along the way, causing a look of anxiety to display on her dainty face. They only stopped walking after standing in front of a big gate with two doors. The fortress was a complete contrast to Roshan’s palace. It had the sickening scent of dust and blood lingering in the cold night air and Anna really tried not to let the bitter biles forming in her mouth escape.

The big gate finally creaked open and the masked freak led the way while the Demon’s followed behind, forcefully dragging Anna in as well. Where could they possibly be taking her to???

.....

Everything about its environment gave her the chills, it was dimly lit as they walked past what might be the passageway. Human skeletons rested at the corner as their faces froze in terror. She gulped, not willing to let her mind believe that those skeletons might actually belong to humans.

Another tall double door came in sight and just like the other door they had passed through, it needed no assistance as they welcomely creaked themselves open and they walked in. Stopping at what seemed like the main hall, a man dressed in a black mantle made from the feathers of a bird stood before what looked like a throne except it was made entirely out of skeletons.

Anna’s stare curiously lingered on the strange man as several thoughts spiraled in her head, was he the one who sent them? Was that throne made from an actual skeleton, was he going to turn her into one of those as well??

Her heart thumped louder to the point she could hear it herself, oh no! What does he want from her?? Even his aura is more appalling than that of Roshan. He looked like someone who just descended from the world of hell.

The beings’ extremely white skin stood out even more in his feathered black mantle and he finally turned after some minutes to see the guests that chose to interrupt his moment of thinking.

The irritation in his cold-blooded demonic red eyes disappeared into a look of amusement as he saw his trusted men holding the human captive.

“Lord Luderick!” He bowed, “she’s the human girl.”

The masked being politely said while dragging Anna forward.

Anna met his ruthless stare with a frightened gasp. Was he the one who sent them? She doesn’t even know him.

“Who are you?” She questioned first, using the little courage left in her to speak but the man solely ignored her and instead, took a step towards her until he was standing right in front of her. He lifted her chin up with his clawed fingers and Anna felt a cold sensation run through her system as his touch moved down to her neck.

A gasp left Anna’s lips and she shut her eyes in pain when the man’s clawed finger dug into the flesh in her neck.

She wanted to scream but it came out like a painful whimper instead, blood streamed down her pale neck before the man stuck his finger out to Anna’s relief, he licked the blood in his finger and his eyes brightened. She has a special blood.

She’s the one!

“Lock her up in the dungeon.” Came his orders as he turned away from her, Anna immediately shook her head in retreat.

“You can’t do that!” She yelled out her protest, “who are you? What do you want with me? What did your men do to Roshan??”

“I thought I asked you to be quiet?” The masked man threatened in a low voice, his blade hanging in her throat and Anna’s lips instantly sealed. She turned her eyes to the man who the masked being referred to as Lord Luderick and she spoke calmly this time around.

“What is it that you want from me?” She questioned, “I don’t know you and....”

“Tsk tsk tsk poor child.” He turned around and gave her head a pat as though trying to calm her down but his touch only sent a cold horrendous feeling down her spine.

“You only knew me once, dear human.” He squeezed her jaw with his hand but his weird statement lingered more than the pain she was feeling due to the hands which squeezed her jaw.

“No wonder that stupid nephew of mine was relentless on showing you to me.”

Her mind instantly crossed to Roshan and how he was before she came here.

“Roshan, your masked friend here shot him with something, what did you do to him??”

“Oh, Roshan didn’t tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

“Didn’t it surprise you that he couldn’t resist the pain of the arrow?” He questioned with a look of mischief, helping the baffled Anna tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear but she remained half frozen. His question only left her mind perplexed and disconcerted. Seeing she didn’t truly get it, Luderick proceeded to explain himself further.

“Well my dear, Roshan is a half Demon, by half Demon I mean he’s also human.” An evil grin appeared on his face and he stood straight. “...the arrow was meant to weaken him for at least three hours but it’ll be too late to save you, the ritual would have been completed.”

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