《Two dead men for a bloody coin》Chapter 10: Help in many ways
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P.O.V.: Seicig
Kykvandi looked at me with bored eyes, like he had done this before. I used this brief pause to take a closer look at him. He had black eyes, with his irises being bluish-purplish and red lines running down his face, like tears, a trait of grief demons. His nose was drooping slightly, his lips were greatly scarred and cracked, his chin was thin, his messy hair was almost touching his his shoulders. "Are you finished observing me or should I also take off my clothes?"
"Any lies you tell, I will be able to detect, so please refrain from doing so." I started my interrogation like every other, boring, useless, frustrating examination.
"Even if you could do that, which you can't, you wouldn't have anything to cross examine my information with, and you definitely can't spot any lies on my behalf, trust me, so you really don't need the formalities."
...
Myko was an assasin. He didn't notice me forcing his mind under control. "So you fell in love with your last target's daughter, out of pity? Pity for who exactly?" He just shrugged, looked down and fidgeted. "Myself. Anyway, are you slowly establishing a link through the brief connection we had yesterday?" His normally neutral face went full-on serious and his eyes almost made him look like a completely different person.
"Why do you think I would I do that? Your mind is completely unreachable by exterior forces such as my telepathy, and banshees are even stronger telepathics than humans."
"breaking our minds is much easier than entering them, and then they use disorienting and trance inducing methods to lower our mental defenses, and then boil our brains. You pass the trial of mind and you earn the title of pyromancer." He seemed melancholy recalling that.
"Trial of mind? Forgive me, I'm not accustomed to demon culture."
"I'm technically a pyromancer."
"Pyromancer? But you're a demon."
"I was born there. Didn't help me much though."
"Why?"
"Some child was annoying me. I broke his skull." The way he casually talked about killing was almost making me puke just thinking about it.
"You look almost as green as me, are you OK?"
"I'm fine. What about the nymph? I told the mayor about it and he decided to not let any person into the woods."
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"I will take care of it. They are based on nature, so fire would be the best approach." He then stood up and walked out of the room. Varr came in, grumpy as always. "What's up with that ass?" I just chuckled at his remark. "He is going to try to get rid of the nymph." He looked at me, the jolly look on his face gone, now serious. "He's gonna die by fucking to death. We should stop him." I just shrugged at him. "If he dies, that's better for us."
"Yeah, that makes sense."
P.O.V.: Kykvandi and Reivi
How should I prepare to kill her?
-We resort to jokes.-
How will that help?
-I don't know.-
I sprinted to the waterfall. It was cold. I got undressed and into the water. It was relaxing, so relaxing. Something walked into the water. Seicig walked into the water, naked and suggestive.
"I knew you would return. Were you hoping to see me again?" She was lying next to me, drawing lines on my chest. "Does this excite you?"
-Let me handle this. Bite her lip. Good, good. Now, pull her hair. Not too hard, not too hard.-
This is pointless.
I started stroking her back. It felt like bark. I broke her neck and put her body on a rock in the middle of the river. She began turning into a tree. Damn tree nymphs.
When I entered the inn, Seicig, Milder, Varr, Saethwyr, Djarfr were all looking at me. I froze. "What?" Seicig then ran towards me and hugged me tightly. "Please don't leave me again." I pushed her back and she hit ber back on a table. She looked furious, but immediately calmed down. "I I'm sorry." I ran out the inn, but the group remained by Seicig.
I asked some people for some directions and finally I found the mayor's house. It had a tall metal fence with spikes on the top and around the vertical poles and the house was made with brick and mortar. I tried to enter the guards wouldn't let me. "Sorry sir, but the mayor is having an important meeting and it mustn't be interrupted for any reasons." I just nodded at them and walked away.
-What say you we find a way around?-
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The front is heavily guarded. But only the front. There no other doors other than the front.
-Nice.-
The windows are open.
-Good.-
I walked around the building until I was in the guards blindspot and I started climbing the fence, not even grazing my skin as I jumped over. Someone was approaching, and I hid in a bush. I was almost seen by a guard. I resumed the trek up the wall. I was hanging under an outside windowsill, I heard two people talking. "Do you really think you have a choice but to relent to our demands?" It was a man.
"You aren't protecting us, you're extorting us!" The second voice was older, I then heard a loud smack.
"Does it matter if I am? You are still going to pay me, or I'll bring something more dangerous than just a nymph." I quickly peeked over to see that they were both facing their backs from me, so I used the opportunity to sneak in and sit on a chair.
"Please don't. I can get the money." It was the town mayor. He was thin and in a fine white suit with military medals. he was scared for his life.
"You better." The younger person was large in build, had dark grey hair, was clad in furs, leather and cobbled together armor. He had a shepherd's axe with an oversized head.
"Do you mean the one I killed?" They both turned around, shocked as they saw me, the mayor was now scared by my looks and the man next to him just smiled and pulled out his greataxe.
"Yer a demon, aren't ya. Pleasure to meet'cha." I could see fire in his eyes.
"First I have some questions. Why terrorize a town if you could just burn it down?" I sat and put my hands together and looked uninterested.
"For the money, of course."
"Are you a wrath demon?" When I said that he looked surprised and then gave me an evil smile.
He lunged at me swinging the greataxe in a horizontal line and I tried to block it with my right hand. He chopped it right off. I quickly jumped back and used my hand as a torch. Whenever I activated my fire, I would feel a tug in my mind, but I just endured through the demon's attacks by dodging. Even though he was strong, he was not very fast compared to me. He stopped his onslaught and started to inhale deeply and then an enormous plume of fire exploded from his mouth in my direction. It hit me before I could dodge so I was sent flying until I was outside and my clothes were completely scorched.
"Now I'm pissed." I ripped off the remains of the jacket I had on showing my black scorch mark. I ran at full speed at him and twisted my body to avoid the vertical attack of his axe and stabbed him with my left arm. It barely pierced his armor. Seizing this opportunity, the demon hit me with the butt of the axe sending me flying again but this time, it broke my back. Now I couldn't move.
"You seem skilled. Tell you what, you join me, and I will give you this place to own. No one gets hurt, and you get some fine women." He gestured too all the people. Suddenly, the girl from yesterday ran towards me. "Please get up! You can do it!" She was sobbing and her mother was running after her. The demon got angry and stomped over to where I was lying. "How dare you!" The girl's mother ran in front of the demon. "Please don't hurt her! She's just a child!"
He just pushed her away and grabbed the girl who began to scream. "WANT ME TO EAT YOU! THEN LEAVE!" Suddenly, The man's entire right arm drooped in a split second before he noticed and screamt in pain. "I SWEAR I WILL KILL YOU!"
"Good job, Kykvandi!"
He grabbed the axe with his left hand. Then a crossbow bolt hit his remaining hand and an enormous arrow lodged into his knee from behind.
Everyone is helping me and I am just lying here, limp and lame.
-Do you truly want power to protect them?-
Anything.
-Enter your full rage form.-
What if I hurt them?
-...-
ANSWER ME!
-Too late to decide. It's coming.-
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