Brighver mountains, Derunia Dreygo cautiously walked towards the path that Elain had directed. The voices again echoed in his hearing, somewhat calling his name. 'The magic playing tricks on me. Well, I could handle that. I am a Demon. I have experienced more of this in hell.' He forced the idea. Dreygo fixed his eyes now on his direction and disregarded the voices. He should be more vigilant as the Seer's territory was nearing. Finally, a wooden house silhouette appeared from afar, and its surroundings were hazy because of the fog. He prowled from tree to tree anticipating enemies nearby. The house was heaved by trees and he took advantage as he hid behind the large tree trunks. The place was quiet but the cawing of crows increased as if they scavenged for human or animal corpses. A different stench now unpleasantly entered Dreyo's smell. It was like a combination of burnt or cooked herbs and sacrificed animals, as he had imagined. 'Witches and their witchcraft.' Dreygo smirked.

Brighver Mountains, Derunia City He walked striking through the heaving trees as he left the Seer's house. It was quiet now and the beauty of the forest sprang as the fog gradually fades. Crows and bats fled the area as no sounds were audible of their cawing and shrieks. The evergreen leaves painted the scene with a combination of brown leaves covering the earth. No more voices, no more hostilities, only a beautiful scent of mountain air and the faint songs of birds. Dreygo clasped his wounded shoulder and blood raced down his arm leaving blood trails on the ground. He knew he was stronger than this. He was not a normal human, a Demon tested in the harshest environments, and he can take a wound like this. But his wound seemed to have worsened each time he gained steps. The pain he felt bit stronger than a normal wound and the sting sprouted from the corners of the open flesh. It was so discomforting. Then he remembered that the blade that struck him was the Ferrum minus. A bane we

The tires screeched hard as the car swerved left and right, overtaking traffic along the High way. The accelerator pedal was pressed hard almost kissing the Range Rover’s floor and the Engine hummed hard achieving its full velocity. Viriel drove the Range Rover together with Dreygo in the passenger seat and Elaine at the back. It was a five-hour drive to Meropas and they prayed that they were not too late for Kragus to destroy the Oil rig. Dreygo knew that he can’t stop Kragus in the meantime as Viriel had stipulated this new information. They need to learn how to conjure the Five Forbidden spells of the Heavenly Laws' seventh degree for them to stop Kragus. Secondly, hunt down and eliminate all of Kragus’ six Demon Lords. But Dreygo insisted on still pursuing Kragus for he could not stomach the idea to let Kragus kill innocent people that easily. Viriel knew that two of the Demon Lords came with Kragus on Earth but he had less information on their whereabouts. Their car turned on

Uncontrollable shivers crept all over Dreygo’s body and his hands were cold as ice as the airplane descended fast and turned to position itself for a landing towards the wide airstrip of Tsi Luen Airport. Elaine noticed it as she glanced at Dreygo with a paled face from the moment the airplane abruptly ascended to the sky from the runway. Dreygo did not care to eat meals offered by the stewardess and just sat still, almost motionless, impatiently waiting for the flight to end. His food from the previous meal lifted as the plane did its abrupt descend. He could taste the chicken sauce that flooded his tongue. Elaine smiled at him and he wanted to give Dreygo some comfort as she saw him perspiring like a leaking faucet on Dreygo’s forehead. Dreygo never had driven before an airplane, only horses and wagons during his time on Earth. The medieval times were an uncomfortable place and era to live as Dreygo had recollected, comparing to the comfort that the modern time pro

Siren sounds of police cars and firetrucks surpassed the music volume of all the advertisements on digital billboards. Barricades were placed surrounding the exploded car. Dreygo and Viriel were oblivious to the assassin’s move. It was the doing of the cunning Zi Lok’s assassin to divert their attention and left Elaine behind the room, defenseless. Elaine approached the room hurriedly as she heard the housekeeper’s call. By instinct, she peeped at the door’s hole before she opened the door. She saw nobody conspicuous looking at the peephole but she knew that somebody was out there as she pressed her ear to the wooden door. She heard faint breathing. She did not respond to the call and she suddenly remembered Zi Lok’s reach and capabilities. Moreover, the man gawking at them at the airport. There was nowhere to hide and there was only one thing she could think of. She must contact Dreygo and Viriel. But both did not possess a mobile phone. So, she hurried to the balcony and closed the