The youth moved so swiftly and in crazed velocity that Damien didn't see when he was hit in the chest. "Ahhhh!!!"Was all he could say as he flew into the air, crashing away till he crash-landed at the door of a hut. HOW EMBARRASSING. He thought. A mistake he had made was underestimating this youth. If he had known, he would had gone all out fighting him. The wolf ran to the youth and growled, ready to give her all, but Damien was back on his feet, groaning. "It's my fight dummy, stop showing off."He called at the wolf who glared and cussed. ~ dumb bastard. what was I thinking? ~The Cannibals looked concerned also, but they weren't ready to jump in the fight for him. FAIR ENOUGH. He nodded, walking forward. He got back to the youth who had taken a crouching position, growling at him and making some really wierd noise. "You are quite skillful, aren't you?"Damien let a little chat rolling. "I used to wonder how you could had evaded me severally times in the woods. Turned ou

[Ping! System notification: Attention needed! A subject hanging around somewhere.]"Huh?"Damien called out loudly. "What? What's the matter?"He had forgotten that he was seated with the girls around the bonfire. It was night. "No -- nothing, go for it. Let's hear you sing."He quickly fixed the odds. The girls nodded, looking away from him back to the the popstar twin, Mira and Laurette. He'd really love to hear them sing if this system hadn't suddenly intruded. Plus he was lucky that he was the only one who could see the window pop-up. If the system hadn't been exclusive --- let's not talk about it. He looked around the girls again, picking each of them in his gaze. Monalisa was seated with them, urging Mira and Laurette to sing. But Claire wasn't in sight. She couldn't possibly had gone only herself into the woods, plus he remembered Allison telling him that Claire chose to be left alone in her room in the castle. OH THE SYSTEM. He recalled what the system said few seconds

"With your words Lugal, we shall begin."The Cannibal who seemed like the head Cannibal bowed before Damien. Damien scanned the place for the last time. He was seated on a throne. A throne he never knew existed! A throne built out of red gold! Truth be told, throughout this occasion, he would be thinking about how to steal the throne and hide it away in the system store. He only hoped that the system store wouldn't reject the size. His queens were seated to his left on benches. Their faces were painted by the Cannibals, and crowns of flowers were on their heads. Damien sniffled a laugh forming in his throat. The recent memory of how the girls ran into the village like mad dogs was so exhilarating. He only hoped that they'd learnt their lessons. The Cannibals on the other hand were seated on raffia mats spread out before Damien, their king. They had their faces painted too, and strange roots of plants on their heads. "Begin!!"Damien called on top of his voice and the Cannibals ma

"What the fuck, bruh!""How's that even possible?""Mira who's the meekest of us all.""Are you really serious right now?"Damien felt like casting a spell on the girls so they could just keep the fuck shut and let him think. Truth be told, he wasn't sure whether or not he had made sense. It was a risk he took. Given by the information he had, that was the only thing he could do. Plus, he had a timespan. Three fucking system gems?!!! Nah, he wouldn't toy with those. He'd rather apologize later if he was wrong, than regret not taking the risk. "Why did you kill him?"He asked instead of satisfying the worries of the girls. He wouldn't back down until he was sure that the time was right. "Why are you accusing her? How could say such?"That was Laurette, fighting for her sister. That's what all twins would do right?"Apologize to her right now!!!"Laurette yelled. Damien didn't feel any need to. Not yet. He walked to the corpse and dragged him to where the girls could see. "Look at

The crescent moon had a silhouette of clouds stalking it, but the gentle flames of the bonfire tossed around by the idle winds gave enough light to the ten youth seated around the fire. They could had been called eleven, but the white wolf hiding in the gloom behind the castle had other ideas. Though she was seated with her head between her legs, her face thrusted in their direction, yet her attention wavered. Drake dropped the wooden plate and bark of coconut fruit which he had just drank from. The girls were having a gist. He knew he was about to ruin that. His eyes strayed to Ayisha. She neither smiled nor frowned. She kept a neutral expression. It was very hard to push away the fresh memories of her on him. The passion and the desire. Thinking too much about it would give him a boner. He felt light and his mood pure. His eyes were sharper and his vision clearer. He looked up at the sky and traced the lines of thin clouds racing in the gloomy sky. He looked towards the castle.