In another side of the town, Devon was being tugged around by Arwen who got curious with everything she saw. It was not hard for them to quickly become the center of attention of the local residents.“Stop it, Arwen! Remember our objective!” reminded Devon who tried to resist Arwen’s inner urge to explore her so-called infatuation of the first human civilization she laid her eyes upon. “People are looking at us!”Arwen’s eyes gleamed with joy and a hint of pride to hear that remark of Devon.“Is that true? I guess I can’t hide my charm forever, huh?” Arwen had given up ages ago to contain her excitement. “You must be proud to walk side by side with an elf who became the center of the atttention as soon as she walked into the city!”“Uh, I strongly disagree that was the reason behind their penetrating gazes,” worried Devon while staying on his toes and keeping his peripheral awareness alert. “They don’t seem that friendly to me, though. Somehow I could feel their sinister intention, li
lStill in hiding, Devon knew something just didn’t feel right, but he couldn’t grasp what that was. He thought hard, pondering about that, but in the end it was a dead end. Realizing he couldn’t solve this matter alone, he decided to regroup with the other team.“Arwen, let’s go back to the assigned place! Francesca and Roxanne must have been waiting for us,” invited Devon. “There’s something I need to discuss with everybody present, after all.”“But Bro, we haven’t even found an inn yet!” reminded Arwen that their objective was still left unaccomplished.“Relax, if worse comes to worst, we will spend the night in that whorehouse from before. That will please you, right?” offered Devon. “That’s only if that place is safe. I just can’t help but to feel wrong about it.”Arwen nodded obediently this time and followed Devon’s pace back to the place they separated themselves into two groups.“Hmm, now that you mention it, I did feel something too, Bro,” reported Arwen in the end. “You know
The focus shifted back on the the mysterious syndicate that kidnapped Francesca and Roxanne. It would seem they were specialized in human trafficking since they looked so fluent in what they were doing. And judging from their behavior and destination, it surely wasn’t their first time committing this act.“Mama, we’re back,” sighed the sinister gentleman as soon as they entered the back door of a secluded building. “Give me a drink, I’m as dry as a husk on the desert!”A woman in her mid-40s came out to receive their arrival. She couldn’t hide her age behind her thick makeup but still she looked desirable, thick and plump in all the right parts of her smoking hot figure.“Welcome back, Trappie! It’s very rare for you to look this exhausted,” welcomed the sensual madam. “What made you this way? Someone’s pronouncing your name wrong again?”“Mama Mia, you’re the only one I allow to call me that way but don’t push your luck,” said that gentleman while taking off his hat. “And no! It’s no
After delivering Francesca and Roxanne to the containment room, the thugs had a talk amongst themselves, voicing out their frustration after being schooled by Trapattoni.“Screw that Trap! All he did was yap around while leaving all the dirty deeds to us!” cursed one of them as they walked through the corridor.“Yeah, to think that we have someone like him as our boss!” Another one said in agreement.“Sssh, keep your voice down! Things will get ugly again if he hears us!” reminded his friend. “People say he possesses a magical ability. You know the chick in the red cloak? She was supposed to wipe the floor with us with her scary witchcraft, but Boss handled that for us!”“Ugh, why do you always defend that creepy dude? Stop licking his boots!”“Comrades, we’re close to our drinks. That means we’re also closer to Boss! Keep your voice down and behave yourselves!” The fourth thug attempted to diffuse the situation by explaining the condition they were in.But thanks to the silence they
“Not so high and mighty anymore, aren’t we?”Devon smirked to see his stalkers pushed their heads on the ground, their pouches already laid there for Devon to take. Picking up the money, Devon walked towards them with an air of superiority.“Boy, how does it feel? Great, right?” cheered Lucifer joyously. “It brings back memories! Ah, how I love to be worshipped like this again!”“It sure does, Lucy! Now I could see why you demon bastards really like to mess up with humans!” sympathized Devon. “But don’t put me in the same shoes like you wretches! I only feel this way towards them who deserve it!”“Hahaha, don’t be shy, brat! Tell me one thing, who doesn’t deserve it?” challenged Lucy rhetorically. “Mankind deserves to be treated this way, under our feet! Each and every single one of them is cursed by Original Sin!”Devon paused for a while when he heard Lucifer’s argument. One thing in particular, Original Sin, was the one that piqued his interest the most. He would like to peck furth
It turned out that Devon’s hunch struck the mark. They were accompanied back to the place they were in the first place, the noticeable whorehouse with colorful lights all over the place. Devon prayed that his arrival wasn’t too late.“Bro, weren’t we here before?” said Arwen. “What are Sis Fran and Sis Roxy doing here?”“Trust me, you don’t want to know,” answered Devon. In his head, he was concocting a plan to wring out the information within. It’s not confirmed yet that Roxanne and Francesca was being imprisoned there, and he was about to find out. “Alright, hear me out. You lowlives will assist my elf friend here to get in. After that, you’re free to go.”“Arwen, I’m counting on you. Sneak inside and sniff our ladies out,” requested Devon. “I will take this head-on from the front.”Devon still needed to be wary of the thugs that seemed cooperating. They’re criminals, after all.“Remember, scoundrels, no funny business, you hear me? Just showing her the safest way in from the back d
Francesca heard that voice who called out for her. It was Arwen, there was no doubt about it! But what made her worried was the noise that occured afterwards. Judging from what she heard, Arwen wasn’t alone. And one thing for sure, whoever Arwen was with was not an ally.“Arwen, is that you?” shouted Francesca on top of her lungs. “Is Devon with you?”“It’s a-me, Arwen! And as much as I hate to burst your bubble, Bro Devon is not with me at the moment, Sis!” yelled Arwen back while being busy with the guard. “I will be with you as soon as I take care of this orc, Sis Fran, so don’t you worry!”“You insolent rat! Who are you calling an orc? I mean where do you find an orc this handsome?” claimed that guard while taking off his helmet to flaunt his look superiority.“Yuck, worse than I thought,” burped Arwen in disgust. “I beg you to wear it back, please.”Taking that as an offense, the guard was possessed by fury and came charging at the elf. The narrow corridor made it hard to evade,
“Yeah, Sis Roxy! Show him your awesome arcane ability!” cheered Arwen with excitement. It’s comprehensible that the young elf was relieved to find a reinforcement in her mystic companion, because she had been having trouble with the stubborn sentinel, to the point that she barely managed to stand up properly.“Hmph, I don’t need a cheerleader, elf! And stop addressing me so casually like we’re friends!” grumbled Roxanne while focusing her attention to the rhino of a guard.Roxanne would have to execute her preparation fast because the sentry didn’t seem to be running out of vitality yet. He had been charging here and there since the beginning of his clash with Arwen and outperformed her, while still having the energy to chase Roxanne around.“Such a big mouth for a wench! Let’s see how can you handle this without the help of your pointy ears friend!” exclaimed the guard, taking a stance to propel himself towards Roxanne.“I’ll prove it to you and