It became so intense that the guests who were all a few feet away and more could also see it.“You’re right boss. It is vibrating” the assistant said, surprised.“You think?! What the hell is this?!” The presenter said, panicked.All the guests who also saw the Rubix cube in the presenter’s hand vibrate like crazy started to become curious and concerned.“What’s going on with that thing?”“Why is it shaking so much?”“Isn’t that a normal Rubix cube?”They all asked as they slowly walked closer to get a better view of what was going on.“Oh my gosh!” The presenter exclaimed again.“What, boss?!” Exclaimed the assistant, startled by the presenter’s sudden outburst.“This thing, it’s getting hotter—“ the presenter said, but was cut off.“Throw it away, right now!” Everyone heard and when they looked at the source of the command, they saw that it was Jeremiah.“What?!” The presenter asked loudly. “That cube, throw it away, right now!” Jeremiah yelled, using his body to cover Reginald, wh
“Ahh!” The guests, who managed to escape the building, screamed at the top of their lungs, fear gripping them as they fled. They wouldn’t stop running until they knew for certain that they were far enough from the explosion to be safe, but considering that none of them understood the type of bomb or what the blast radius of the explosion would be, they decided that they were going to play it safe and keep on running until their legs gave out.“What’s going on?” Brenda asked as she saw the guests running and screaming. “Excuse me, what—” she tried to stop a guest rushing past her, but was ignored as if she were invisible.‘What the hell?’ she thought, a look of frustration crossing her face. ‘For everyone to be running like this… something serious must have happened.’Determined to get answers, Brenda blocked the path of another guest and grabbed the person’s shoulders, giving them no choice but to stop and listen to her.“Tell me what’s going on! Why is everyone running—?” Brenda as
A second before the explosion happened, Jeremiah, who didn’t know if he was going to survive or not, did what anyone in his predicament would do and hardened the front part of his body.Doing that felt instinctively right and it didn’t matter that in normal circumstances, nothing— especially that— would save anyone from a direct bomb blast to the body.Fortunately, this wasn’t normal circumstances and he wasn’t just anyone. He was Lord Crimson. In his arsenal was something that could protect him and save his life, so in a desperate effort to increase his chance of survival, Jeremiah tried to use the magic Reginald had told him that he would be able to use after absorbing enough power from the ring.Jeremiah concentrated like his life depended on it, because it did, desperately trying to use the smallest amount of magic he could create to protect himself. Unfortunately, he wasn’t ready yet, and as such no magic was generated.“Fuck-!” Jeremiah exclaimed and then it happened. The big B
“Son!” Reginald said with widened eyes as he rushed over to Jeremiah who was on the bed. “The bomb! The bomb is about to go off!” Jeremiah exclaimed, his mind still trapped in the memory of seconds before the explosion.“It’s fine, son! The bomb has already gone off and you protected everyone!” Reginald said, holding Jeremiah and trying to comfort him so that he could snap out of it.“It has and everyone is okay?" Jeremiah panted."Yes, son! Everyone survived thanks to you" Reginald replied and Jeremiah finally managed to calm down."Good, son. Relax cause you're fine now" "Where am I?” Jeremiah asked, breathing heavily as he looked around. “You’re in my room, son. I brought you here so that you can get treated after surviving such a massive explosion directly to your body” Reginald said.“I survived that? How's that even possible” Jeremiah asked, looking at Reginald with shock in his eyes.That had to be a miracle because who on earth survives a bomb blast to the face? Nobody that
“I’ve come with a report of everything that happened,” Kingston said, and everyone in the room grimaced with serious expressions. “Good. Let’s go to my Study, and you can tell me every single detail,” Reginald said.“Okay, Master” Reginald nodded.Reginald turned to Jeremiah and said “I’ll be right back, My Lord. Kingston and I are just going to step out for a moment to discuss a few things which shouldn’t take too long—““Why are the two of you leaving?” Jeremiah asked, a dissatisfied expression on his face.“As I said, it is to discuss a few things about—“ Reginald replied, but Jeremiah cut him off.“I know you’re leaving because you want to discuss something important, but my question is why can’t you do it here?” Jeremiah asked. Reginald and Kingston looked at each other for a moment, then they looked at Jeremiah, who had a skeptical expression.“Because this is a sensitive matter and I don’t want to stress you with it, especially now that you have just recovered— or more accura
“The eyes of a dragon? What the hell are you talking about?!” Jeremiah asked, facing Obadiah but his eyes drifted to the side, and looked into the mirror in his hand.He couldn’t deny that what the shaman said made a lot of sense.His eyes no longer had any semblance of what a human’s should be.It now had a slightly elongated, almond shape with slightly raised outer corners that gave it an intense and otherworldly look. The sclera was pitch black, the iris a vibrant and unusual golden hue, and a vertical, slit-like pupil that had a reptilian edge to it.His eyes looked like they could pierce through the soul of whoever was being stared at and it sent chills down the spine of the three in the king’s chamber with Jeremiah. “My Lord, remember what I told you a couple of minutes ago about your body becoming different… better… stronger, after surviving the explosion that should have killed you?” Obadiah said, rubbing his neck and soothing the pain of almost being choked to death.“Yes?”
To Jeremiah, the members of Dark Emblem were no longer humans but demons, and he would have no shred of remorse when dealing with them.He just wanted to find them wherever they were and end them right that second. “My Lord, your eyes,” Reginald said, pointing at Jeremiah’s face.“What?” Jeremiah asked.“You’re losing control, again,” Reginald said, staring at Jeremiah, whose eyes were slowly transforming to their dragon form.“Oh, I’m sorry,” Jeremiah said, then took a breath and calmed down, which not only stopped but also reverted the transformation.Jeremiah looked at Obadiah and asked, “So what exactly did the communication you tapped into tell you about their plans?”Obadiah cleared his throat. “Though it was hard to get clear information because I’m not as strong as I once was, and they are actively stopping me from tapping into their channels, I was able to get information that they were going to infiltrate and retrieve two targets from the ceremony,” Obadiah said and everyo
“David has been what?!” Reginald exclaimed. “If the person in question hasn’t been found within the vicinity of the estate by now, then it only means that Dark Emblem has gotten their claws on him,” Obadiah replied, getting rid of all hope that his last statement might have been misunderstood. “Dark Emblem? What’s that—?” Benson mumbled, confused about what was going on but he couldn’t voice them because of where he was and who the people around him were. “Kingston!” Reginald exclaimed, facing the butler. “Yes, master?!” Kingston replied hurriedly. “Every resource and manpower should be put into finding where those Dark Emblem bastards ran off to with David and until we find them, nobody is allowed to travel out of Crimson Fall!” Reginald instructed. “Understood—“ Kingston replied, but was interrupted. “Your Majesty!” Obadiah called, and Reginald turned to him. “I’m sure Dark Emblem has a way of leaving Crimson Fall even if there’s a restriction on all travel routes. I can’t