Gregg took a moment to think. "We need to find a place to hide and wait until we can figure out what to do next."They drove around the city, looking for a suitable hiding spot. But as they turned a corner, they were suddenly confronted by a group of monsters, blocking their path.Gregg slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a screeching halt. The monsters roared in anger and started chasing after the vehicle in an attempt to get at its passengers inside. They could hear several loud thuds from outside as one after another monster ran into the side of the car. This caused Gregg's heart rate to increase drastically and made his palms sweaty. It seemed that these creatures wanted nothing more than blood; unfortunately for them, there was no way Gregg would give them any satisfaction.He stepped out of the car and grabbed his knives while glancing back at Risa and Aiden who was standing behind him, ready for a fight."We need to fight," he said, looking at Risa and Aiden. "I can't le
Aiden ran toward Risa and grabbed her hand. Then they both took off running with Gregg behind them. Their speed increased, and they didn't even have to take any side roads or paths since they were able to run straight through buildings.They continued to run until they finally reached a favorable destination—the top floor of an apartment building. They then jumped out onto a window ledge, climbing down the wall before jumping to a nearby roof where Gregg used the speed of his hands spinning in circles to send a gust of wind blowing, knocking over some garbage cans and scattering the contents across the street below. After that, Gregg sent another burst of air rushing toward the ground causing debris to fly around everywhere. This made it difficult for anyone chasing them to see what direction they had taken.A monster dropped dead on impact as the blade came crashing down upon him; blood spurted out from its neck as Aiden swung the ax over his head again, slamming it into the next cre
Gregg switched his gaze from Risa then to Draed, a cold sweat running down his forehead. He didn't know what to make of this sudden turn of events; he could only guess that Aiden must be referring to his family ties to the organization. Gregg knew that Aiden was aware of this fact."Yes, my father has been working as an adviser to the council. So he is familiar with their members, and they are acquainted with him as well. But it's been such a long time since we broke ties with them, so we don't keep a close relationship with the Unseen Assembly, though."Aiden nodded and let out a sigh of relief before putting his ax away. "That's a good thing. You see, the reason why I'm asking is because of the recent attacks by the rogue dragon known as Black Scales. Mr. Smith sent me here on his orders to investigate whether or not the attacks were related to the Council of Six that make up the Unseen Assembly." Gregg shrugged in confusion as to why Aiden would need to speak about all this to him
The Unseen Assembly was shrouded in mystery and darkness, a place where evil lurks in every corner. The interior of the building was grand and majestic, with black marble floors, tall pillars, and intricate designs etched into the walls. The air was heavy with the smell of incense, giving the impression of an otherworldly place, a domain of darkness and shadows.At the center of the room stood a throne, made of blackened steel and adorned with precious jewels. A man sat upon the throne, his features obscured by the shadows. The only thing visible was his piercing orange eyes, which seemed to glow with sinister intensity.He was the leader of the Unseen Assembly, a man who had hidden his identity for centuries, using the shadows to his advantage. He was known only as The Shadow King, a name whispered in fear by those who knew of him.The Shadow King was a tall, imposing figure, with a muscular build and a commanding presence. His voice was deep and resonant, with a hint of malice that
Davis nodded again, his heart pounding in his chest. He had no choice but to accept whatever task the leader had in store for him. It was either that or suffering the consequences.The Shadow King leaned back on his throne, his eyes flickering with a strange, hypnotic light. "You know about Brad, don't you?" he said, his voice low and domineering.Davis nodded once more. Brad was their mole in the guild of an opposing organization—Lyridian Resistance Force, a man who had been working for the Unseen Assembly for a couple of months now. His job was simple: gather information on LRF members' locations and activities."Good," The Shadow King continued. "Then you also know why we sent him there...but things didn't go according to plan."Davis swallowed hard as the Shadow King gave him a knowing look. "I'm sorry..." he whispered.The Shadow King sighed heavily before continuing. "I've already given orders to deal with this situation." There was a long pause as he stared coldly at Davis. The
Aiden noticed that almost every table was full, except for two that appeared to be empty at the far side of the room near the bar. Aiden walked over towards those seats when he heard a voice call out behind him: "Hey! You can't sit down yet!"Aiden turned around, his hand instinctively reaching for his dagger, only to find himself face to face with a burly man with a thick beard and a face like a bull. The man was standing with his arms crossed, blocking Aiden's way."I'm sorry?" Aiden said, his voice calm and level despite the adrenaline coursing through his veins."That table's taken," the man said gruffly. "You can't sit there." He gestured with his thumb in the direction of the other two empty tables.Aiden took another look around the room before sighing. He couldn't see anyone else sitting in either of those two spots that would fit their description of a potential threat. But he had seen the burly man grab a chair from one of them just a moment ago...he had definitely been lyin
Risa looked at Aiden, her eyes filled with concern. "Are you okay?" she asked, stepping towards him.He looked up at her, his eyes softening slightly. "I'm fine," he said quietly. "Just tired is all." Gregg switched glances from Risa and Aiden before speaking, "sooo... are we not going to talk about how we would sort out our sleeping arrangements tonight? Or do we wait until tomorrow morning when we get back home?" he asked sarcastically.Aiden's expression darkened as he spoke, causing Gregg to smile to himself."What did I say now?" Gregg asked innocently as he picked up a small pillow and threw it at Aiden, who quickly grabbed it out of the air and tossed it back at Gregg. The two boys then turned toward each other and started wrestling for the pillow again."You know that if this keeps up you're going to be stuck like that forever," Risa said, shaking her head as she watched them. "We should probably go to bed."Aiden nodded, letting out a sigh as they both set aside their pillow
Boom!Gregg Is sent flying across the sparring room landing hard against the wall. His head spun around as he tried to figure out what had just happened. Then he realized that he had just been hit by a powerful punch thrown by Aiden.Aiden ran over to him and helped him up off the floor before looking at him with concern written all over his face, "are you alright? You didn't look like you were ready for it.""Yeah," Gregg said while rubbing his shoulder, "I guess I wasn't." He looked at his arm and found there was no fracture, "where did you learn how to throw a punch like that though?""My father taught me when I was younger," Aiden replied, picking up another training weapon from a rack nearby. "He told me a story once of an ancient warrior who fought many times in a battle. One day after fighting in a large war, he went home only to realize he'd lost everything; including his wife. To escape her tears he decided to go fight in one last great battle...""So he trained himself so he