Chapter 95: The Calm Before (2/2)
"She was crying for you, you know," I taunted
No reaction
"Oh sure, she stayed strong at first Ither break down," I chuckled
His shoulders twitched a bit
His dragon looked back at htened me before
"You see, I wanted to play with your little elf princess oing to disagree at first but an idea struck me—what better way to break you than have you lay helplessly on the ground as you watch h echoed throughout the academy as everyone else watched, unable to even on let out a grunt and looked like it was about to charge at e as Arthur continued to wordlessly cling onto his little elf lover He still chose to ignore nore me?" I roared "You think you're so o easy on me now! I'll break every bone in your body so you can only cry helplessly as I desecrate Tessia right—"
My words got caught in round abruptly splintered and cru ained my balance and looked back up at Arthur, whose back was still facing round All of a sudden, I was hit with the sarip of a des
As if the wind had been knocked out of asps
Unable to compose myself, I looked down at
I realised it wasn't just my hands but my whole body shuddered uncontrollably fro to e? It should be ier than me, yet as this sense of—
He turned around
I would never have thought that so until his pale blue eyes, sharp as a knife, s was sucked out
And suddenly, I realized what I had been feeling the entire tirasp
No! I refuse to adnored the inaudible screa me to flee, to escape in the opposite direction from him
"Oh, aly, struggling to keep
"Lucas" Arthur was a peasant who had such a banal background that his existence would normally amount to less than a retired mule, while I was born into the Wykes faes this continent had seen Yet his voice rang with such glaring authority that it ht of you as nothing more than a mere wasp I deee to his voice as he once again began walking towards me
"But even the holiest of saints would swat it doithout hesitation, if said wasp sohim" His cold, emotionless eyes, eible bloodlust gripped atYet any words of rebuttal or protest refused to leave my mouth
Why…
It wasn't supposed to be like this My powers should now be greater than his So as this happening? How could a boy a year younger frighten ions of men and beasts did he have to , oppressive killing intent?
Even the very earth seeround sunk doith each step he took
My heart pounded harder and harder against e as if it wanted to break out and escape My vision blurred as cold beads of sweat rolled down froaze away froon had curled up protectively around the elf princess, leavingto make use of her
Silently, as Arthur advanced closer, I saw it In his eyes was a raging tery to create mayhem, just barely contained
But I was Lucas Wykes, second-born of Otis Vayhur Wykes! Elite ht to their knees bybut a lowly peasant—his only luck was being born with a decent talent for ic!
My ht down the burning desire to run Him, scare me? Never I would rather die than plead for my life