Sebastiene and Haktor continued counting loudly with the lead changing from time to time. They looked like they were enjoying themselves. They even ignored the two on the corner of the room, doing immoral things.
The enemy quickly lost their advantage in numbers. The number of bodies lying on the floor bleed black and a nauseating smell permeated the air. The knights tried their hardest to ignore the smell and focus on the fight.
An enemy, seeing that they were being defeated by the two counting pair, angrily roared. He turned around and looked at his master who was ignoring his henchmen dying right in front of him. He shut his eyes and reminded himself that this was the man who was paying them and even gave them strength enhancing pills to help them grow stronger.
"Aren't you hurt that your master is ignoring you?" Sebastiene asked, his tone was mocking the man in front of him.
The man narrowed his eyes at Sebastiene.
"We are soldier. We are only trained to follow our master's commands." The man replied.
"Soldiers?" Sebastiene asked sarcastically and chuckled. "You are merely experimental rats. Don't delude yourself."
The man was angered to the point that we was breathing heavily and a trace of viciousness flashed on his face.
"Rats?" He bellowed. "You are rats! Your masters are rats!"
"If our masters are rats, then wouldn't it be our side on the losing end right now?" Sebastiene m "It should have been our knight's bodies sprawled on the floor. But is isn't, is it?"
"You are spouting nonsense!"
The man roared furiously at Sebastiene who just smirked and continued taunting him.
"Our masters won't be vicious enough to feed us incomplete strengthening pills which would turn us into an uncontrollable killing machine with no self-awareness."
The man threw a huge electric ball towards Sebastiene who easily dodged it. The electric ball hit another guard and immediately burned him to the bones.
"Oh! What a scary ball." Sebastiene commented sarcastically as he saw the result of being hit by the electric ball.
The man continued to attack Sebastiene with electric balls while he ran and jumped around dodging them.
"You stupid monkey!" the man bellowed angrily. "Stop jumping around!"
Sebastiene just kept on moving around the man, faster and faster while the man tried to keep up with him. The man kept on throwing the ball of electricity towards Sebastiene with an increasing speed too.
After a few minutes of their chase, the man's physical form started to show ageing. Every minute that passed by was like years have passed by for the man. Sebastiene narrowed his eyes at the sight and ultimately stopped moving. The enemy saw that Sebastiene stopped moving and immediately dashed in for the kill.
"What?!" The man was stunned when Sebastiene blocked his attack with only his bare hands.
"I guess the effects of the pills you have consumed has worn off." Sebastiene said thoughtfully.
"Huh?" The man tried to pull his hand away from Sebastiene's hold but was unable to.
"Ahhhh!" Someone screamed from behind him, making him look toward it.
There, he saw his comrades turned to old men right before his eyes. He was stunned at what he was seeing and his brain was too slow to interpret what was happening.
He looked back at Sebastiene who looked at him with pity. His eyes trailed down to see the hand that Sebastiene was holding.
Old! The hand he was seeing belonged to an old man and not the strong, muscled arm he owned.
Sebastien opened his hand that was holding the old man's arm and it swung on his side. The man raised it up and stared at it closely. He tried to move his fingers, closed and opened his hand, but the old twiggy arm followed.
He touched his face and felt that it was soft and filled with wrinkles. He took a knife from his waist and raised it to his face.
The reflection showed a weary old man looking back at him.
"What?" He whispered, disbelief in his voice. His eyes were shaking and his entire body trembled. "What is happening?
Sebastiene stared at the man in front of him, who fell down clutching his head, with pity.
"That is the side effects of the pill you took." Sebastiene spoke solemnly. It gives you power but at the price of the years you have left."
"No, no, no, noooo!" The man screamed.
The man turned to look at his unbothered master who was still enjoying himself with the woman.
He stood up shakily and started to approach them.
"You." He pointed at Karciel. "It was you who gave it to us!"
The other men, Karciel's guards, also approached him with pitiful forms, questioning Karciel.
Karciel paused kissing the woman on his lap but did not stop massaging her inner thighs.
"You did do it willingly." He replied mockingly. "It's not like I forced you to drink it?"
The men looked at him in dismay. He was not even pitying them!
"If we knew we would end up like this, we wouldn't have consumed it in the first place!" An angry old voice shouted. "You tricked us!"
"Yeah!" Another agreed and the others also followed.
"If it was not for you, this would not have happened." The man Sebastiene was fighting with suddenly picked up and sword and attacked Karciel.
"Useless." Karciel murmured under his breath and raised his hand. "Be gone!"
Black flames suddenly engulfed the old men until nothing remained of them. Karciel just glanced at the place his subordinates were and rolled his eyes.
This sight made Sebastiene and Haktor narrowed their eyes at him.
Such viciousness!