The dark Elves launched toward me with killing intents. They were eleven in total, there were six male and five female. They had different body frames but all were lean and tall, not as tall as me but still tall compared to normal humans.
I tried to dodge all the attacks but I crashed in the narrow wall, then all their attacks connected and I was sent lunching backward. I regained my balance but they were already on me again, even in this narrow place they coordinate well and every blow is directed to my vitals, but unfortunately I have characteristics of dragons and we all know dragons with their strong scales and defence.
I wasn't really hurt, I saw their info and all of them were peak mid mortals. I was a little taken aback, how could peak mid mortals be captured by this shity baron. Something was not right.
Then I decided to end this farce and I amplified my presence then blocked the punch of the strongest one of them, then I used intimidation in my words.
" Last chance." " KNEEL"
They all dropped one after another. They were scared put of their wits. But one of them didn't yeld he stayed up and looked indomitable, but I could see nervousness in his eyes, when his moved away from me, I burst out with strength and grabbed his head and slammed him into the ground. I lifted my hand and prepared to kill him when a girl put herself between me and the dark elve guy, I looked at her in surprise.
" Mercy my lord, please have mercy."
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My name is Lelenia Tarsis, of the Tarsis clan. In my clan we all are warriors who specializes in assassination, we where prosper, strong and needed no backup faction.
But the different forces in the continent began to eye the potential of our clan, at first they only hired our services (assassination) but our greed chief decided to work for who ever payed the most. That's when things went south. They decided to let us join an organisation at least then they will know our standing. then a battle to win over our favors began, the chief promised many organisation at the same time and when came the day to chose we had to many enemies and our clan was destroyed, they didn't kill us because we were good and qualified warriors, they shared like some cake and me and brothers and sisters are in this situation. We have slaver marks on us, so we can't run nor rebel.
we were sent to this place, I presume we will have to kill again. When I was sitting calmly in my sell, the door opened, I thought it was time for us to work, the man who opened the door had a black skin, it was a little brown, his eyes were silver and he was tall, very tall. He was like a mountain, we all were surprised.
But he didn't have the authority of the slaver mark and he permitted him self to tell us to kneel. My brothers and sisters couldn't tolerate it, we looked at each other, we were fixed. We will kill him, that's all, to vent our frustration.
We attacked him, he reacted but he slammed into the wall, we thought this is our chance, it seems like he is not used to fight in narrow places. But we had a training in many environment, so fighting in this place is like a walk in the park.
But every time we got him, he won't flinch at all, he abandoned defence and only looked at us with is silver eyes. Normally silver is near white so some one with silver eyes often looks like a blind person but him you could see distinctly his eyes and know that they look you and through you.
Then I felt a chill run down my spine, I looked at Taulred who was the one with the strongest physical strength among us punch at the man, but the man stoped it easily. It was then that I understood he don't the authority of the slaver mark to control us, he came here to subdue us with shear strength.
His mouth and looked at us coldly, his presence kept increasing. All of us knew what it take to contrôle your presence to this point. It only meant that this man was a expert assassin and we were no match for him.
Then his last words were filled with so much authority and intimidation that we all fell on our knees.
We were all stunned and horrified, an expert assassin was someone who was at the pinacle of assassination arts, he could kill someone with one glance. Even in our clan there was no person who had reached that height.
We were horrified because we offended such a man, that means that we will die for sure, be it now or when we are not useful, Expert assassins will kill someone in a horrifying way. Everyone killed by them had helplessness, and despair on their faces. We can't imagine how much trauma it take to let an emotion on a dead face.
I was lost in my thoughts when I saw kyrian still standing. I was surprised but then in a blur, the man slammed kyrian in the ground. The cave trembled.
The man was preparing to kill kyrian when I moved and cried. I couldn't let kyrian die, he was the youngest of us, everyone here is at least a hundred years, but kyrian was only a few decades.
" Mercy my lord, please have mercy." fortunately I arrived in time and he seemed to want to listen to me.
" Oh an elder, tell me why should I let him go, he defied my authority. The man said with an amused face but his eyes were still very cold.
I flinched, apart my clans men about me being an elder, but he knew. How? I couldn't find but that was not important.
" my lord he is still young, and reckless. we all know youth, please great lord have mercy." I tried to think but under this pressure I can't think well." You waste my time..." his response shocked me, I saw him lifting his hand. I panicked. " please sir don't i... I am..." I couldn't say it, it was the most precious thing I had. " I am growing impatient woman." his voice made me say it in a hurry." sir I can give you my soul and body for his life." I knew what my brothers and sisters were thinking, in our dark Elves clan we only our soul and body to the clan, saying this to someone else was a taboo and treason.
The man looked at me for a while before he nodded and standed straight. " Hmm go ahead and vow." Now my plan backfired, my greatest fear realised it self. I was an idiot, this man knew that I was an elder at first glance, how couldn't he know about vows.
I truly was an idiot, if I didn't vow he would kill kyrian and torture me for not taking my word, If an expert assassin decided to torture me... I can't even imagine. I could only vow and give him my life.
" I Lelenia Tarsis, before the great of all plaines decided to give my crux to you and accept you as my lord and master, starting today, till the day of my last breath." I kneeled of the ground while saying those words that are dealing my life. I hate this man to the core, but I can't do anything.