"What is your shoe size?" Elan asked.
"42, why?"
"We have the same size, here, take my shoes!" He seemed nice; first, he passed his Aligner coat to him and now his shoes. Delun was shaken because of the way he was treating him.
He took the shoes off and handed him. Delun didn't refuse the hand of favor that those days would come to him hard. He put on the shoes and they continued.
The corridor pathway was numb, making the skin itch and stink. There were serval untitled rooms on either side. The court kept the place in its natural form and only lights were allowed to clear the path because fays didn't like the humans' mechanic lifestyle.
They stopped, fronted the third iron door that had gone tarnish.
"Gods bless you, man! Stay safe." Elan stated. It was a shame for an aligner to show fear so they used to hide behind such kind prayers and devour the shiver in their tune.
"I like your short, big bear!" The commander jested, directing to Delun's short! It made them forget what was going on behind that door and smile for a short moment. He was a stiffened man and such sort of pleasures were unexpected from his side.
"I have dozen of it! I can give you one if you really liked it!" He blurted without thinking! Bo nudged him and opened his mouth to say shut….
The door went wide open.
"No one can put Aligners under charge!" Elan murmured and received a furious carrying glare from his commander.
Bo and Delun exchanged a glance and entered the darkroom. They didn't expect that hunters or anyone else in the court praised them for being ruthless.
"Let's do it, pal, they won't deliver us mercy and we don't care!" Delun claimed.
"Yes, we won't let anyone put us in the grave this soon! Not until they walk in our shoes." Bo added.
The boys couldn't anticipate that why the room must be that big and strange! It wasn't like the social police investigation room that was supposed to be all white with only a table and two chairs while the others were watching people behind the dark glasses.
Six sculptures were standing around a round stone table. They were black and for being numb grass grew along with the ground! There was no chair to comfort their throbbing hurt legs; it was screaming that they had to stand on their feet the whole time of being there.
The air was unpleasantly jittery and heavy. The moonlight was leaking inside from a small hole above the large ceiling, sitting on the table that had the Aligners badge on it, a sun with its crescent moon. The place was made thoughtfully to look elegant.
"Where are we, bro? The ceiling reached the roof!" Delun's head was rolled up while his legs were forcing him to step in the middle of the room.
"We are in the center of the Academy and the court! On the zero points." Bo remembered the first day they entered the academy and lost the way. They were dragged to the roof instead of the cosmology lab! There, he noticed a huge glass roof.
"What about the rain?" Where does it go?"
"The window has a glass on it, don't you remember?"
"Oh, gods! I remember nothing; I dislike here and feel like I am in a thumb."
They swallowed the silence and walked to the table, standing there, waiting for the hunters.
"What are these sculptures?" Delun could not understand what those naked people were. Four of them were men and two were women.
"Do you ever take your ass to the shrines?" Bo surprised!
He shook his head! "You know me, of course, Not, should I? I don't believe in them! They left many people to live in chaos without any order!"
Bo sighed, "These are our gods!"
"Wow, so we are the fruits of their nonstop reproducing!"
"Ruthless and brash cranky humans! They are atheists so, why not serving Lashuka?" A thick voice said from behind him, standing beside God Shimote sculpture.
"Why would I serve Lashuka? The one who killed my parents and left my sister and me orphans?"
"So why are you serving him?" The sixth hunter teased.
"I am not serving the son of a rake and a trollop!" Delun insulted, he didn't want to go overage, but they were seeking for it.
"Six! Spare them!" The blind fay said and Bo pouted! It was more in a jostling tune! What made them so arrogant? Was it their position?
"Alright, Four! The field is yours! Show us if it weren't the truth."
They were calling each other with numbers of gods! Therefore, they believed that they were a reflection of either god, their justice hand!
"Why don't you ask your gods to tell the truth? Why would you question us? How can we be sure that you are not the assistants of that fake venomous half-god?" Bo exclaimed to back Delun.
"We will come to you soon! You are the mysterious one here." Four stated, and a tinge of smirk sat on the corner of her lips. She was tall! Her white silk hair laid back behind her, pale and soulless, devoided of any emotions. She reached out her slat finger to Delun's wound marks.
Delun felt a seizing pain was rushing through his veins and aiming to devour the whole place, a dark gap within him was about to explode out and destroy everything, letting the world veil in dark and misery!
"Let him go or I will kill you all!" Bo shouted and stepped forward, she reached out her left hand, and a wave of energy shot out, hitting the air and then the boy.
If they were demanding appropriately, Bo wouldn't interfere but they were causing him harm and sore that was tough to endure as a witness.
For his next attempt, Bo stopped by two other hunters. They let him scream while pinned on the Nonorite god's sculpture.
"The gods that you beg for mercy bedded a loose fay and made that bastard Lashuka, then ignored and sent him to a dark world! He came back for revenge and you deliver us punishment." Bo cried out then received a punch.
"Your tongue might sever your head!" One of the other hunters approached, she had a symbol of Inna on her chest. Her hair as black as coal and wavy. Her twinkling eyes were as blue as stars and her lips as red as blood.
"One, don't treat him…" Two said.
"Hush!" She interrupted him swiftly! Her finger on her nose. She moved her mask up and Bo felt that his heartbeats paced. She was a fay-vampire. The stunning one that ever existed and it could be why the king had chosen her as a symbol of love.