"Ahh! Be careful, you insensitive lad!" Aella hissed as Bane tried to peel off the leather of her footwear that was soaked with her blood.
Bane glared up at her which made her smile sheepishly.
"I mean demon…" she trailed off.
He had brought her to the room after her attempt to escape from the domineering Castle for the third time in a row had failed woefully.
It was the worst of the worst failures she ever had so far. Not only did she get injured badly but her head was also filled with images of Bane as a dark demon.
The large black wings with which he had used to fly down to her made her nervous that they might pop out anytime from now.
A part of her still couldn't believe that he was the rumoured creature of Cassa Dron but another part could finally understand.
Ever since she met him in this very room, he had been peculiar. Different, blunt and emotionless.
