"Close the door!" Doma exclaimed to the guards when he saw the storm almost hit his ship.
"But, father. Rohan is still outside," A girl's voice made Doma turn around.
"Bilea,"
The girl turned her head when she felt a touch on her shoulder. It was her mother.
"Don't mind that man anymore. He doesn't deserve the first daughter of our clan. He is not a villain. It seems the Egoxar family has raised a hero with a villain shell."
Jenzigh could only clench her fists as she watched the only open door closed while her son was still outside, in the acid storm.
'Why?' Was the first question that came into Jenzigh's mind.
It was her best son. It was the strongest. But the son had been damaged. His mind had been ruined because of her own late father.
That guy; Rohan. He was supposed to be the best villain who ever lived. However, he was saving a worthless witch now. Not only that; but he was also endangering his own life. He did what a villain was forbidden to do: sacrifice.
When you had a favourite toy, you always played with it. It would be your pride that you would always protect and love with all your heart.
But what if one day, the toy broke? No matter how valuable the toy was to you, it would still end up in the dumpster.
A true mother would not see her children as toys, indeed. Yes, Jenzigh didn't. Yet she saw them as tools.
That was the main rule in the Egoxar family. Those that were damaged had to be discarded because there were still hundreds of opportunities to make new ones. It could be worked on.
Jenzigh let her son be abandoned. She did care about her son, but she cared more about her good name and wealth.
When the door closed tightly, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She had closed the door of her heart along with the door of the ship. It was as if she was watching her son's body being cremated. He was no longer alive to her. Her son was dead.
***
The finger moved. An iron coffin came at high speed, and stopped right in front of the face of a purplish-eyed man.
One large chain wrapped around the coffin multiple to three. Rohan clicked his tongue as a dark storm quickly enveloped him and blocked his view.
Quickly, Rohan wrapped himself in a fully-covering iron armour to prevent the acidic air from damaging his protective suit and touching his skin. However, there was no transparent iron so far so Rohan had to rely on the glass visor of his protective suit to see out of the armour he just created.
The wind that carried dust and sand from the ground made his visibility no more than five meters. Even so, the wind of the storm wasn't very strong. That was one of the causes why the storm moved as slow as a snail to the point that made storm detector device failed to detect it.
The flickering lights of the ship quickly disappear from Rohan's sight. He could hear the sound of his own breathing in the roar of the storm. The coffin containing the witch -who he believed was dying- was in his hand.
Now, he had to return to the ship without being able to see where it was. Rohan's brain had to work fast while staying focused on carrying the iron coffin that he put on his flying board.
At least, Rohan had to get out of the storm first. However, when he had flown high enough and far from the starting point of his landing, he found that the movement of the storm had increased fast enough to catch up with the ship which trying to get out of the Ogx's sky.
The wind that started to be stronger made a sway on the flying board that carried Rohan and the iron coffin.
Even so, Rohan kept his balance calmly. With one hand still holding the coffin behind him, he extended his other hand forward and shot an iron stick that accurately latched onto the spaceship that was steadily drifting away.
They were in the middle of a storm now and everything was almost dark. Rohan was no longer able to see and he was chased by time before the air filter in his protective suit could no longer withstand the incoming acid content.
Blue electric light shot from Rohan's fingertip towards the iron stick he had thrown earlier. Once the electricity had been connected to the stick, he sped up to follow the only stretch of light that served as his guide to reach the ship that was leaving him.
Rohan sped away even though he was constantly hit by strong winds. If it weren't for being able to control iron, Rohan would have had a hard time controlling his body wrapped in iron armour which made him look like a factory robot. However, he could move as if the iron suit was made of elastic rubber.
His feet finally landed on the roof of the spaceship while the electric blue light went out as Rohan let it go. He also cancelled his flying board, and its small device was automatically attached to his armour temporarily.
"Well.. I didn't intend to do this at first. But, who told you to leave me, you bastards?" Rohan muttered with a big smile as he put his palms on the roof of the ship.
***
"That kid.. How could he.." Edra muttered with a face that still looked shocked.
Jaster clenched his fists. He didn't like what Rohan had done, indeed, but Rohan honestly was his favourite son, especially since he only had daughters.
It was a shame how Rohan ended up choosing that ridiculous path of life. That man had enormous potential to become the next leader of the Egoxar clan. And Jaster would be one of his confidants in the future because they both have a pretty good relationship if compared to Rohan's relationship with Edra.
A mother abandoning her rebellious son was no surprise to the villains. It was a normal sight as all villain mothers used to throw away their children and leave them to die alone if they looked weak and had the potential to become burdens when they grew up.
Jenzigh stepped past Doma and their eyes met. Doma shook his head slightly with a disbelieving face.
How could a great woman like Jenzigh Egoxar have raised a broken offspring like Rohan?
So it turned out that all this time, they had all been fooled by the Egoxar family. They didn't have the strongest weapon they always mentioned: Rohan. The weapon was in fact only strong by its appearance alone. But it was shamefully frail inside.
Just as everyone in the hall was about to leave their spots, the sound of metal creaking was suddenly heard from above their heads.
The people stopped their steps and stood still with their brows furrowed. When the sound came back louder and louder, they immediately looked up.
Clang! Clang!
Jenzigh's frowned as her eyes remained fixed on the ceiling. The silence in the place made the cracking and creaking of the roof sound deafening.
Then a loud banging sound startled everyone. Some even had a reflex to protect their heads because the sound sounded like something huge was going to fall through the ceiling and crush down whatever was under it.
However, their preconceptions weren't entirely wrong because something or... someone was indeed doing something with the spaceship's roof.
Quickly, Jenzigh and the others realized who it was. They glanced at each other as they prepared themselves for what was coming down. But less than a second from that, the ship's ceiling suddenly ripped off and formed a large hole that made acidic air enter the ship in no time.