"Leticia??" The one who seems to be the leader spoke in amusement. He walked around me slowly, and giggled. This man irks evil. I really hope he wouldn't kill Devan. Or worse, me. "Nice name, aye?" He laughed.
"Let her go Mensamor."
"And why should I?" He abruptly turned to look at Devan.
He smiled. "Don't be mistaken Devan Ciel, i want her the same way your brother wants her. Maybe I might change for the better if I use her pure blood."
"You won't be able to use your hand if you dare touch just the hem of her clothes." Devan threatened.
"Clothes?" He took a look at me, then back at Devan like he was saying something ridiculous. Was it my clothes? "She is naked. So I will just choose to take off the boundaries," he grinned.
"No! Don't touch me!" I yelled at him, wrapping my arms around my body protectively. The tattooed man bent to touch me again, and I screamed.
He was suddenly backed away by a clash of a sword.
*
Devan was being pushed off by another a black soldier. The leader stood still with a grin on his face. He was obviously enjoying all what was unfolding in front of him. Devan pushed the soldier off with his feet, and like a flash, another soldier charged against him with his sword. They were two now, and very swiftly Devan was getting rid of them.
The black leader turned his head to look at Leticia who was already crawling away. His grin turned wilder, as he took a move, and walked slowly towards her.
Leticia turned her head in shock, as she crawled faster.
"No, don't come close to me!" She screamed.
Devan was charged with so many soldiers around him. As he was busy taking down a group of them, another would fight with him again. They were exactly what he had imagined. They were exactly like bedbugs. So annoying.
The leader went after Leticia who quickly hid behind the table.
"Come out now beautiful girl. I don't like playing hide and seek."
Leticia looked around for something, to fight him off. And fortunately, she saw a small knife under the table. She swiftly picked it up, hold onto it tightly Incase he might hurt her.
He suddenly showed his head under the table. "I see you, little girl."
Leticia screamed and immediately crawled out of the table.
He grabbed her hand which stopped her from moving.
"Please let go go!" Devan!" She called his name, but Devan was busy fighting off the dozens of black Mensamor who stood around him.
"Slash!!"
The leader hand was being cut off Leticia's hand. He scurried off in pain.
"And you finally came."
"So you are the so called leader of the black Mensamor."
That voice. Leticia lifts up her head to see Devon. He was clothed in black and he was holding a sword which drips black blood.
She gasped, as she stared at the leader's hand. The hand grew back like a tree. It was magnificent.
'This people must be magicians' it dawned on her.
"Devon. I have always wanted to meet the great dragon." He grinned.
"Um," he turned his head to look at me. Aren't I glad to see him? He will save me right? I looked at the two as they both exchanged words.
"I heard the Mensamor loves picking on things that does not concerns them, and I guess the people had been right all along. You dared take someone that you know belongs to me."
Wait, I belong to him? We both never agreed to that.
"And that's the real reason I had to take her. Just like I had wanted, you came here yourself, to die."
"Do you have to kill everybody, ugly asshole!" I already said that before I realize what I just said. Oh, I hate myself. Why does vulgar words release from my mouth whenever I don't want it to?
"Oh, your fiancee is loose. I like her ever since she had been brought in here. She had been such a good ritual."
"Um."
He muttered annoyingly again. I really hate the way he kept umming. Wouldn't he say something meaningful than um? "Now, should I advice you or not Mensamor?" He said bluntly.
He looked towards Devan's side. The soldiers around him were already in decrease.
He looked back at him with that unreadable expression. "Or not." He sighed, walked towards me, took a hold of my hand and pulled me up. "I don't wish to advise you at all. You have killed so many people and done so many bad things for money and power. And now, it's time to leave and never appear to this world again."
"I should be the one to tell you that General Devon. Hops seto migardo" he said a strange language and with the way Devon looked at him shows that he understands the language well.
"Let me do this brother." I heard Devan's voice. I turned around and a gasp released from my lips. His whole face stained with black blood. And his sword was stained in black. I really wonder what type of species these people are.
"No, I will do it myself."
The leader grinned at me, then back at Devon.
"Can you?"
A black dagger appeared in both of his hands.
"The eyes are your death. It would not be too good if I kill your eyes."
Devon said and immediately unsheathe his sword. He then threw it towards the leader. Just like am expert he dodged it swiftly.
And turning around, it was like the sword knew where it was aiming at. It pursued the black leader and just where it was sent to go, it went through his right eye.
"Argh!!" I quivered in fear.
**
The leader screeches as the sword turned, and pulls out of his right eye. Devan and his brother stood there unaffected with what was happening. But Leticia was affected. She cowered in fear, as the horrific things took place.
Devon looked at Devan and ordered.
"Do what is needed to be done Devan."
He had never expected Leticia to be affected with what just happened. She looked scared and that brought out an expression off his face. He was sad.
"Little girl, let's go."
Devan already walked away to do what Ihe was asked to do. They didn't know when the black leader stood up on his feet. The held tightly to the dagger with him. He gritted his already decaying teeth, and immediately charged against Leticia.
"Argghh!" He stabbed her with the dagger. Devon widened his eyes in shock. He immediately grabbed his sword, and cut the black Mensamor in half.
"Leticia."