Aven although dejected by the fact that he didn't seem to be a match for the stupid creatures, but at least he knew that they could smile and laugh and their laughters aren't those evil laughter's that would send the hell of a chills running down one's spine.
Sigh!
Wonder who the hell are this creatures.
Aven murmured, as he was suddenly thrown to the last one at the left hand side.
Who caught him easily as though he were some baby of sort.
Making him feel depressed, when had he ever suffered such loss.
He had this devilish impulse to just fight with everything he had got, fight with his life on the line, and throw everything into it.
Then he might emerge victorious and even if he didn't emerge victorious he might be able to kill at least one of them.
But the friendly nature of the 3 creatures made him to dispose such thoughts, as he understood that they might not have any evil thoughts, at least for now.
