The two soldiers retreat to the Kings castle. The all powerful King Valikin sits in his golden throne. The gloomy castle looked down upon the rest of the kingdom. The tall stretched out brick walls covered with an ominous aura that felt otherworldly. The light from the torch at the sides swayed from one way to the other, as if dancing to a wild tune. The tiles on the floor bear resemblance to a dormant dragon, with rough scales of rocks, polished by the hands of an ancient craftsman of great skills, lie in their most ruined form.
The King is half hidden within the darkness. The dim light of the torch falls near the hand of Valikin. For a moment it appeared as if the massive hand was filled with thick hair. As if it was not a human hand anymore, something more sinister. As if the nails has gone out more than natural, arching out menacingly. And the next moment there was none, as if it was a dream, as if the unnatural arm was a mere illusion. But what was more visible than the rest of the rugged state of the castle, was the blue pendant on the chest of the king. It was beautiful, something that wasn't supposed to belong to such a place.
Marcus tried to speak but the fear in King's presence sealed his mouth. He searched for words but he couldn't find any. His vision was blurry and bloody because of the arrow from Vindictus and now his heart was palpitating. King Valikin bends forward just as slightly towards the light to reveal his sinister smile. A smile devoid of any humanity, something that was oblivious to kindness or love, it was a smile of the devil incarnate. Marcus couldn't feel his feet, his whole body was shivering in fear. He fell to the ground in tremor.
"Lo..Lord... Ple...Please...I...It was that monster's fault, that...that Karl Vindictus... He.. he" , he whimpered like a dog in front of his master. Then came the words of the King of Desmiri, the emperor of the third largest Kingdom of the continent, the cruel and heartless demon.
"Don't be afraid,soldier. I am the First and the Last. I am the Alpha and the Omega, who is and who was, and to come, the Almighty. I will relieve you of your pain."
The lights turned off and the loud scream of the soldier Marcus echoed throughout the castle. The General, who did the deed, came out of the shadows and knelt in front of his majesty. His face filled with the blood of his own men. "Find this little pest", orderd the Demonic King, "and reward him salvation."
"Yes your majesty", replied the General.