And then the world goes dark.
Ziros
It’s been hours, and she still hasn’t woken up.
Damn these bastards for kidnapping her.
It’s all their damn fault.
It was easy enough to get rid of the skaddler—and then the several others that took its place—not that the monsters won’t be back.
Just like they are with my human’s magic, they’re attracted to the energy of this place. That old sorceress, Elena, she’s too weak to be much use, and her grandson has enough energy surrounding him to attract demons for miles.
Not that he’s figured out how to access it.
If that kid ever unlocks his power, they’ll be fine. But until then, they need a guardian. Someone like my human. Or me.
But that’s not my problem.
Just as soon as my human wakes up, I’m getting her out of here.
And she’dbetterwake up.
Otherwise these damn kidnappers will have hell to pay.
“You should really eat something,” says the wizened old woman where she stands in the doorway, holding a bowl of soup.
I grunt in response, turning away.
I’m not interested in food from the person who kidnapped my human.
“You know, old lady, if she died before I got here, it would have been your fault.”
The old woman sighs, and I almost feel bad for her.Almost.
She sounds so damn tired.
“Please forgive me,” she says, and the soup tray clinks as she sets it down on a table at the side of the room. I’m waiting for her to leave, but much to my annoyance, she sits down in arickety old wooden chair beside my human’s bed. “It seems my clairvoyance is not as adept as it once was. I am fading, oh great demigod. Please forgive me for my transgressions. I would never have brought her here if—”
“Kidnappedher,” I correct. “Notbrought.”
She sighs, shaking her wizened, gray-haired head.
“I would never have allowed the Chosen One to be taken in such an abrupt manner if I had realized her life were tied to that of a demigod.”
“Tch,” I mutter. “Well, you almost killed her, old woman.”
“And for that, I am deeply sorry.”
I shake my head. Still avoiding the old lady’s gaze.
I just want her to leave me alone already.
Finally, I hear the floorboards creak as she walks slowly back out, shutting the door behind her.
Good riddance.
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