𝕳𝖆𝖙𝖊 ⚜️𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖓'𝖙 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖆 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊

⚜️𝔍𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓

Angrily, Roman lifted his head and sniffed. His mouth slightly opened. The woman from the Royal Guard was motionless on the ground. Wind blew through his short oak wood dark hair. The right side of his skull was short-shaved. In the faint moonlight, his monolith brown eyes appeared to emit light. Hate squatted next to her. A sharp breeze whispered through his short dark hair. His deep eyes were filled with rage. "Come on, Roman! "Your sister needs you," an older guy screamed, tapping Roman on the shoulder. The city is destroyed. The corpses of the city guards turn against us as though possessed by an evil power!" "Run," Roman said, nodding. "I'm right there with your father. I need to find Sofia." "Sofia has already fled the city with Marcus," his father murmured. Roman letted out an inaudible growl between his teeth. Marcus... he got what he wanted over and over. He got what Roman wanted, to put it another way. Money, a large mansion, an honorable title, and now... his girl as well! "We'll show what this good-for-nothing can do," Roman said, gripping his sword tighter. "I will be right behind you, father, run," said the young man. His father hesitated before following Roman, his younger sibling. His deep coconut-brown eyes were filled with jealousy as he bit his slim lip. Hate steadily got up. He noticed Roman approaching him out of the corner of his eye. Roman attacked him with an uppercut, which Hate easily blocked. Hate laughed and slapped him across the midriff. As Roman tried to disarm Hate, the two engaged in a furious fistfight. He successfully pushed Hate on his back. He lifted his sword swiftly, but Hate was faster. He trusted his knife into Roman's upper shoulder. The knight fell near Roman after Roman kicked him between his legs. Hate rolled away, kicking Roman repeatedly against his nasal bone. He stepped back and picked Roman up. He made him drink his blood, much like Alvaradis, and then swallowed his victim's priceless blood. He patted the boy his shoulder gently. "See you soon... Jealousy."