Chapter 27: Who's that!?
In the quiet night of Long-Fall Pass. In the eastern part of the city, a small average looking house was built near a dilapidated building. A yellow illumination came from one of the windows. Inside the room, a middle grey-haired man looked sternly at the person in front of him.
"Your arrogance and stupidity led us to the current predicament we find ourselves. I thought you have learned your lesson from the problems and attack from our enemy. But you seemed to continue on the path of destruction…" The middle-aged man shouted, jabbing his finger at the young man's face.
"Uncle, what did I do? I offended no one. " The young man asked with wide eyes. He didn't remember offending anyone.
"Why would master give birth to such a naughty and troublesome son?" His voice trembled, his face ashen and the wrinkle on his face seems to multiply.
A light wooden creak echoed throughout the small building. A sudden gush of wind blew out the calm atmosphere of the air. The temperature dropped. The green curtain on the window blew while the closed window opened abruptly, making cold air rush into the room.
Another creak came from the house, this time around it was closer to the room where the two people were. The light creak echoed in their heart. Their heart missed a beat, they rolled their head and looked at each other and the entrance of the room.
Crash!
A teacup fell from the small table at the center of the room. Gasp! The two people in the room jumped backward. They looked at the shattered cup and their heart raced. Whoosh! Suddenly, their eyes caught a shadow appearing through the window. They held their breath and blood runs cold. Their spine was drenched in cold sweats.
"This is how you led us to our doom." The middle-aged man whispered dejectedly. He looked at the young man in front with red eyes.
Creak!
The sound was closer to their ear. Their hair stood straight. They turned and looked at the door. While the middle-aged man took a battle stance. The wooden door opened slowly, and a person dressed in black entered the room. Subsequently, another person entered the room. After a couple of minutes, five more people entered the room.
Whoosh!
A red flame appeared in the palm of the two people inside the room. They took a couple of steps backward, staring at the people in black with apprehension. The men in black didn't utter a word. They kept on staring at one person. The young man.
"W-Who are you?" The middle-aged man asked with a trembling voice.
For a couple of seconds, the intruders didn't respond to the question. "You don't need to know who we are." The voice paused. Then he continued. "You two are new in Long-Fall Pass. But what gives you the audacity to behave and talk anyhow you like."
The cold chilling voice sipped into the bones of the two people. Their leg turned to jelly. The middle-aged man opened his mouth but the word stuck to his throat whilst looking at the faces of the men in black. 'I'd better keep quiet.'
"Long-Fall Pass is holy ground. No one dares to soil it." The voice raised an octave. "And you?" He pointed at the shivering young man. "You dare to sully the holy name. What gave you the audacity?" the voice boomed, and a powerful force pushed the two men backward.
They stumbled and crashed into the wall. The two people widened their eyes. Their chests heaving up and down. The middle-aged stared at the window, but his eyes caught a flicker of shadow in the distance. He gnashed his teeth. 'Fuck! I guess this is where it ends.'
Whoosh!
The middle-aged man attacked with tyrannical flames. The temperature in the room rose and the fire shoot toward the men in the black. Suddenly, a gush of water flew out from one of the men in black.
Bang!
The attack collided, sending powerful shock waves, destroying everything in the room. The men in black didn't take a step backward. However, they move forward. Suddenly, a shot of ice attack came from one man. The attack was powerful, freezing everything in its path.
'What!' The middle-aged rolled his eyes. Quickly, he gathers the manna in his body and a thick fireball dances in his palm. The young man behind also ignites a fireball in his palm. However, the power and size of the fireball were smaller than the middle-aged man.
"Attack!" The middle-aged man shouted.
However, before they could attack. Their body got heavier, they found it difficult to breathe. It was like a mountain was resting on their shoulder.
Veins protruded from their forehead and their breathing became erratic. The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and looked at the men in black reluctantly as the ice attack hit them.
Ah!
They cried in pain falling to the ground, puking out a lot of blood. However, the ice couldn't freeze them. One of the men in black step out of the group and approach the two men.
"Old man. We've nothing against you." The black man said. He reached out and picked the frightened young man with his collar. He dragged the young man out of the room.
Immediately, the other black men step out of the room one after the other. The middle-aged man took a deep breath, preparing to go after the men in black when he heard a voice. "Don't follow us? Besides, we won't kill him. But set him as an example for others to come."
Early the next morning, a group of people gather on the training field without uttering a word. The morning breeze blew in the quiet field, butterflies dancing happily on the beautiful flower at the entrance.
They rolled their eyes and communicate with their eyes. No one knew what kind of training they would undergo today.
Suddenly, a slight groan came from the entrance. All eyes turned to the entrance, and a young man with disheveled hair and swollen eyes walked into the training ground with some difficulty. He walked to his position, staring at the ground.
Who's that?
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