Bab 37: Chapter 37: Trail
Inside the wooden house. There was only a small wooden table with two chairs. The walls of the wooden house were odd. Instead of having your average wooden walls, the walls were covered in mirrors. Reflecting the two figures sitting in chairs talking to each other. An elderly woman and a man. The man was wearing a brown trenchcoat, his hair was balding and wrinkles covered his face. The woman was wearing a bonnet and a pinkish robe. Her fingers were long and frail. She was clearly sick.
The two sat quietly as the only light source in the raggy house illuminated their faces. The light source was a lone lightbulb dangling from the ceiling from a long wire. The elderly man stared at the woman in front of him before coughing and talking in a horse voice.
" Looks like both of our times are coming to an end. Hopefully- "
Before he could finish his sentence, the sudden loud commotion outside caught his attention making him turn around and stare at the entrance of the house, a single cracked door. His eyes stay locked on the door before he watches the doorknob twist as the door slowly creaks open.
The elderly man's eyes widen as goosebumps cover his back and arms. He feels massive killing intent engulf his body making him unable to breathe. The door opens mere centimeters more before a gulf of wind dashes past the man's face. He snaps his head back forward before hearing a falling noise.
He glances up and tracks the lightbulb falling from the ceiling still admitting dim light. The light bulb falls directly in front of the elderly woman's face slightly illuminating her face. The elderly man watches as a small line of blood goes across the woman's face before her head is cut in two as the lightbulb slams into the wooden table shattering in pieces.
In a panic the elderly man stands up from his chair and reaches into his trenchcoat, pulling out a gun before wildly firing bullets blindly into the dark and shouting.
" Who the hell are you? "
The bullets sail through the air before slamming into the mirrors shattering them. The sound of rattling glass on the floor echoes through the raggy house after the man fires six bullets. The man holds onto the empty pistol in his hand breathing heavily as he turns his head looking into the dark. He reaches into his trenchcoat and pulls out his phone.
He turns on the flashlight and starts to look around. The man saw nothing. He slowly creeps forward. His shoes stepped on broken glass. The man stares at the broken glass on the floor before in one of the glass shards, he sees a cloaked figure standing directly behind him. The elderly man spins around throwing a sloppy punch that slams into the cloaked figure's chest. A cracking noise is heard but the cloaked figure isn't the one injured.
A sharp pain ripples out of the man's wrist as he looks at his right wrist in shock. When the punch slammed into the cloak's figure's hard body it shattered the elderly man's weak bones. The elderly man stumbled back holding his wrist in pain while crying.
The elderly kept stumbling back before he realized that the distance between him and the cloaked figure wasn't shrinking. The cloaked figure extends his right hand forward before the distance between him and the elderly man shrinks. The elderly man's body slides forward before his throat is grabbed by the cloaked figure.
Before he could try to defend himself, the elderly man's face violently twisted to the right, his neck was snapped. Mute let go of the elderly man's body letting him fall onto the glass covered floor. Wasting no time Mute reached over to his wrist and pinched the snake's body making him let go of his tail.
Mute expanded the snake making him grow larger before reaching into his mouth and pulling out a folded blanket barely an inch wide. Mute expands the blanket before tossing it over the elderly man's body, and shrinking it.
The sound of crushed bones rippled out as the blanket shrank back to an inch wide before Mute reached down, picking it up. The elderly man's body was gone. Mute tossed the blanket into the snake's mouth before shrinking the snake.
Mute walks towards the exit of the house leaving the dead body of the elderly woman on the ground. Mute walks out of the house and walks past the two dead guards outside...
Two hours after Mute completed the assassination mission. A group of five sorcerers could be seen investigating the house. All of the sorcerers were grade 3. A woman wearing a white t-shirt and blue jeans was crouching over next to one of the dead guards before she suddenly saw a trail of cursed energy. She looked back at the four people behind her and spoke.
" Hey, I have got a trail, let's track this and see where it leads. "...
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