“So! How does it feels getting closer to death?” teased the misty creature as it reversed itself from the bleeding prisoner.
Been locked at the center of the red liquid lake that was yellow earlier few minutes ago, the young teenager was chained over his body covered in red blood that turned his rag clothes into dark red of blood. His head hung catching up his breathe, Kalrain breathing volume reduced from exhaling to exhaustion. He could no longer move or struggling for more freedom, all were in vain, there was no strength and energy left in his procession to fight for more. He stayed still hanging like rotten meat ready for his organs to be sliced off.
“What is your last wish, Kalrain de Dragon?” asked the figure raising.
But, Kalrain didn’t say a word out of his lips bleeding out blood. Those were shut tight with not a single sign of ‘oh’ out.
“You don’t wanna say anything?” teased the figure “whatever your words are I will make it sure to receive it to your bond? Just speak out what you like”
“……. My…… bond?” surprised the boy inner wards as his eyes were hidden under his hairs, “What did this thing mean? I have bonds?”.
Even though he was taking his last breathe out of his lungs, contests began to create in his mind. He wondered about the words this figure was talking about?
Does it know more than it barks?
Was it educated with all the hissing of the De Dragon name?
And that ‘bond’ made a sigh in his speech that it know lot than it seem?
Hence, this figure was black as ink full of information than while mist that re-symbols illusions to the viewer and surroundings. Now one thing was clear for sure around Kalrain, that foes were more acknowledged than he himself.
Just thinking of all this, from second to second the prisoner youth started catching up his breathing. He began to inhaled and exhaled in heavy pressure rather than sighing in frustration. With this breathing the pumping of his heart sped up returning to normal.
He was refusing his condition. He began refusing his given injuries. He felt frustrated on his weakness, trying to catch up his oxygen as he began to breathe out with his mouth opened wide.
“KALRAIN!!” he heard a call of a female voice. When he looked up with his left eye as his right eye was blinded with his blood and hairs, he grew surprised to see the Queen gazing at him. Though she was trapped in the Giant fist, she viewed clearly everything what torturing her guest went through. She caught up her guts, raised her courage and shouted with all her effort, “Kalrain! I know it’s going to be tough but PLEASE! I beg you PLEASE! STAND ON YOUR FEET! DO NOT GIVE UP!! DO YOU HEAR! PROMISE ME! YOU WON’T GIVE UP!”
On her reply, Kalrain smiled a big one and nodded lightly. This surprised the Queen when suddenly, an electric current strike her, giving her a bad scream out of pain.
“You and the other Majesties are part of my assignments. Soon there won’t be any Royal higher up left in this world and it all shall start with you!!” spoke the mist when suddenly a white gate opened under the giant palm which slowly began to absorb the whole palm inside, taking even the poor Queen.
“Kalrain AAAA!” screamed the girl “HELP ME!!”. The palm didn’t give her a chance and quickly grabbed her inside the white gate into the unknown. Once they were gone the gate vanished with a fading light leaving no sign of the Queen Linsilya behind.
She was a goner.