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Chapter three . The throne.

" Did you have to prove? " Seren tries to ask calmly, but obviously his voice gave in to his fear. " You are not to take any life. Again. "

" You know what measures to take to avoid that. " Sedymon spoke, his eyes a radiant amber, taking in Seren like a prey.

" I won't let you take this land. " Seren said with full guard-on. His body language showing anger and resentment.

Silence ensued for a moment. Then Sedyman spoke:

" You won't. You will. "

Seren performed his dark arts of magic, creating portals, and slim, ugly creatures with elongated fingers. Their body was so lean and a deep purple, some parts looked inked. They trailed like a line in some parts like their neck, hands, legs. Especially their neck.

Their veins . Vampires .

Sedymon watched as they all dashed towards him. Wordlessly, he pulled out his sword. The

He tipped the point toward the ground, the purple, rough and jagged stone shining dangerously. The vampires all stopped their movement. He felt Seren's tension.

Seren was one of the three dangerous mythical creatures. He was powerful. It was believed by many how he killed the goddess of Annoulha, then proceeded to own the land. This wasn't his first land of possession . Some of the inhabitants of the land he made slaves. Most he killed when they refused submission to him.

" I killed my own brothers for my achievements. I killed the Goddess that preserves the three lands that birthed Annoulha . She refused submission, I tied her up, made my way with her. Then killed her. So you, not even you , can step up into my game . I am Seren . "

Sedymon didn't say anything. He felt disgusted that this man would try to prove himself in front of him . If there was another word deeper than disgusted he'd say it.

With the elongated creatures still in mid air, he climbed the steps to Seren's throne . Seren just watched him. But Sedymon read his fear, as usual. Twenty four steps in total. Twenty four times he'd break that seat . It was made out of different precious stones. And it was the throne of the Goddess that guided and preserved Annoulha . He had planned to break it . The power can be sucked into his sword and be preserved for the Goddess.

When he got to the throne's spot, Seren appeared in front, using dark magic . " You don't. " He snarled, gnashing his teeth.

Then almost, like a flash if anyone blinked they would have missed, Sedymon dashed his sword against Seren's hair. The hair of Seren was long, it swept down his waist. But in a flash did Sedymon raise up Seren's hair, and cut it to shoulder length. Then he stood in his former position. With the perfectly cut hair in his left hand . At first Seren didn't feel it. But then, he did . And he was shocked. He couldn't move.

" I do have every chance to kill you, Seren. " Sedymon said with disgust. " But I won't. Your death will be slow and painful. You will pray for death but you will have more years to live instead . " Saying that, he threw the hair on the ground.

Seren was still in shock. He was still trying to process what just happened when he heard a loud bang, and something cracking so badly . He swiftly turned, but it was too late . Sedymon had hit the throne with his hands. The throne is now cracking. Any minute from now it'll fall apart.