"Brother… help me! Help! Help!", a loud voice called out to Zachariel.
"Amelia, where are you?!", he shouted, turning his head all around in the darkness.
He ran, and turned, and ran again, searching for Amelia.
Her voice was far, yet close at the same time.
`Damn it, where is she?!`
A childish chuckle entered his ears.
"Who are you? Bring back Amelia right this time!", Zachariel pleaded.
The chuckle continued, and a tall masked figure walked out of the dark.
"You won't be getting her any time now, young boy.", the figure grinned.
Zachariel saw it and charged.
"I said… BRING HER BACK!", he held his polearm and thrusted it to the figure's heart.
He raised the figure high and the mask fell. Zachariel couldn't believe the face he saw hidden behind the mask.
"Bro…ther… why would yo
