
Sivian woke up, his instincts were indeed much more sensitive among the three of them. He sat for a long time on his bed, the man could feel clearly if tonight the weather was very strange. It was too cold and silent, not even the sound of night insects could be heard.
Kreeks... Kreek... Kreek...
A claw-like sound rang out from the outside door, Sivian immediately got up alert and walked over towards the door. The man took a sword lying on the table, his house was indeed filled with sharp weapons because Sivian was also a blacksmith.
Krieettt~
The door opened, but there was nothing there. It was only the quiet and dark of the night that greeted Sivian alone. The man closed the door again, but he was shocked when a pale and cold hand suddenly pulled him out from the sidelines of the door that was almost closed.
Sivian choked, he could not scream at all. His neck was violently strangled until his body was lifted up and floating in the air. He really could not breathe at all, his lungs were about to explode.
"So, where are the rest...." A hoarse voice flowed from the high-robed figure who was suffocating him.
Sivian's vision grew increasingly blurry, but strangely he had not fainted. He should have lost consciousness by now because he did not breathe for too long, but his subconscious seemed to be held to stay awake until it really made him in a torture.
Still on the verge of his consciousness, Sivian could hear screams from Sam and Sean. They were dragged by three tall figures wearing robes.
"So, what do I have to do to make you die miserably?" The soft voice of a woman is sweet.
From behind the tall figures standing parallel in front of them, a woman in white robes appeared and stood up while smiling sweetly. His long white hair looked radiant when struck by the moonlight, his red lips and pale skin also looked very contrasting among all of them.
"I-I don't know who you are.., but why are you doing this to us...." Said Sivian with a trembling body, his strength was exhausted from being strangled by that huge figure earlier.
Now that the three of them were slumped on the ground in a bound state, the chains wrapped around them were truly strange as they emitted a radiant glow from there.
"I'm so sad...." The woman reopened her voice, "my children were killed for no reason..., and you are still asking why we did this?" His voice was soft, but somehow it felt like it was piercing the eardrum.
Sivian who heard the woman immediately caught what she said, he immediately looked at Sam who was now widening his eyes with a trembling body, while Sean was unconscious.
"Human, when we had followed the rule not to cross the border," The woman walked over to Sam who fell down with several large bruises all over her body, "but why..., you guys just go into our territory and finish my kids off?!!" Her screams growled, the shrillness of the woman's voice actually made the ears buzz.
"Look at this.., I'm sharing my sad story... But this sweet boy fell asleep...." Her pale lentic fingers gently stroked Sean's face.
"L-Take him off...." Sivian Lirih.
"Since he has no manners, then I will finish him off first!!" The voice of the woman's laughter that was once soft now instantly turned into a creepy shrill.
He swung his hand, Sean's body lying on the ground instantly floating in the air.
"NO!!! UNTIE HER... JUST LET ME!" Jerit Sivian, the man tried to get up with great difficulty.
Sivian and Sam were both rendered helpless, both staring in shock at their charred brother's body devoured by flames. Sivian was now crying, his body trembling with a hysterical roar calling out his sister's name.
"T-no... T-this is not true... It's my fault, t-please...MY FAULT!!! JUST PUNISH ME!! PLEASE PUNISH ME!!!" Sam's scream with a roar of grief.
The man thrashed as he roared at the witch, slithering forward with his body bound to reach the witch's feet.
"Please..., finish me off! I'm the one who should take the punishment... I beg!!" Sam roared so much, he did not expect that this time he made a mistake that was so fatal that he brought his brothers entangled.
"Son.z.," The witch looked down, her hands outstretched, rubbing Sam's head, "I'm punishing you, so I'm letting you see for yourself how my family finished, KEKEKEKEKEKEKE!" His laughter broke, the magician's eyes glistening at Sam who was roaring hysterically.
Now there was a shout from Sivian, one of the black-robed figures dragging his body before Sam. A long sword that seemed to burn like embers was emitted from under his cloak. Slowly the sword was thrust into Sivian's troubled chest making him scream and roar in pain.
The sword split Sivian's body from his chest to his lower abdomen. Not enough to get there, the pale hands of the cloaked figure are now outstretched and pull out Sivian's heart until it is completely uprooted out of his body.
Sam was now staring at Sivian's lifeless body in a terrible state, his body shaking violently with empty eyes filled with fear and pain.
"T-no... It's s-my fault... NO!!!" Raung Sam, the sound of his crying sounded bitter and heartbreaking among the silence of the night.
"How does it feel?" The woman crouched down beside Sam who was still roaring hysterically, "i asked you, HOW DOES IT FEEL?!" He said furiously, his hand gripped Sam's face hard to make his long nails penetrate the man's skin.
The woman was now crying, her tears were so black that she made her pale face stained.
"Even death is not enough to pay your sins to me...." Slowly flowed.
"STOP IT!"
The sound of horse footsteps echoed, the torchlight was brightly visible behind them. Logan came followed by some of his bodyguards, the man looked in shock at the scene in front of him.
"What happened...." Sluggishly.
"Look who's coming" The witch got up and approached Logan who had come down from her horse, "long time no see you, Logan." Soft talk.
"Khith.., what did you do to my children..." Logan's voice was heard softly while staring at Sivian's miserable body and the bones that he already knew who it belonged to.
"So those are your kids? Hoho.., it's worth it...." A witch named Khith.
"My answer." Urge Logan with a cold voice.