Enter the World of Light & Light S2 Game

84: Mouth cover shot

"Charlie, again I have to deal with him again. But-" Osborn who is still on the beach, had a glance towards the beach, where on the white sand suddenly appeared Farrel with his clothes different from usual.

"Arggh....! It hurts! He, what a creature he really is. Why can't I recover from the wound?" Rintih Farrell. He is currently rolling on the sand of the beach and showing the face of the pain caused by the attack Charlie did to him, and including to his subordinates. "Brother, my bride ran away, I have to bring her back. Ti-uh.."

Farrel kept trying to get out of the situation from the suffering he suffered from Charlie's attack. However, the feather that had pierced one of his hands, the wound had not healed at all.

The black feather, which momentarily stuck in Farrel's left arm, slowly disappeared and left only a stab wound that did not bleed, but made the area of the stab wound blackened, follow the muscles of the hand that sits behind the thin layer of skin.

"He-so he did it again? Isn't he tired of kidnapping Alinda anyway?" Osborn who is still not willing if the culprit again is Farrel, he immediately jumped down from the sand of the beach and approached Farrel who currently looks so tortured.

TAPS....TAPS...TAPS....

Step by step taken by Osborn, until not until how long later, he finally arrived in front of Farrel who was whimpering it.

"Who else this time?" asked Farrel who was still curled up sick.

"Of course you should know who I am, if you are still sane." Osborn said. With the coldest expression on his face, he looked at Farrel who was kneeling under his feet.

With flashes of the two different eye colors, Osborn also saw the past what Farrel had done to Alinda some time ago.

"You don't seem to be deterred by what happened back then?" Osborn asked, his voice growing colder, as if it could freeze all over the place around him.

"What events? People like you, you're also the one who ruined my plan." Said Farrel in a pretty hoarse tone.

Yes, he is not entirely Farrel's original self, but there is half the influence that one of the creatures of Death Clothes does.

"If you hadn't interfered with my plans, that woman would have been our queen."

HORN....

"Queen? Just dream, I will continue to prevent your goal." Alves replied in such a cold and intimidating tone.

Anyone, if an ordinary human, then the human who was nearby Osborn at this time, immediately immediately got a fairly strong pressure, and it could be that person would soon faint.

But because what Osborn is facing right now is Farrel who has been affected by the incarnation of one of the spirits of Death Clothes, then Farrel is currently not getting any effect.

Therefore, Osborn continued to try to control himself first before he gave the calculation with this Farrel.

"Hmph, if I had not been hurt, I would have taught you a lesson right now" said Farrel, with a cold sweat drenching his face.

"Yes, if only that happened. But because you happen to be in the lowest position, won't I teach you a lesson first?" Osborn said that very second.

The more time passed, Osborn also more pressing the tip of his finger against the trigger.

"I'm ak-" And when Farrel suddenly smiled cynically at Osborn, and was about to say something to him, Osborn finally pulled the trigger, which resulted in one bullet coming out of the nest.

DORR.....

"You want to tell me what, you better shut up, for good, Death Clothes." looked at Osborn with his pair of eyes that were staring at Farrel quite fiercely.

And Farrel who had been willing to talk with his mouth, because there was a bullet directly lodged in his body, Farrel was finally unable to speak anymore, he said, in addition to finally his body was uprooted in the pain that he got from the two people who, in quick succession, attacked him.

Just because of Alinda, she became an easy target for all of them.

That's what I got from Farrel.