As we were talking, clouds had filled the sky. Strangely, the clouds were starting to appear red in color. There was also a strange feeling spreading out. It was a feeling of dread, sorrow, anger, and malevolence. As the three of us argued, we didn’t really notice these changes to the world.
“You fool!” The Slave Master growled. “The Imperial Cloud adow will destroy this Chalm. You think you can fight back against our greatness.”
“Our city is a city of slaves. We free people and we will fight for that freedom. Do not think that my people won’t fight until the last one!”
“D-Deek…” Faeyna said lightly. “I-I’ll go…”
I put on a smile and looked over at her. “Faeyna… you don’t want people dying because of you. Don’t think I don’t understand. However, I’ve seen your true heart. You have a heart that wishes to be free. So, I will protect your desires.”
“Oh-h…” She blushed even more, “Really…”
“Insolence!” The Slave Master cried out. “I will have-”
Sothing suddenly exploded through his chest. It happened so suddenly, that no one was able to understand what they were seeing. There was a small hand that had suddenly burst through his chest. It seed to be holding sothing. It took a mont for Deek to realize that this sothing was the Slave Master’s heart. It was still beating in that small grip.
The person most shocked was the Slave Master himself. He looked down at the arm in his chest and the beating heart. The hand squeezed, and his heart broke apart and fell to the floor. He didn’t even let out a groan as the hand slid back out of him from behind. He collapsed forward, dying instantly.
Behind him was the girl, Shao. Her demonic horns were more pronounced. Her eyes were glowing red. Her arm was covered in blood and gore, and drops fell from the fingertips. Her sight was absolutely terrifying. People in the watching crowds started to cry out and panic. So even started to flee the arena.
“Shao… you’re alive.” The Prince let out a breath. “Priest, check on her imdiately.”
“You… lied to !” She scread, her hand pointing at the Prince.
A black miasma shot out and suddenly, the Priest scread as he collapsed to the ground. His skin blackened and a few monts later, he was dead.
“G-guards!” The Prince backed off as a dozen guards moved between him and the girl.
She backed up, keeping her distance as the guards started their approach.
“Lord Tibult!” The Prince said with a panicked voice. “Control her!”
Lord Tibult had a terrified expression on his face, but at the order of his prince, he nodded, standing up. The Slave Master was dead. A slave shouldn’t have been able to do it. However, Lord Tibult was her true slave owner. The mark was still in effect.
“Slave Order! Shao! Stop all this and kneel!” He ordered, crushing a small crystal in his hand.
I had seen those before. They were one-ti-use crystals that allowed non slavers to use slave spells. It was a must-have for nobles, and one of the ways the Slave Guild continued to make money even after slave sales.
Shao spasd as if she was about to kneel, but then she grabbed her head and started screaming. It was clear that she wasn’t going to listen to the order. The Black Miasma around her started to grow. It suddenly exploded into the air like a massive pillar. Darkness exploded out, and everyone was shoved back like they were hit by a shockwave. Even the box the Princess was in blew back.
The Prince suddenly glowed and leaped up to the box, grabbing his sister and jumping away to safety. Many on the bleachers were not so lucky as they collapsed. Crushing so and injuring others. In the span of a few seconds, the entire arena exploded.
I flew back as well, the girls with . I just managed to Create Cushion, causing us to hit a wall softly before collapsing in a pile. However, my eyes were more focused on the words that had just appeared in front of .
{Ergency! A temporary dungeon has been created in the Capitol City of Aberis. Defeat the Demon Lord or all is lost!}
{Shao – Demon Lord – LVL 100}
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