Chiron had given orders to Deamon and the others to kill the Senators after he had gone.
However, at the ti of his exit, just a few seconds after the Red Blood-Fire Dragon had taken to the sky, a person rushed into the House of the Senate.
This person had rushed in, carrying a Beast child on his back, screaming in regret for missing Chiron’s exit.
It had been none other than Dylan.
The arrival of Dylan surprised everyone. This was most especially true for Deamon. After all, on coming to this place, Deamon had been inford of the insubordination by his best friend from Banda, who was the second in charge, stripping Dylan of his position.
At the ti, Deamon thought to find his friend after the entire ordeal was over and get a suitable response for what had happened.
However, looking at the state at which Dylan had entered the place with, he was actually surprised. ’was it that bad?’ he thought to himself as he exchanged eye contact with Banda who was not so far away.
"No! NO!! NO!!! I was so close. I was bloody close." Dylan cried out as he fell on the ground.
Seeing his friend, Deamon jumped down from the high point he was.
For this mission, he was currently the most senior officer, courtesy of Chiron’s faith in him.
"Dylan, what are you doing?"
Slowly, Dylan who was on his knees stopped his tears as he turned to Deamon. "Deamon!" his eyes brightened as he stood to his feet. He rushed over to hug him. However, Deamon took a step back, indicating that Dylan should not get close.
Dylan was surprised by this. However, Deamon pointed at the child on Dylan’s back. "Dylan, do you mind telling why you are carrying that trash?" On saying this, Deamon was already taking a fighting stand. "I have heard that so of these beast people have skills that can even take over one’s mind. Has that core beast done the sa thing to you?"
Deamon asked pointing at mich, the boy on Dylan’s back.
Mich at the mont was in a very terrible state. It had not rained in a while, and Dylan was scared to feed the boy water from the streams as it was poisoned. he did not want to lose the boy like he had lost the others.
Right now, the boy was suffering from dehydration. His lips were chapped and bloody. Also, his sight was blurry. Only two things have been keeping the boy going until this mont. One was the boy’s nature as part beast, or to be precise, part Hyena. their kind was known for being scavengers, hence were very tenacious.
The second thing keeping the boy going was Dylan’s incredible hunting skills he had leant from his ti at the orphanage.
Of course, the boy could not drink water, but that did not an that he could not take other things. As such, Dylan had been feeding him with blood all this while.
Naturally, they were tis that they was nothing to catch and Dylan would result into giving the boy his own blood to drink.
This, Dylan did, purely out of love.
deamon on the other hand, did not know this, and he could clearly see the blood signs around the child’s mouth, including the bloody marks on Dylan’s hands.
As far as he was concerned, Mich was feeding on his friend. Considering the fact that Beast people did not have a very good reputation with the Vandorian people, a profound misunderstanding was bound to occur.
"Dylan! I am going to ask you politely. Put down the core beast." Deamon asked slowly, but with a focused look, ready for battle.
Dylan shook his head, "what are you saying? Deamon, these are people like you and I. just because they hare part beast does not make them intelligent creatures. After all, you all were able to accept the Orcs. what makes these ones any different?"
"Because they are fucking beasts, DYLAN!" Deamon scread back. "They are beasts. And we eat beasts. It has always been like that, and it will always be like that. Even back at the orphanage, it was the sa fucking thing!"
Dylan might have not been the brightest, but he did hear Deamon’s words loud and clear. "what do you an by ’even back at the orphanage!?’ Deamon, what are you not telling ?" Dylan asked with a questioning brow.
Deamon frowned, "don’t behave like you are ignorant Dylan. We are Orphans at one of the most remote parts of the country. By the ti Relief funds are sent, they go through multiply hands, and you know the saying. ’Water that passes through the fingers gets the digits wet.’ Shaman Gordon did not always have the resources to feed us. Only peanuts ever got to his hands.
Considering all the expenses he had to go through for our sake, it was never enough. If he had never considered hunting Beast n in the wild, we would have never had food to it. Or why do you think he was so good at hunting, teaching all of us, but never taking us for the hunt.
At least he never took you..." Deamon added.
anwhile, Dylan looked at Deamon in surprise. He suddenly felt the need to gag and vomit. It was an irritation from his core that he could not hold back. All those tis that miraculously, the Orphanage had excess at to enjoy even though things looked like they were turning for the worse.
All those tis that Shaman Gordon went out for days to hunt.
now that Dylan thought of it, the at he always ca back with was missing two things, firstly, it was its head, and secondly, it was missing the skin.
Otherwise, even the core that would have otherwise been the first thing to be removed was left in place, proving that it was indeed a core beast.
All this while, for years of his life, he had been feeding on people...
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