Death Games

Death Games
Cley Vortha and Ragraph Revos


“You're the fool for running away, loser boy,” Cley said back.


“You, alright?” Anca interrupted suddenly while looking fixedly at the sliced scene from the doctor's right hand.


“Well! This is just right. It should be young people today like this. I like you,” said while touching the young man's shoulder.


Stuck off of course. Anca was shocked because he was a normal man. His looks instantly changed like he was reluctant to be somehow disgusted at his helper just now.


“Why are you so? I love Nami. So don't expect me to fall in love with you, as if you know what's in the young man's brain. And Anca was ashamed of it. “Here you go, I'm tired. Let's continue our journey,” take her while moving that armless elbow. Three seconds later, a blood clot gathered there like it formed a strange bubble.


And it didn't take long, his arms grew back to normal. There were no more injuries on his physique, like the initial form since his arrival.


Anca was stunned to see the healing abilities that Cley Vortha possessed.


“Why look at me like that? You want help to be healed? Liaythax nehriem miaglea (Green ball nehriem)” said and gave rise to a healing ball that enveloped the Anca.


Really quick reaction. The wounds suffered by the hoodie youth covering the head were healed instantly. He was more and more amazed at his ability.


“You, a healer?”


“Of course. Do you want my autograph?”


Ragraph grew even worse at hearing his joke. “Disregard him, or you'll go crazy.”


Anca smiled at hearing that. “Do you mind taking me?”


“Hah?” respond to Cley and Ragraph simultaneously.


“What this brat just said wants to come with us?” he glanced towards his partner and retorted a nod.


“I beg you please take me! Since coming to the world of Guide, I have never met anyone, I beg you to let me come with you,” the door while bowing my head.


And Cley and Ragraph glanced at each other without giving an answer to him.


“T-lord?”


“We are bums. You better not come with us,” Ragraph voiced his opinion.


Instantly a look of disappointment was clearly painted on the face of Anca. Though he had tried hard to speak a lot if he met others when entering this place.


Ever since passing through the gate, he was stranded in a strange place and found no one to talk to.


But in fact, these two people rejected it.


“Good. You can come with us, son,” Cley's statement just surprised two people nearby.


“Are you sure?”


“He's like you, Ragraph. Don't you feel sorry?”


And the young man immediately threw his face away. “Ayo street. Better we do not waste time here,” invite him while stepping first.


Anca who got approval immediately bowed and thanked him. It was a pleasure to take him, because it meant that his figure would no longer be alone. He was really happy to have met his two rescuers. Himself, will not waste the opportunity they have given.


But in a different place, a faint smile appeared on the lips of the magma controlling youth. While one of his hands dripped blood continuously in each step. He was alone, until finally the voice of someone stopped his steps.


His figure turned towards the source.


“Some of which can I help you? Your Majesty,” asked the wine-eating man.


“Have you finished fighting?” the questioner approached him.


“No. Ah, because of my blood yes.”


Kers just stared at her. “I'll go today.”


“Good, so I don't need to see you again.”


“Don't forget to send a beacon when you're about to die huh? I will definitely come to your funeral.”


“Ya, send me also beautiful flowers.”


“Of course. Then, see you again my sister,” kekeh Raja hydra before leaving.


And Aza, just smiling looking at her disappearance.


“This,” shrieked Toyotomi who was staring at the wonder of the blood-smeared glass in his hand.


“No. There is nothing,” he replied and then drank back the blood that became his food.


However, different facial features are shown by Lucian Brastok and Blerda. In that dining room, only the two of them showed off unusual looks. And it was realized Revtel because he was also sitting with them.


“Why is your hand bleeding so?” the speech Reve made to the empusa officials. And the figure in front of him just laughed softly in response.


“Looks like he's crazy,” Horusca chimed in all of a sudden.


“Kata Near is also so.”


“Horusca, let's treat my hand. After that we go from here, which other one?”


“In the room,” Reve also circulated the view to the siren city painting beside it.


“Liaythax nehriem miaglea (Green ball nehriem)” sahut elftraz (healer) young so that his ability also enveloped Aza. “You lost a lot of blood, did you fight?”


“No. I only made bets with my abilities. Just that,” his grin while watching the dried blood painting on his hand. As a sign that he has done something unexpected and maybe only two people are aware of his actions.


Those with a great sense of smell, in the dining room that he did not follow.  


 “That's a restricted area?” ask Libra at the two colleagues next to him. They had already arrived and were standing right on the edge of the cliff overlooking the strange forest in front of him.


“Yes. Finally we arrived too,” Logan Centrio acknowledged it.


“How about the others? Have they come?” Reoa Attia also spoke.


But it took a while for his partner to answer. “Entahlah, but we better try to go in to find out the answer,” invites Logan and then he jumped over the cliff in front of him.  


Reoa and Libra followed suit.


“Which way is the entrance?” Libra Septor glanced at the sighting in front of him.


“I thought there, because as I recall said the Siren King his way was inside an unusual looking tree. What do you think?”


“I think so too,” Logan agrees.


Because it is according to the words of gyges officials. The tree he pointed at, was very unusual in appearance. So big and filled with black moss. In the middle of the single trunk was a hole and no branches except small twigs filled the top.


Agarwood trees are different than usual.


Logan Centrio touched his trunk, squinted his eyes and cast a silent spell. Until finally, in the next seconds an unusual movement resounded from the agarwood tree in front of them.


Whirling, when the top dracula no longer touch it. Opening a large hole in the middle of it that is so dark and also strange sensation.


The Libra Septor was somewhat surprised to feel its haw. “My gut is bad.”


“When we are not Bletelgeuse, but I feel the same as you,” Reoa responded.


And slowly, Logan Centrio pressed his hand against the ground. Making his two colleagues wrinkle their faces confused because of it.


“Master?” Libra interrupts.


“Let's go in,” invite dracula officials finally.


Of course, both agreed without asking what he had done.


“That must be a forbidden area,” Hanzo's group finally reached the cliff shortly after the Logan-led forces entered it.


“How's the mirror?” ask Estes suddenly. So Hayato and Hanzo both glanced at him. It was like thinking of something unexpected. “Wait, why do you look like that?”


Hanzo who was asked started to break out in cold sweat.


“It seems, our chairman does not know the spell,” Hayato also smiled softly towards him.


“K-I thought you two would know! I forgot to ask! What about you two?!” 


Estes also chose the head bobbles, while Hayato threw his face away while laughing softly.


“Basic,” complained the empusa official over the careless attitude of his chairman.