Death Games
Execution in the basement

While he was feeling the torment on his body, slowly began to blur his gaze. It was as if there were voices slowly whispering into the mind. Trying to take over consciousness to be controlled.

“Aza,” murmured someone suddenly.

Lost in plain sight. The faces of the higher-ups who had been with him were no longer visible in the magma controller's vision.

Besides the lavender flower as far as the eye can see.

But strangely, the smell of roses humming around the body. The young man turned his head and found that someone's body was turning back.

“You—”

And that red-haired figure, turned around while smiling at him.

Jerked. Aza Ergo's eyes blinked repeatedly. Not knowing what happened, but the faces of the elftraz (healers) were caught by the spotlight.

“Aza!” Reoa Attia called out to him.

Raut gawking empusa figure was finally inviting the relief of the higher-ups nearby.

“Damn it! Finally you realize that you are also a bastard,” Toyotomi is grateful for it.

After all, Aza Ergo was still their partner.

“This,” muttered the young man while holding his head.

“You fainted,” Horusca replied suddenly. Making his traveling companion look at him. “For two hours and blood keeps coming out of your mouth as well as your ears. Now, how's your condition? What do you feel?” ask her with an attitude like a seasoned healer.

On one side Aza Ergo felt uncomfortable. Because his fist was not his. He is also confused to explain what it looks like, because it is possible that his condition will not be understood by the logic of the people around him.

“Mr Aza?” Hea Alcendia broke her reverie. “You okay?”

“Yes. I'm doing fine. You guys treat me together?”

“That's.”

“Thank you then.”

He nodded at her. But on one side his gaze was also reluctant to leave the young higher-ups beside him.

Still feel worried about him, even though Aza Ergo is a annoying figure according to him.

“Why look at me like that? It seems like Mr. Logan is very anxious about my condition,” was chuckling as he watched the eyes of the top dracula officials to him.

“Anyone must be anxious if a talented child like you suddenly took a life.”

“Ah,” Aza Ergo staring lazily hear his chatter. “So not because of worry yes,” kekehnya suddenly.

“Looks like your moves are very risky. Are you all right? Your abilities seem to burden you.” Hanzo approached them.

“How else, isn't every move risky?”

“If the forbidden move, it might be risky,” Ilhan who had not voiced finally followed their conversation.

“Ah, Ilhan the wolf. Your dress is a mess.”

“Cih, I'm older than you, Aza Ergo,” annoyed at the high-ranking disrespect. 

“And I'm more experienced than you.”

“Damn it! Don't talk about positions in front of me.”

But Aza only responded with an annoying smile. Even his hands flicked his hair back. He made his figure even more annoying in front of them.

Perhaps, the atmosphere there is quite clouded by peace. Unlike the dungeons of the dracula's palace.

Where the King was, sat upon the piles of corpses that were piled up in the room. His eyes were like wolves but were golden in color. And both of his hands were covered in blood.

Worse yet, the floor around was also inundated with red liquid from the figures who were slaughtered without pity.

Who else are they, if not the Elders and nobles who hid during the Cerberus attack.

“Goodbye, bastard,” clean and then throw a torch in the direction of the dracula pile. So, the dead figures were burned in front of him.

Slowly, his hand touched the gate. Pass through the barrier and leave the room completely covered with fire.

In any case, the blazing red flames would not be able to leave the room. Given the existing mantra, it could be active to extinguish the fire if it seeps out.

Meanwhile, the Elder who had been grabbed by Blerda Sirena, his condition was truly miserable. His hand was broken by the wrath of his Queen.

“B-bu-nuh sa-ja I.”

But, again the siren figure broke his finger. So that the old man roared loudly there.

“Where are the tombs of the Vorthas?”

Gradually, the eyes of the elderly man tried to reach Blerda. Watching the cold look of his leader. There's really no pity there.

“Where are the tombs of the Vorthas?” now, his tone of voice was really pressing.

No matter how much time has passed, the question remains the same. The elf's finishing house.

“Looks like you didn't mean to say it,” annoyed Blerda at last. And his hand touched the old man's head so that there was a strange noise there.

The Queen, with her ability to shatter the skull bones of the Elder. The red liquid slowly flowed slowly from the holes in the face of the old man. As a sign that he was dead in his hands.

And Blerda went out of there and took out his butterflies. Where the animal perched on the body of the honorable figure of the siren nation as their food.

Who would have thought, if a beautiful animal looks like a real cannibal.

And outside the gate, it turns out Otama is waiting for his arrival.

In addition to the typical fragrance of the siren nation, the scent of blood also emanated from the figure of the throne holder. Making his subordinates gulp rough saliva moreover Blerda Sirena's expression turned out to be very cooling to his bones.

“Hexar?” the old man's sword wrecks greeted him.

The figure of the monster-level scodeaz (controller) just stared calmly at him. He sat on the guardrail of his balcony, where he was looking at a painting of the ruined chimera's dominions.

"Four nobles and the three remaining Elders asked for permission to hold a meeting."

“I'm tired.”

“This is really important for the continuation of the fate of our nation.”

“Cih!” decihny. Inevitably, the Midget King left his position to comply with the wishes of his superior.

Until finally Hexar steps led Barca Asera arrived in a large hall with many empty seats subordinate.

“Your Majesty,” greet the Royal Knight Commander upon seeing his arrival.

Despite nodding at a glance, his countenance was clearly unfriendly. King Chimera, sitting on the end seat as a sign that he is the holder of power there.

“Can we start the meeting?” one of the Elders with an exhausted face started their conversation.

“Please, Sir,” Barca Asera also gave permission to him.

“This is truly the worst incident ever,” the Elder's shriek got a pressing glance from Hexar Chimeral. “In history, no one has ever dared to tease the monster of legend. It seems, the information that the traitor is from Hadesia is indeed true.”

“Hadesia?” The king suddenly interrupted. “Only one student from Hadesia! And that's just Thertera! And you bestow this tragedy on those who have nothing to do?!”

People were silent about it.

“Yang Muli—”

“Stop blaming them! And stop believing the ridiculous prophecy of the empusa elder! A little problem you associate with those boys! You do not accept the death of those sent to Hadesia, replied!” hardik Hexar without caring about his surroundings.

But none of them could answer his question. Until finally one of them ventured to interrupt his king.