Death Games
The boy with the face was broken

Now silence hits them. Each one disappears in his own mind. Betsheba was at a loss for what to say, for the disciple was no more.

The next decision was only in the hands of the two little children in front of him.

“Since you already know, what's your next plan?”

Aza Ergo did not spare anything. As if waiting for Laravell to make a sound. Until finally, an unexpected sentence was thrown from his mouth and shocked them.

“I tipped my sister on you.”

“What Brother mean?”

Laravell smiled at his sister. The head of Aza was taken with her hands slowly hugging her.

“Follow with that Grandpa, Aza.”

“Isn't this our home? Why should we go with him?”

“Nothing. Forgetit. It's already midnight. Let's sleep, Aza,” and he invited his sister to enter their house.

Honestly speaking, the gyges elder had no idea what his disciple's first son meant. He was a child but the energy he had was very different.

Like a King, yet a boy in his eyes.

“Damn it! What kind of training is that?!” upset the first Prince while kicking the table in his dorm room.

The anger of the descendant of the Hydra King was only stared casually at the people who were one room with him.

Naturally he was angry, considering that almost half of his body had bruises due to fighting the crazed poisonous salamander.

“It seems, before getting out of here maybe we are dead,” Kers also glanced at his hand.

Injured. Untreated teachers in Hadesia. Although some become elftraz (healers) they are not willing to treat their students.

Only resting congratulations are echoed by the coaches there. It's really annoying to feel.

Moments later, Blerda awoke from her sleep. Pain in his body, forcing him out of the room. So that his steps continue to stay away from the dormitory in search of fresh air.

The more the footing continues, the more his body carried to the beautiful lake that became one of the best destinations in Hadesia.

But what he got was not calm. The cry of a child, about the same age, rested his forehead on one of the big trees on the edge of the lake.

So heartbreaking was his stuff, I don't know what happened but Blerda Sirena just silently looked at him.

Until finally the figure of the crybaby was melirkan said mother and father on the sidelines of tears. Maybe he misses both his parents.

“If you can not afford to go home,” without being able to stop the young figure of the siren also voiced. Maybe Blerda was careless, due to long enough to hear his cries.

Slowly, the boy turned around. Staring at him as a result of his words.

Jerked. Blerda. When he saw something terrible before his eyes. A boy but crushed his right face. Even his mouth was ripped apart while dripping blood onto his chin.

His body shook from the terrible spectacle. Unknowingly he ran towards her and held her arm.

“What happened? Why is your face smashed like this?”

But, still a soft stuffing was thrown from the mouth of the boy in front of him. Until finally they were surprised by a curse that resounded not far from there.

Without a doubt the boy pulled Blerda's hand and hid behind a boulder that was a good distance from the tree.

The longer the voice of the newcomer sounded familiar to Blerda, although occasionally his eyes glanced at the broken look of the boy next to him, but his focus was finally fixed on the two figures that surprised him.

Quisea Sirena and Solea Ganymede. Those two master teachers were the ones who appeared there.

However, two large packages covered with vines in their hands also seized the attention of the two children.

Until Solea also canceled his elftraz (healer) spell and began to show what the contents of the package in their hands.

The mutilated body.

That is the innate embodiment of both. Blerda stared in disbelief, shock and her body trembled violently watching everything.

Without a doubt the two master teachers stuffed the pieces of the corpses into the lake in front of them. While one of them laughed and the listener of my feathers stood looking at him.

“What is the life to?”

“Wah, it looks like the Lord of the lake will party yes,” kekeh Solea. The licking of the traces of blood on the hands, made Blerda want to vomit but silenced the figure next to her with her hands.

The boy shook his head so he wouldn't make a sound.

“If we were found out how?”

Quisea glanced at Solea who asked. “Don't ask anything if you already know what the answer is.”

“But that doesn't mean no one will run away, right?”

“There are illusions on the edge of the area, even wild creatures are also left to roam freely there. No one can escape from here but die,” finished saying that Quisea left his partner.

Making Solea stare at the woman's back while accompanied by the sound of slow breathing. Slowly followed his friend's steps, leaving the body pack left there.

While the two witnesses were still sitting trembling in their hideout. Blerda hugged her own body tightly due to the fear felt.

Didn't expect that the training ground that he went to turned out to be terrible like this.

“M-they, severely injured students,” he murmured.

And the boy next to her, just nodded at him. Slowly touching her broken face while grimacing in pain.

“Your face, is it possible that they did it?”

The boy shook his head. “Better you return. Because if you get caught, you might be in danger.”

“How can I come back? I don't even know what's really going on here! The bodies are disciples here! How could they die? Though I saw for myself that the kids were—”

“It's been two days.” Blerda was also shocked to hear it. “It's been two days they did that. I don't know what's going on, but one thing's for sure. They might be planning something in this place.”

The daughter of the siren also gulped down a coarse salivary hearing it. The cold sweat had clearly wetted his body.

Slowly, the boy beside her touched her shoulder. “Where is your dorm? I'll drop you off.”

“Itu—”

“Come!” take her with him while pulling Blerda's hand.

They also walked a very different path compared to before. It's like a forest and it smells weird around there.

It is quite dark even though there is a ray of the same light into their illumination. But honestly, it doesn't mean anything.

“What are you students here?” The boy also nodded. “Then who are you?”

There's no answer. Until finally they arrived near a large tree that was so shady in appearance.

“Come,” take the boy while climbing a tree in front of him. Honestly, Blerda was shocked. This road is so different. He felt like an intruder had gone in there. Passing the streets deserted with no lighting at all. “Which aisle?”

Blerda pointed to his right.

Soon they arrived at the entrance of the girl's dormitory. “Enter. Because soon there will be a master teacher who patrols.”

“How can you know?”

“Ignore that. Don't come out again. Because they won't hesitate to kill anyone who wanders around at night.”

“Wait!” intercept Blerda as the boy in front of her is about to leave.

“Who are you?”

“Thertera. My name is Thertera Aszeria.”

Then his figure ran in a hurry from there. Of course it invites question marks and worries Blerda Sirena. Given the condition of the child's face is not okay.

Looks like he has to figure it all out.