Death Games
Capricorns

“Hey, I'm a little older than you,” sidelines Kers.

“Check Blerda. We've come a long way. Don't you feel sorry for us? I'm really hungry,” Aza is still acting like a bitch.

“Capricorn.”

Jerked. The two siren chief guests gasped. They didn't expect to hear that name there. Slowly, smoke billowed around them, whispering a cold sensation as if wanting to injure each other's skin.

Horns like goats. Red eyes and a straight body. Whether it was a woman or a man himself, the two figures did not know except to just silently stare at his appearance.

“We're like hungry.”

Just imagine, just by making a sound, the fur sat both men in front of the young girl immediately stood up. Such was the pressure of Blerda Sirena who was feared as one of the worst leaders.

Not even for a minute, a luxurious dish was plastered in front of Kers and Aza. Shamelessly the serpent leader took the fruit basket in front of him and ate his grapes.

The other is Aza. His mouth was busy chewing meat. I don't know what animal he belongs to doesn't care because it tastes good.

“Appua aumu au alau awaanmu reri to awaan erlarrang?”

“Eat or talk?” blerda's brief question made Kers immediately swallow the grapes in his mouth.

“Do you know that your subordinates go to the forbidden area?” repeat Kers with a clearer sentence now.

“Who?” the girl narrowed her eyes.

“Gilles, Sidag, and Draco. Of course there were Empusa Elders as well as other higher ups and nobles,” Aza chimed in.

“Then?”

The two men were silent for a moment.

“Well, inevitably I kill the people of my people and Kers kills Draco of your people.”

Slowly, the siren leader tilted his face. “Only that?”

“Only that?” Kers imitated his tone. “You did not forget that the place should not be visited?”

“And you guys went there right?”

“Of course it's because your people and also the empusa infiltrated there.”

But, it was precisely the faint smile that the woman emitted to the King in front of her. “And you killed my subordinates.”

“He deserves it. He wants to resurrect the medusa, Blerda. The Curse of the Gods. Can you imagine how crazy your subordinates are?” Aza just silently listened to the debate next to her. “No, or maybe you also planned that?” Kers chuckled softly.

“Medusa. The priest cursed by the gods. So, on what basis do I want to get involved with him?”

No one answered. The empusa official was still busy eating his dishes. In contrast to the faceless Kers casually looked at the woman in front of him.

Slowly laughter resounded on his lips. “Entahlah. If I knew, there was no point in asking. After all, who can know the content of your thoughts? Pure nobles who lie to the nations. I've always wondered what your real purpose is.”

Aza Ergo glanced at Kers who spoke. Even if the mouth continues to chew, but the look in his eyes does not imply curiosity. More like not hearing his chatter.

“You don't even look like Aza. So, why did you lie to them all?” kers continued to him. The question is, obviously trying to corner Blerda. But the young girl remained graceful in her stature.

It was true, a figure who rarely displayed any expression except a suppressing aura, would be very inviting question marks.

“Hadesia is dead. There's no point in talking about that here. Capricon,” call him suddenly. “Looks, our guest needs a break,” finished saying he left them.

Not saying anything, even a glance to say goodbye was not reflected in his expression.

“All right, now how should we? The Queen closed her ears,” Kers laughed softly. Followed by the steps of the soul Scodeaz (controller) care Blerda, although his hand still holding a golden bowl containing fruits.

And in a different place, Aza Ergo's comrades were laying down her body. This is really a very big room. Not just a resting place, too luxurious to be occupied by them.

The figures that could be said to be living in poverty except Reve Nel Keres and Horusca were of course fascinated by him. 

“Yes, you're right. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to be the leaders of the nations?”

“But there is one that makes me curious. What abilities did the woman use? Did you hear that the Hydra King called the devil back then?”

“Entahlah. Even if I come from the siren, Queen Blerda's ability is not something common to talk about. Except rumor has it that he's one of the best students in Hadesia.”

“Hadesia, I just heard the rumors. Cruel training for the best figures of the entire nation. Am I right?” doxia asked as she glanced at Horusca.

The red-haired young man just looked at himself calmly. “I don't know. Please ask Aza Ergo.”

“Mr Aza?” Toz looked in wonder.

“She was one of the disciples of Hadesia.”

“Really? I became curious as to what Hadesia training was like,” Toz was busy imagining. Is it possible like the martial arts training he had seen in the human world? Himself imaginary.

Different from Reve. His hands were busy gently stroking Near's neck. A sign of affection for your only pet.

“Reve, is it just me or are you not excited?” ask Riz suddenly. The blackish-blue haired youth only glanced at him.

“This makes me tired.”

“What?”

“Everything.”

Riz was silent for a moment. “What is possible, you want to quickly get to your destination?”

“Not really. I just feel like something's missing.”

“Something is missing? What?”

“Entah.”

Riz was confused to see his partner. Honestly the figure of Reve who was and is now somewhat different. Sometimes he was still arrogant and strange, but at this time his figure was too lackluster.

It is as if you do not have the energy to enjoy life. I don't know what's weighing on him, his partner doesn't know.

But in a different place, a young girl stared in disbelief. On the condition of his friend or figure who became part of him.

Bleria.

He was angry to see Gilles' condition was not okay. Both of his hands have been severed and not treated. Because after all, the figure of the elftraz (healer) their comrade had died at the hands of Aza Ergo before.

Even now, not far nearby had stood the sturdy tomb of a noble from the siren.

Draco, former gatekeeper in Hadesia. Although his figure never knew what really happened in the cruel training. And now, the body has been buried as it should. Sidag is his younger brother.

Even Cobra, also tried to encourage him. Still do not expect, if their many colleagues died at the hands of two madmen belonging to empusa or hydra.

In the time that continued, dew began to wet the surroundings. The fresh sensation greeted the consciousness of some souls. And the roar of the birds deafened the ears of his hearers.

Aza's colleagues woke up in his sleep. But quite surprising, because at one of the large tables on the edge of the room has presented luxurious dishes. So tempting the eyes of the audience, as well as funny because Near the snake has jumped first to eat the meat of his dreams.

Truly an animal that knows itself of the pleasures of the world.

“Ingin pick me up?” Aza muttering. He followed Capricon into Hydragel Kers' room.

Not yet had the door knocked on the figure was already out showing off his face. “Sweet once.”

“What?”

“Autputku.” Aza Ergo ignored him and walked over first. “Oh yes, you know Aza? Revtel already knew I was leaving.” Suddenly the footsteps of the empusa official came to a halt and turned to him. “Don't look at me that way. After all, he won't be here.”

Heard him the young man continued his steps. Making Kers chuckle just by watching his back.