Lea, The Story of the Magus of the Casiopea Continent
That bat

"You !" pekikku.

   I was really scared when the reality was in plain sight and explained that the man who collided with me was the green eye I saw the other day in the dead-end hallway of Scorpio City. 

   Yes, it was the green eyes that sliced through Mr. Shaakir El-Bacchus' chest that night. There's no way I've gotten the wrong eye.

"Take me off ! I can...!" my heart stopped beating. He held my hand.

   The man's hand was so cold when he touched my arm, it seemed to be trying to help me to stand up. But I am not concerned with the deception of dracula, as the old man said.

   I really don't even care about the fierce dog chasing me. The source of my fear now was her green eyes with a cold body, which I suspected was a dracula. I recorded those two things well in my heart.

“She has green eyes and her body is cold like it has no life”

"I'm sorry, but I really have to go" said I shook off the hand of the man who still held tightly to my hand, still pretending to be polite.

    I was really scared. My guess is that this handsome guy is some kind of dracula or whatever. His cold hands like a corpse proved that he was not a mortal like humans in general.

   The night began to creep, the sky looked black as ink and I was engulfed in despair. I didn't even notice when the green-eyed man stopped the barking dog salute with just one look.

   My chest was pounding, sounding like a drum hammering, full of thoughts filling my mind. While the green-eyed man I heard kept following me away. The sound of the sole of his shoes resounded, making my roman fur goosebumps. But I try to stay strong by walking fast.

   The road I was walking through in a hurry was getting quieter. Even if I look at other people, they're nothing more than bums who start tellers with cheap alcohol. Well living in poverty, sometimes make people immerse themselves in alcoholism and forget the trouble of goods for a moment.

   My eyes heard the flapping of wings, from a distance, rhyming, 'plaque - plaque - plaque' seemed to be heading towards my head. I wanted to scream but my lips felt dull

   I suspect that the flapping sound of the wings came from a bird-like creature, or perhaps the flapping of a bat's wings.

"Wait a minute.. 

The bats?" I ask in my heart, now getting dissolved in panic.

"If it's true it's the flapping sound of bat wings, it means that my guess has been true all along..

   He's really mr dracula"

   I couldn't help but scream out loud, this time my voice sounded shrill..

   I ran quickly, not caring anymore about any object that was blocking in front of me, all I hit carelessly. But the sound of the creature's wings felt closer. I imagined when my neck was poked with two canines, and then I died...

"I don't want to die yet !"

   I don't know where my power comes from - well I haven't told you that, sometimes I feel like I'm capable of doing something, just by wanting or concentrating my concentration. Sometimes I can move a glass, for example, just by trying to concentrate for a long time. I thought this might be my bloodline ability as a descendant of the Han Tribe of the Hydra Country. Well .. Although I admit, I always try to deny that I am a descendant of the Hydra Nation, the Han People.

   I heard the flapping sound of the wings getting closer above my head, about two meters above my head. Instantly my head felt smoothed, cramping and thick. Like my head feels like the body of a person who is injected with a taste bud liquid. 

   I know from old people's stories, if you walk in a quiet place and you feel your head is big without knowing the cause, it's a sign that there are beings or demons who are secretly close and targeting you.

   In my fear, I screamed loudly..

"Go ! I don't want to die"

   I turned around and struck recklessly in the direction I thought the bat was preparing to suck up all my blood

Duars ! I didn't realize I was throwing out a fire that exploded hard enough.

"For God's sake..

   Lea, is that you?" I was still in a trance when suddenly Mr. Shaakir El-Bacchus appeared and calmed me down.

"Lea!. Your name is Lea, right? The girl who helped me when misfortune hit me in Scorpio City" Shaakir El-Bacchus' voice made me realize..

   Long we were silent, when the torch in the hand of Mr. Shaakir was brought near to me, then Mr. Shaakir asked.

"Lea.. are you a firebender?

   I mean you're an elementalist?" mr. Shaakir's eyes shone in an overflow of excitement. But what I care about right now is, going all the way from this lonely road, avoiding the bat creature or dracula.

Seriate.

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