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automatically glared at her. Nonetheless, my silent rage quickly dissipated and I was taken back by curiosity; no one had ever spoken such ancient language. It was the first time I ever hea

observed her from the corner of my eye, her gaze moved from the floor to the hyenas and she bit her lips, not from fear but I got the impression she wasn’t really scared of them. People like her, surrounded by mysteries might be trou

ed I would find enlightenment in his activity. “Today, we will have a game of hunt. It is less challenging using normal prey. So I decided to change

o me. “I was always fascinated by your abilities,” his hand touched my shoulder friendlily. “As punishment for always avoiding my parties, I would like you to show me your control ability. I he

me an opportunity to kill her. I gave him a playful tap on his shoulder then proceeded as the guard brought her. She didn't flinch nor scream she simply sto

ell anytime; she was supposed to be in a hazy state, unaware of what she was doing. “In a moment, I want you to put the blade through your hand. When I ask you to do that, I want you to remember the offence you just blurted. If you wanted to

thought she would be foolish enough to defy and buy a one-way ticket directly to death. However, she still made the blade touch her hand and in a swift movement, she pushed the blade through her flesh will

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didn't break, I wouldn't feel pain. I had to stab myself to prove I didn't have any oddity. I had to be brave and experience pain, my mind sent a wave of pain before even the blade touched my skin, like all those times I

. I gasped for air as her words came to mind. “Don't ever show what you are capable of. Conceal yourself and give your enemies the chance of a fake victory before striking.” I was immersed in my

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stening to his words, explaining the rules we had to follow; we had the short time of a burning stick to run for our lives. They would release the hyenas at the same time as nobles who would chase after us however th

er told me they were ghosts. Sister Dina was so caring. I hurt not only them but me as wel

k place would make me feel at peace. But why would I need one? It was like searching for my own coffin. If only had the dagger again, I would stab my heart giving me a painless death

reams resounded then died. What if I let them bite me like the one who died… Someone might survive because of it. The idea of their teeth cutting my skin made my throat dry. But if I had to die, I

idn't want to die. I peeked back and saw the face of the man I admired an hour ago. I had to hate him. He was the one who made my blood poisoned, I could have had a chance to escape if I had all my abilities. I was weak and pitiful.

eyes again, I was in a crematorium. A ser