Thorn of Darkness

blood and his mouth and nose were covered by a silver iron mask. For a split second people in the bar looked at him with respect and fear

e extended his hand towards Abban's cloak, Abban turned around and took out Keen's sword which was hanging to his right hip, and sliced Keen's right hand with one strike. Keen fell on the ground, screaming in pain and punching the ground in anger "Try to stop me again and you'll lose your life." Abban cleans Keen's sword on his back and then throws the sword away. No one seemed to care about it they continued playing cards and drinking alcohol. It was normal in the Djinn Domain. Killing wasn't considered a crime unless you kill a Prodigy or A Djinn. Humans were just a source of food for Djinns. Abban walks out of the bar. It was night; Abban walked on the s

the door after they closed it. He looked around and found a tree near the house, he jumped and kicked the tree to throw himself in the other direction and then kicked the wall to throw him further up the tree. When he could see the roof clearly, he jumped from the tree to the roof. The door of the staircase was locked with a metal chain. Abban took out a knife and sliced through the chain, the slice was so perfect that even the chain didn't know it was cut until Abban busted it open. He sneaked into the house throw the stairs. Down the stairs, Ivar was sitting around a dining table, along with his daughter Anny, a little boy probably his son, and a woman who seemed to be his wife. "Anny, how is your training going?" The man asks, "You are taking lessons, right?" Anny takes a bite from her bread, "No, I tried but I got hurt three times so Mom canceled the lessons." Ivar stared at Anny's mom, "Jerri,--" Jerri looked a

ipped her wrist, and pulled her up, "You are soft, and I can sell her to some restaurant." Anny crying but, not making a sound or struggling to run, she knew Hellborns were just too strong for her to deal with. "Okay, I will tell you everything please let her go." Ivar shouted Abban let go of her wrist, and she fell to the ground. "You said; you will send Djinns and Prodigy users back to where they came from, what does that mean? Are you saying there was a time when humans lived on this planet alone?" Abban sat on the chair next to Ivar "Stop crying and sit properly on the chair," Abban said to Anny with a cold and heavy voice, "You too." Ivar sat down on the chair, Anny still crying but slowly stood up and sat down on a chair, "Yes, there was a time when humans were the strongest species and ruled the world." Abban took his gloves off and then he took his mask off. Both hands hand scarred and he was missing a finger from his left hand. Ivar's eyes filled with not just fear but dread, he started shaking with fear, "You are Abban--" He stuttered, "No way, you are the youngest Hellborn and still have most kills to your name, in the Soliden army people die of heart attack if they even so much hear about you." Abban had made a reputation even among the Soliden army, Hellborns, and even Djinns for his cruelty and ruthless torturing ways. "Please don't kill us I will tell you everything." Cracking a Soliden was difficult but, Abban's name was enough to give them all the information about the Soliden army. "There was a time when humans lived alone on this planet, Djinns and Prodigy user

dn't utter a word; he was clever enough to not make Abban mad. But giving her daughter to a demon like him was difficult as well, "Deal, you won't hurt my daughter and I'll do my best to arrange that meeting." Abban grabbed her from the waist; she was so small that he picked her up like a doll in his right arm. Ivar's eyes were shouting to her daughter Stay strong. Don't cry. Never cry. He still wanted to beg Abban to let his daughter go, b