There was this grin that plastered on Decratic’s lips when he watched the sky. His red eyes penetrated the darkness of the forest of the Untouchable Land, where most of the monsters from all over the continent had gathered there, feeling the strong power from a certain creature within the deep of this forest.
The grin morphed into a full blown excitement as he closed his eyes, as if he could feel something in the air.
On the side, Zeke was waiting for him with a great news too. But, he didn’t dare to disturb his master, until Decratic addressed him himself.
"Don’t you think tonight is a very beautiful night?" Decratic asked, as if he was singing. His mood was so bright, a stark contrast of the carcasses beneath his feet. The dead bodies of the people from the Celestial Moon packs.
Their alpha had been away for long and it was easy to control the pack member without their strong pillar here. Because of the constant attack from the monsters, this pack was rather isolated from the outside world and they knew nothing, but to fight the monster.
Therefore, they were an easy prey for Zeke... a sacrifice that was necessary to ample his master’s power.
"Yes, my lord. This is a beautiful night indeed..." Zeke replied solemnly.
"The night will only get more beautiful than this." Decratic sighed with feeling. He was smiling more often recently, as everything went the way he wanted it to be.
A slow pain was way more thrilling than a quick one, that was why torturing was way more exciting than killing them right away.
Even Cane knew that simple thing and that was his method to punish his enemy. A slow death. A slow pain. A deep wound. Gave them hope and then crushed it...
Tasted the despair, anguish and the pain from them when they realized their little hope was nothing, but illusion.
Let them think the victory was within their grasp, but then snatched it away.
It was so funny to see all of them, those insignificant creatures, who walked in this realm, was played within his palm.
"My lord. Our people will arrive within two weeks from now. It will be an honor for them if you were willing to greet the worshipers. They have been waiting for your resurrection for a long time. We have never lost our faith on you..." Zeke said, he glanced at the dark cave. Dexter had been inside for almost a month. It was the time for him to come out and as a father, he couldn’t be more proud of his son to be handpicked by Decratic himself. It was a great honor...
Only if Cyan was not that stupid, she would be able to snatch an important position like her brother. What a pity she had to die. What a waste...
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