NOVPUBCyra's eyes opened, and her heart skipped a beat. she felt something was wrong with Zane, she felt his soul string getting dimmer.
She went through her inner clothing, and brought out a rolled-up fur, opening it with shaking hands and unfolded a tiny clay bottle. She held it to her mouth and used her free hand to straighten her broken bone in place.
She didn't let out a scream already used to broken bones and pain. she swallowed the pain down, scurrying forward not waiting for the blood to heal her, her mind was screaming for her to go to Zane.
Her fast walk turned into a full-blown run, her heart kept beating hard in her chest.
''please be safe,'' she muttered to herself as she flipped on top of the catamel.
hitting its stomach to speed up, she felt through the soul string and saw it was getting dimmer, her heart sank, and hurried through the desert.
reaching the entrance she dropped down while the catamel was still moving, she saw everywhere was filled with blood, torn flesh, and laughing women. She paid them no heed and ran towards the tent shouting for Zane.
''Zane! Zane!'' her loud shouts attracted the partying women that surrounded a campfire roasting meats.
'''Go check if it's that bitch Magret.'' their leader sent two women out. she was still furious, where did that woman hide. she will cut her limb from limb and let her watch while she ate her alive. Her heart filled with hatred, she thought of the women she wasted on this hunt- from sixty down to thirty.
She felt pain in her lungs when she thought about the missing culprit of all this. She sighed, at least she could store them up for food in the future, it wouldn't be a waste, her mind returned to the present and she waited for the people she sent out to return, after some minutes passed, seeing the people she sent out didn't return, she became impatient and stood up about to check but froze in her tracks when she saw a red-haired woman holding a severed head dripping with blood with her right and a bloody bone sword in her left.
she became cautious, there was a dead silence in their mist as the joking women became tense. Cyra threw the head on the ground and it rolled coincidentally, stopping at the leader's feet.
''Someone answer me, where is Zane? Or I will kill every last one of you.'' her voice was deadly calm hiding a crazy rage within. the women laughed thinking she was crazy, they are thirty of them and she was one person. but their leader felt like a dangerous beast was standing in front of her. She shook her head from her fearful thought and regained confidence in their numbers.
Cyra was trying to hold her sanity when she felt Zane's soul string weaken further almost at the edge of disappearing and these women were getting on her patience. her tightened grip on the bone knife, formed tiny web-like cracks on it.
she walked forward to the laughing women and swung her knife to a woman closer to her, her head dropped with her eyes still open in disbelief and blood sprayed on the woman next to her.
The laughter stopped and angry roars filled the air as the women attacked her. Cyra felt her mind shut down as if she was in a back seat inside her body.
A strange laughter broke out from her lips. ''kekeke...'' she went through them in a blur of speed, cutting them down like bugs, she watched herself cut someone from the waist down, organs spilled out and blood was swallowed by the black sand leaving no trace.
Some women tried to escape from this demon but they were cut down, Cyra watched with an indifferent state as she slaughtered these women.
Some of them wanted to summon their beast but the pierced through the heart before they could. The floors were littered with organs, brain matter, and served limb with women's eyes wide open in horror.
The leader saw her women going from thirty down to five making her the fifth and just in five minutes. Everything happened in a flash, she was turned on her heels to escape she had given up the will to fight even summoning her beast was thrown out of her mind.
