NOVPUBBefore she could move her feet, she felt the knife against her neck.
''speak, where is Zane?'' a demonic low-pitched voice asked.
''Please don't...k-kill me. I saw Margaret carrying him back to her tent but when I went in after her the tent was empty.'' tears filled her face and snot dripped down her nose. She regretted why she was still here, she could have just left after killing everybody, who made revenge blind her mind.
She begged, falling to her knees crying, she looked up and saw Cyra's face filled with disgust at her pathetic form.
Cyra slit her throat and walked to the biggest tent in the center. she got back her control but her mind was focused on finding Zane.
She recalled Zane's bunker and searched with no corner left on checked. passing behind an embryo fudge and saw sand on an upturned fur, she moved the fur away and saw a closed iron trapdoor.
Inside the bunker, Zane laid unconscious hooked with wires, with his blood flowing down through the wires filling up a big clay pot.
Zane's caramel skin had a deadly paleness to it. Margaret walked to him with a sharp knife- she tore his clothes open and lifted the knife about to remove his heart crystal. the knife tip pierced through his skin when she was interrupted by loud bangs.
''bang! bang! bang!''
Outside, Cyra punched the door rapidly trying to break it open, she felt anxious not caring about her bloody knuckles. She punched it, feeling it loosen a bit, and she increased her punches on it until it blasted open. Margaret who was near the door was thrown back, hitting her back on the wall.
Cyra climbed down the stairs in twos, her heart was beating fast feeling Zane was close. When she reached the last step, the sight in front of her made her blood freeze. suddenly a blind rage consumed her, who dared do this to her husband.
''cough...'' Cyra turned mechanically to the sound and saw Margaret getting up from the ground. But she turned back to Zane with the last semblance of control, she walked to the table where he was laid on and caressed his face gently.
She unhooked the wires from his body stopping the dripping blood. she removed the knife from his chest and pecked him on the lips.
''sorry I was late.'' After whispering an apology to him, she used her left hand to hold the hand trying to attack her from behind. it was like she had eyes at her back.
Margaret tried to free her hands but was stuck in an iron-like grip. Cyra tightens her grip, shattering Margaret's bones.
''ahhhh...'' Margaret's shrill screams filled the room, she felt her bones shatter and her hands fell limp to the side. Cyra looked at her cradling her hand with her face filled with tears and asked coldly,
''why?''
magret paused and burst out into strange laughter with tears of pain dripping from her eyes.
''hahaha...you ask me why? Of course for ultimate power... for eighteen good years, I have waited patiently to achieve my goal. why did you think you could stop....'' her voice was caught shot by a deafening painful scream.
"Ahhh...." She fell to the ground holding her chest in pain.
Under Cyra's foot was a small black monkey, Cyra pressed her foot hard, and the beast's head made a popping sound as it bled from its nose and ears.
''Please...stop..'' magret stretched her hand holding Cyra's foot. Cyra looked down at her.
''Tell me how to wake him,'' Cyra asked as she pressed on the beast's head making its eyes pop out but not enough to end it.
Margaret's mind flashed to when she first got the book. it was after she was sent to this land, that she wandered around in the desert with the people she was leading, they were walking hungry and dizzy from the heat. she recalled when she fell beside a rock from exhaustion.
The scanner in her hands blinked, signaling her of a strange life form. she dug around for the thing, hoping it was an edible plant. But she saw a fur in the shape of a box.
she unwrapped it, wrap from wrap and an ancient book was shown before her. She opened it carefully and there was a map drawn on it with letters she couldn't understand but from, the pictures she could get the whole story and with a strange seed in between the pages.
From then on, a strange greed for power consumed her and after seeing Zane the immortal, what she read became real with evidence before her.
But seeing Cyra's unforgiving eyes, she knows she won't have a chance of survival. Her heart consumed with hate, she laughed hysterically,
''There is no waking him unless you obtain the powers from the ancient ruins. hahaha...he is going to remain like this forever.''
''where is it?'' she asked with her eyes bloodshot- dragging Magret by the throat. magret continued laughing
''North Oasis.'' magert didn't tell her about the crystal key. she felt happy as Cyra snapped her throat.
