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Prologue: The Entrance Toward Tainted Oblivion
“Lady Heartwell.”
I pulled the reins of the shadowed horse I rode upon, my eyes slowly opening to take in the vast field of opposing creatures who were anxiously waiting for our arrival.
Their deformed appearances matched with their odd auras immediately told me these weren’t demons from our valley.
They didn’t even resonate with the dead.
“Looks like Baker decided to send a mini army of his own experiments to clear the way,” I calmly voiced while Zasper disembarked off his shadowed beast, which immediately fizzled out into nothing but black ember flakes.
He walked to my right side, taking the reins to lead the horse forward. The rest of the fleet —and our squirming prisoner —had no choice but to remain where they stood.
There had to be at least one thousand creatures standing a few feet from us. It was like a sea of black as they swayed from side to side almost hypnotically.
Their combined energy was thick, suffocating if we dared to approach too closely into their orbit of oblivion, but I didn’t have the intention of moving much further.
This was honestly just wasting my precious time to return to my king.
"You thought you were going to find this crown or whatever like it’s a piece of cake.”
It took me a few more seconds to turn my head toward the chained woman in. My eyes landed on Laura, who was riddled with scratches, cuts, bruises, and marks from whatever else had harmed her while she was dragged by the rest of the fleet.
They paid her no mind as they sat ready to go into battle —which I genuinely appreciated —but I didn’t have the intention of letting them face such a tainted group of beings.
Since it had been a while since my tortured days, I couldn’t really grasp how dangerous Baker’s experiments gone wrong were in comparison to the average ruthless shifter.
The fact that there were so many confirmed he’d been kidnapping and using shifters for his diabolical plans in the shadows, which only heightened his threat to the shifter population outside of the valley.
If he can casually send one thousand failed experiments here, either he’s desperate to claim Demon Valley as his, or he wants to give us a taste of what he has hidden behind closed doors in that laboratory of his.
"You can’t outsmart Baker. He’s going to get rid of all of you and these stupid dolls you’ve attempted to make into some illusion of knights!”
“You talk so much,” I complained and decided to meet her narrowed eyes with a look of utter boredom.
The mere sight made her flinch as if she was expecting me to do something wild like slicing her throat again —which would be fun but a waste of time and energy —but instead, I glanced over to Zachery, Zion, and Zane.
“How lethal do you think those creatures are?”
“They could probably execute the average shifter in ten seconds or less,” Zackery announced.
“They emit an energy that projects intense starvation, Lady Heartwell,” Zion revealed. “They’ve been starved as a way of torture.”
“The intention was surely to feast off the demons of the valley to test out the theory of respawning,” Zane contributed.
“Well, we should test that theory, don’t you think?” The corners of my lips began to rise while I returned my taunting gaze to Laura just to enjoy the rise of fear that flickered in her eyes, which further widened.
"I-I-I’m not afraid. You’re not going to do shit! Baker could arrive at any moment and save me.”
“If you still believe such a man cares about your existence, I pity you,” Zasper muttered in disdain while he slowly shook his head. “Your orders, Lady Heartwell.”
“Throw Goldibitch in there. I want a glimpse of what they can do,” I encouraged and actually laughed at the way Laura’s face paled.
“Y-You can’t do this!”
“Why not?” I asked as Zeke and Zavier immediately tugged at her chained collar, which encouraged her body to slam into the desolate dirt before she was dragged. “Last time I checked, I’m the captor and you’re my lovely captive. I earned the right to have you as my everlasting pet. You should be grateful, honestly.”
“Why…bleh…should I be grateful?! You don’t know what whom you’re dealing with!” she spluttered while attempting to avoid getting dirt in her mouth.
