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Nazeir is a mercenary, and a mutant called 'inquisitor'. He is returning from a long journey. When he was on his way back, he could feel something tense in the air. The Sorcerers have been found mining a dangerous crystal which could spread diseases, even destroy the entire world. The story is also available on RoyalRoad.

SchizoReader · Fantasy
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35 Chs

Earth, Life, Death II

The woman took a deep breath behind her rhino skull mask. Her breath jumps, her heart was beating fast, she took a deep breath and let it out. She did it so many times that her breath of shock disappeared.

"What happened?" the woman asked herself.

"What do you mean?"

The man in the armor asked again.

"I could feel his body weakening."

"Is that good?" the man did not give a single emotion, the face of the wall did not look interested.

"Certainly not!" The woman looked at the man in surprise from behind her mask. "I still don't understand you being like this. Why aren't you worried a bit?"

"I don't feel like turning into a manic just maybe."

"How dare you.. You actually think-"

"Of course I'm worried!" he said in a loud voice. "I'm worried. But I believe whoever this person is, he will continue to do his best."

The woman walked up to the man, her hands raised ready to slap him. She saw the man looking back at her, and her hands began to shake. She fell limp and sat beside the man and faced the fire.

The night still hasn't gone, the two of them can only be silent and wait. Sparks could be seen flying through the air, the woman watched them disappear.

"What do you think would happen?"

The man looked at the woman next to him.

"I wish only the best. For him, and you."

She glanced with a smile even though her red lips could only be seen.

The man didn't smiled back at the girl, and the two looked back at the fire. Her head rested on the man's shoulder, and everything returned to its origin.