Chapter # 8

Zadicus was sitting on top of the royal palace, scrutinizing the scenario aesthetically pleasing to his desires, smirking atrociously while staring at the ravage taking place.

He died to see this sight, their condition similar to his heart’s.

“My Liege,” A voice called, his Number 2, dragging him out from his rhythm of joy.

He hummed, motioning her to continue and she informed about the death of number 10 which made her vexed to think how they could survive until the final act.

“Kriss Emmett has killed Walter.”

His smirk grew wider, anticipating it, “I see…”

Looking up at the Moon, he spoke to himself, wallowing in the sight, waiting to see what it might take for Kriss to realize.

“Let’s see how many commanders you can kill before you figure out my true plan, Kriss.”

Meanwhile among the army, a wave of exhilaration evoked, cheering to know their Prince is on their side and nothing could harm them anymore.

“His Highness has killed commander number 10!” They cheered, their faith st