The Tunnels

I watched how Hunter moved a lightning speed as he rushed towards Quintus who was shocked at his sudden attack the traitor flew down the cliff with his eyes fixed on Hunter, as if taunting my husband about how he killed Treyton in front of us.

Then it was followed by a sickening thud as Quintus’ body perforated by the sharp pointed rocks, six hundred meters below where the violent waves of the ocean washed him away.

[Hunter your brother—-]

Hunter’s shoulders drooped in grief as he looked down the cliff. He stayed there for minutes until he moved and started to walk towards me.

[He’s gone, Cassandra. There is no way he would survive that fall. We have to go back.] He uttered in a flat tone and I knew he only behaved like that when he tried to mask that intense grief he felt, just like when Sir Brochan died.

[His body is not on the rocks, Hunter! Maybe he managed to survive!] I cried to him but he just gave me one angry look, his eyes crimson red as the MIdnight City burned brightly beh