The decision

"Bro. I must say, your art work has improved over the years" as he said this Noah's gaze travelled to the pile of dead bodies which he arranged in a meticulous way, despite the disgusting smell he endured.

"Similar to arranging office files" he worded.

His gaze were on the bodies that were lying in a heap.

The next moment the bodies caught fire.

Tilting their neck they saw it was Ben.

Ben's outstretched fingers increased the fire intensity.

"It's really a pity, I only have two of our enemies in mind who could have done this." Liam said in gritted teeth.

Twenty minutes later, all the bodies has turned to ashes.

Ben turned his gaze at the remaining survivors.

They gasped in fear, feeling more traumatized, how can he set them ablaze like that?

One of them whimpered shakily.

" let's go" Ben's gaze was eerily as he walked away from them.

Liam tagged along lazily while Noah walked with seriousness.

The survivors couldn't help but think..' is our king that heartless, is he leaving us