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CHAPTER 50
“Kirk, you bastard!”
The resounding scream of the grand duke of the Nether World stopped every movement inside the open arena. The tension arose when the surrounding area flashed with darkness as if in a split second, the entire island succumbed to the oblivion of shadow – hiding the sun away.
Headmaster Kirk, who was slumped on his seat while his drooping eyes stared at the largest monitor, straightened from his as if he was being caught in act.
The familiar darkness that made him shiver was enough information to know who was standing behind his seat – emitting a deadly intent to murder anyone especially him. Like a doll that lost his capability to be flexible , Headmaster Kirk quivered as he took a peek who was behind his chair only to stumble back. He fell into the floor with a loud thud while losing all the colors of his face.
“Z-Zel, my friend.” The headmaster of the prestigious Transylvania Academy attached his miserab
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Maleficent cracked a grin. Blood oozed from her forehead as her black hair scattered around her. A pair of glowing green eyes shifted from Damon the Prideful to Angelo the Faithful. She muttered under her breath in tight-lock jaws. “Fucking perfect timing you got, son of Lucifer.”It is so perfect that you ruined my surprise attack on time as if you knew what I planned to do—as if you do not want me to use the slaughter butterflies. Ha! You surely know the right buttons to push to make me seethe.“What can I say? Timing is my middle name.”Angelo, who was calmly walking towards them, clicked his tongue as if it dissatisfied him with Damon’s sudden appearance. “The daughter of Beelzebub is mine to catch, that I am warning you, son of Lucifer.”“Ha! You speak as if you already caught me.” Cent tilted her head to the side. Her face, though blooded,
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Maleficent turned into a hundred black butterflies – escaping the onslaught of the deadly feather with only a hair breadth away. The flutters of the butterflies welcomed the wide-eyed angel. He had to swerve his body in order to avoid hitting the solid Willow tree instead. Angelo followed the flock of pure black butterflies that flew together like a shadow, leaving a trail of green flames. When the butterflies created enough safe distance against Angelo, Maleficent’s image materialized in the center of the slaughter butterflies she commanded. Damon let out a whistle. “Show me, Halfling. Show me what you meant by the words you said to me that night. Give me the results of your efforts.” His flame-red eyes shone like magma as he stared at the first person who ever piqued his interest. For the first time after many centuries, Damon wanted to defeat someone more than anyone else – and only Maleficent could give him that interest. Staring at the woman
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A dark cluster of clouds covered the glistening sun. The temperature dropped around the eerily silent swamp. Two beings remained floating midair as the flutters of the slaughter butterflies were the only sound that could be heard in the dampened area. “At least we got the flag, right?” Damon turned to Maleficent, who was still staring at the exact spot where Angelo was once floating. Now, not even a hair was left of him. Maleficent did not bother to look at him which erased the smile plastered on his face. “You are scared to be investigated,” Damon concluded. He floated to face her. His eyes widened for a fraction of a second when he saw her tear-stricken face. Damon’s curiosity-laden feelings urged him to move his right hand. As if in trance, he reached out for her wet cheeks, a pair of glaring emerald gems stopped him from doing so. “You don’t have to make sure that I won’t run. I will go with those benevolent knights anyway.”
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Using the teleportation magic, all participants teleported back to the arena while in the middle of the Tri-world Tournament. Among them were Maleficent and her team – Apollo Sky and Damon. Due to the sudden interruption and announcement, their team was only able to get one flag from another team, Sylvia’s team. Scanning her surrounding the moment she went back to the arena, the first thing she noticed was the anomaly of the shadows that lurked in the opened arena. For something so opened, the clusters of shadows were tripled. Maleficent’s question was answered right after hearing the familiar voice of her father. “Maleficent!” Turning her head to the direction of the source of the voice, Maleficent beamed after seeing her father racing past the headmaster. The next thing she knew, she was engulfed with a mind-boggling hug from her father. “Dad? It is not like I am going to die there. You haven’t seen my fight with the angel, right?” The muffled
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Clad in flannel pajamas that said ‘screw the rules’ at the front, toes buried by the darkness of the cell twiddled. Bread and corn soup laid untouched on the table set for her as a pair of glowing emeralds shone brighter when surrounded by the shade of black which engulfed the entirety of the four corners of her personal brand of the dungeon experience.Maleficent crossed her arms before her while she leaned back to the cold bricks of the wall. Staring nothing for three days and three nights now if her count was right, her horns scratched the walls – creating a screeching sound, igniting fire-like friction from the tip of her horns onto the wall.Really. What is that man doing all these times to make it three days without reporting to me? Cent grumbled in her thoughts.The familiar heavy footsteps resonated inside the dungeon. On instinct, Cent’s attention turned to the iron bars at her le
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“Please, Miss Maleficent,” said Headmaster Kirk. He was groveling in front of Maleficent. The only thing separating them was the wall made of dozens of iron bars. Litters of sweat-soaked the cravat of the man who looked not older than thirty years old. His hands gripped the iron bars as he nudged his face against them, not minding the pricks of electricity wracking his body. Lost in his misery, he stopped minding the spell attached to the iron bars or the wielded connection for some iron bars. His tear-stricken eyes were only pinned to the person before him – the only salvation of his misery.In front of him, standing on the other side of the room, was a straight-faced Halfling.“Headmaster Kirk, you know very well I can’t do that.” Cent turned around. She plopped her body to the small bed, sitting at the edge of her bed while crossing her pajama-covered legs. Opening her arms, Cent grinned at the kneeling
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