Ali sat there comfortably on the soft couch; the smell of blood didn't bother him at all.
'Tomorrow I have to go to the Slave market, check it out. Then give a visit to the Magic Tower, see if I could change their mind or reach a different solution. Finally, I have to make sure the Viscount marches the day after tomorrow; his bastard son should be more than enough to get him out of the city. That leaves one problem, the demon in the church… What to do with that….', Ali contemplated multiple ideas but couldn't choose one.
While he stared at the ceiling, all the demi-humans gathered and stood before him, looking at Ali with lost eyes that were satisfied in a dark kind of way; revenge always did give a certain level of satisfaction.
SLAM
Their heads turned to the doors that slammed shut on their own, and they could hear the locks of the door turn, locking the doors.
"You're all going to stay here for the next three days, no leaving the brothel no matter what.", Ali said without looking at them. 'If I don't look, then I won't do something stupid…', he was fighting another battle of his own at the moment.
"What after? What happens after three days, what do you want in return?", the young cat-girl asked with the whip still in her hand; it was all bloodied now.
"What after? Well, after I take the city, then I will send everyone of you to a demi-human village to the south where you will live for as long as you want; it's a safe haven for demi-humans, good for you all to heal and move on…", Ali stood up, and they all stared at him.
"Who are you?", the cat-girl asked, looking at Ali with very different eyes than before; he was practically glowing to them now, he was their knight in shining armour even if he was human.
"Name's Ali…", he answered as he walked away from the locked doors, "And if you hear three knocks, listen closely to who it is, open the door for a pair of demi-human girls, Bona and Liza. Make sure you smell their scent before letting them in…", Ali said as suddenly he stepped through a black portal that opened up before him.
"WAIT—", the cat-girl shouted and reached for Ali, but the portal closed and he was gone already….
"I can't believe it…Are we actually free?", one of the girls said out loud.
"Yes, yes, we are…", the cat-girl answered, "Now let's start barricading the doors and clean up the corpses, throw them in the basement. Also, gather all our food to see how long we can last. And go to that bitch's room, take out anything of value…", she started ordering them, taking charge of the girls even though she was much younger.
The girls started moving quickly except for one of the young demi-humans who just stood there, "What's wrong?", the cat-girl asked.
"I know who he is!", she said, and the girls around stopped and looked at her.
"I heard one of the humans talk about him outside, Ali. He's a baron south of here who's at war with the Viscount. They say he has dragons…", she said, and all the girls started whispering, excitement in their eyes as their hope for the future grew.
Two hundred metres away from the brothel, a portal opened up on a roof, and Ali walked out, "Two hundred metres now. The effects of Shadow's growth are showing", Ali said, but then his attention went to the sound of hurried footsteps. They were uncoordinated and sloppy, not the run of a normal person.
Ali vanished from the roof and rushed to the source of the sound. In two seconds, he crossed five roofs and stopped at the edge of a house's roof where he looked down at a young girl with sky-blue hair leaning on the lamp of the street before she pushed herself off and staggered into the alley just under Ali.
Her face was covered in dried blood, and she was limping from a hole in her right leg. Her clothes were shredded, and her left arm had two deep knife cuts that went as far as showing bone.
'This kid, I know her…', Ali thought as he searched his memory for a matching face.
'I…I remember, I kidnapped the kid. She's Gunther's sister. The twins, right…Why is she in this state, and her brother isn't around? He's probably even more jacked up or dead if his sister is hurt like that and alone.', Ali thought as he took one step forward and dropped straight down.
LAND
The young teen suddenly hit something hard and fell down on her backside, looking up at the large man before her with her uninjured hand immediately shooting up, and the air in the alley turned chilly instantly.
She looked up further to see Ali's face, and her eyes widened. She recognised him right away…
'She can control temperature?', Ali thought as the air turned zero degrees out of nowhere.
"Kid, where is your brother, and what happened to you? Who and what are you running from?", Ali said as he crouched down to her, and she lowered her hand. She remembered Ali causing her pain before, but right now, he was someone she recognised, and that was invaluable to her.
"AAH HA OOH UH AH", she opened her mouth, but all that came out was an awkward noise.
'I remember she was slow but not like this…Being a naturally born serial killer doesn't hinder speech.', Ali thought, but then he heard a gurgling noise from her throat and saw her choke a little while trying to say something.
'I know that noise…', Ali thought as he grabbed her chin and put her thumb in her mouth, forcing her to open up. That's when he saw it…
She was missing her tongue, but not just missing. 'It's cut off, and roughly too. I'm sure it bled a ton when it was cut off…', Ali thought, looking at the gruesome, closed-up wound at the back of her mouth.
"Can you write?", Ali asked, looking into her sky-blue eyes.
NOD NOD NOD
She nodded immediately, and Ali smashed his hand into the brick road. From the small rubble, he took out a sharp stone and handed it to her.
"On the wall", Ali said, pointing at the wall next to them where she could scribble on the wall using the sharp stone.
She understood and crawled there, where she raised her hand and started drawing. She started drawing three pretty good images and wrote under each one.
While she scribbled, Ali had cut off some of his clothes and wrapped them around the hole on her leg before he dressed up the cuts on her arm and wrapped them up. 'Let me try…', Ali thought as he put his hand on her arm and focused on the Force.
Using the Force, he sensed the inside of her body and saw the damage from the cuts and wound. Then he used the Force to close the cuts as much as he could and push blood flow to those areas so she could heal up faster.
'Pain doesn't faze her…', Ali thought as he saw how the kid just kept drawing even though he knew what he had just done would make a grown man cry.
"Kid, can you check your interface and see your brother on the map?", Ali asked, and she just looked at him before going back to drawing.
"Just think of the word 'interface', and then think of the word map, then think of Gunther. Is there a glowing dot?", Ali tried again, but she simply looked at him a little longer before going back to drawing without a reply.
'Dealing with her tonight wasn't on my list of things to do…I could have been fucking hot demi-human women, but here I am…', Ali thought as he looked at the three images that she was drawing simultaneously.
Two minutes later, she finished up, and Ali looked over her work. "The church", Ali looked at the first image of the True Flame church near the city centre. Under it, she wrote 'Go There'.
The second drawing was of a man, a tall, lean man with his hands behind his back and his eyes closed in a slithery type of way. He had a large torch necklace hanging from his neck and was wearing long robes of the True Flame.
'Monster', Ali read the word under the priest. 'So he is the demon…the twins fell into his hands', Ali thought as he looked at the third drawing.
She drew a staircase that led to a cage, and within the bars was the body of a boy hanging from the roof with meat hooks stabbed into his body. He looked like butchered meat hanging in a butcher's shop.
"Brother", Ali read this out loud, and she nodded. "Sigh", Ali sighed as he understood what the kid wanted from him right now.
STEP STEP STEP
He didn't react as suddenly he heard light uniform footsteps near the alley. The footsteps had started out of nowhere, like someone teleported here and started walking…
Then at the entrance of the alley, a six-foot-seven man stood there, blocking the light of the lamps on the street with his priestly black robes. He was holding a book in his right hand, and his other hand was behind his back.
He had black hair and his eyes were closed. He looked at Ali with a short smile.
The kid saw him and immediately crawled behind Ali as she couldn't stand on her feet, but her frantic behaviour and the noises she let out of her tongue-less mouth were more than enough to describe what she saw in the priest.
Ali slowly stood up to his full height, and his large frame now covering the kid behind him. Ten metres were between him and the priest, but from where he was, Ali's wrist was burning intensely.
'So this is the demon', Ali thought, tilting his head at the priest who stayed silent. 'Fighting him here isn't an option at all.', Ali thought. 'But if he pushes me, then fuck it', Ali thought as he watched the priest take one step forward, then another.
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