Kellan's eyes turned cold. The warmth vanished as he slowly stood up, watching her clutch her wound. She staggered back, struggling to speak.
But in the next very second,a darkish energy shot at Kella but he ducked down and narrowed the distance.
Kellan pulled a small axe from beneath his cloak and slammed it into her chest.
"Kyaaaa!" her scream tore through the room, muffled only by the heavy curtains.
"Shut up, bitch!" he roared, his voice filled with fury. He struck her again, the sound of steel against flesh echoed brutally.
Any ordinary person would have died instantly, but she writhed on the floor, her eyes flickering with something unnatural.
She whispered under her breath, strange words twisting in the air like curses.
"Tell me," Kellan growled, grabbing her by the hair. "Which group do you belong to? Who gave you the right to cast your nefarious sight on us?"
