Post by William Castle on Jun 1, 2023 16:24:24 GMT -5
William Castle kept his grip tight on Xuri's arm as they made their way through the dark alleyways of the city. It was a dangerous part of town, and they had to be careful not to attract any unwanted attention. They walked in silence, their footsteps echoing softly off the cobblestone.
Xuri struggled to break free from William's grasp, but he was much bigger and stronger than her. She glared at him with fierce intensity, the anger in her eyes palpable. William tried to ignore her, focusing instead on the task at hand.
Finally, they arrived at their destination. It was an old warehouse, barely standing after years of neglect and decay. The door creaked open as they approached, revealing a dark and foreboding space inside.
They entered cautiously, with William leading the way. As they walked deeper into the warehouse, the air grew colder and the shadows grew longer. Xuri's senses were on high alert, and she could hear the sound of her own heartbeat in her ears.
Finally, they came to a small room at the back of the warehouse. In the center of the room sat a hooded figure, shrouded in darkness. His breathing was heavy and labored, and his hands were covered in burn scars. Xuri felt a shiver run down her spine as she gazed upon the hooded figure.
William stepped forward, pulling Xuri along with him. "Here she is, just as we agreed," he said, his voice heavy with regret.
The hooded figure remained silent, but Xuri could sense his gaze upon her. She glared back at him, her eyes burning with defiance.
After a moment, the hooded figure spoke. His voice was low and rough, like gravel scraping over stone. "You have delivered what I asked for," he said. "The location of the three artifacts is yours to take."
William accepted the package containing the information, but before he handed Xuri over, he spoke with a hesitant tone. "Promise she won't be harmed," he said, his gaze unwavering.
The hooded figure seemed to consider for a moment before nodding slowly. "Very well. I give you my word that she will not be harmed."
With that, William handed Xuri over to the hooded figure, feeling a pang of guilt wash over him. He knew this wasn't what he wanted, but he had made a deal, and he had to keep his word.
As Xuri was taken away, William remained still for a moment, lost in thought. He wondered if it was worth it, this price he had paid for the location of the artifacts. But he knew it was too late now. He had done what he had promised, and now he had to live with the consequences.
As William Castle left the warehouse, Xuri was left alone with the hooded figure. She stood motionless as he approached, his face was covered with an old jet-black mask, which he hid under his cloak.
"You possess the key to my salvation," the figure said, his voice low and rough. "With your arcane abilities, you can help me regain everything that was lost." Xuri looked at him directly, refusing to show any fear.
He moved closer to Xuri, but she refused to break away from his grip. "I won't let you use me," she said, struggling against his hold. The air grew colder as she spoke, and the beast hiding in the shadows snarled and growled in response, it's eyes glowing yellow in the dark corner of the room.
The figure chuckled darkly. "Your resistance is useless," he said. "And soon, I will have gained everything I need from you." He gestured towards the beast in the shadows, which replied with a menacing growl.
Xuri and the hooded figure engaged in a heated argument, with the beast in the shadows watching with unflinching yellow eyes. Xuri was determined not to lose control over her magic and powers, but the figure used his own abilities to draw out her hidden potential.
As he absorbed Xuri's powers, the figure's breathing begun to strengthen and become more controlled. The room grew darker as the light that had been in Xuri's eyes slowly faded away. The wolf-like beast began to circle the room, it's fangs drawn.
The dark, musty air in the room grew thick, and a nauseating stench filled Xuri's nostrils. The figure's body twitched as if in pain, and his grip on her tightened. Xuri felt her strength leaving her body, her eyes becoming heavier with each passing second. Finally, the altercation ended, and Xuri lay on the ground, weakened and drained. The hooded figure stood over her, his newfound power coursing through him.
The beast that had been hiding in the shadows revealed itself, It's eyes yellow as sulfur, with a demonic intelligence that seemed to peer into the depths of Xuri's soul. Its fur was ashen gray, almost as if it has been touched by the hands of death itself, and its teeth were sharp and jagged like those of some ancient predator. However, the most terrifying aspect of the beat was it's hair - a writhing mass of thick, black serpents that hissed and snapped at the air, as if waiting for the chance to strike out with their deadly venom.
Xuri struggled to break free from William's grasp, but he was much bigger and stronger than her. She glared at him with fierce intensity, the anger in her eyes palpable. William tried to ignore her, focusing instead on the task at hand.
Finally, they arrived at their destination. It was an old warehouse, barely standing after years of neglect and decay. The door creaked open as they approached, revealing a dark and foreboding space inside.
They entered cautiously, with William leading the way. As they walked deeper into the warehouse, the air grew colder and the shadows grew longer. Xuri's senses were on high alert, and she could hear the sound of her own heartbeat in her ears.
Finally, they came to a small room at the back of the warehouse. In the center of the room sat a hooded figure, shrouded in darkness. His breathing was heavy and labored, and his hands were covered in burn scars. Xuri felt a shiver run down her spine as she gazed upon the hooded figure.
William stepped forward, pulling Xuri along with him. "Here she is, just as we agreed," he said, his voice heavy with regret.
The hooded figure remained silent, but Xuri could sense his gaze upon her. She glared back at him, her eyes burning with defiance.
After a moment, the hooded figure spoke. His voice was low and rough, like gravel scraping over stone. "You have delivered what I asked for," he said. "The location of the three artifacts is yours to take."
William accepted the package containing the information, but before he handed Xuri over, he spoke with a hesitant tone. "Promise she won't be harmed," he said, his gaze unwavering.
The hooded figure seemed to consider for a moment before nodding slowly. "Very well. I give you my word that she will not be harmed."
With that, William handed Xuri over to the hooded figure, feeling a pang of guilt wash over him. He knew this wasn't what he wanted, but he had made a deal, and he had to keep his word.
As Xuri was taken away, William remained still for a moment, lost in thought. He wondered if it was worth it, this price he had paid for the location of the artifacts. But he knew it was too late now. He had done what he had promised, and now he had to live with the consequences.
As William Castle left the warehouse, Xuri was left alone with the hooded figure. She stood motionless as he approached, his face was covered with an old jet-black mask, which he hid under his cloak.
"You possess the key to my salvation," the figure said, his voice low and rough. "With your arcane abilities, you can help me regain everything that was lost." Xuri looked at him directly, refusing to show any fear.
He moved closer to Xuri, but she refused to break away from his grip. "I won't let you use me," she said, struggling against his hold. The air grew colder as she spoke, and the beast hiding in the shadows snarled and growled in response, it's eyes glowing yellow in the dark corner of the room.
The figure chuckled darkly. "Your resistance is useless," he said. "And soon, I will have gained everything I need from you." He gestured towards the beast in the shadows, which replied with a menacing growl.
Xuri and the hooded figure engaged in a heated argument, with the beast in the shadows watching with unflinching yellow eyes. Xuri was determined not to lose control over her magic and powers, but the figure used his own abilities to draw out her hidden potential.
As he absorbed Xuri's powers, the figure's breathing begun to strengthen and become more controlled. The room grew darker as the light that had been in Xuri's eyes slowly faded away. The wolf-like beast began to circle the room, it's fangs drawn.
The dark, musty air in the room grew thick, and a nauseating stench filled Xuri's nostrils. The figure's body twitched as if in pain, and his grip on her tightened. Xuri felt her strength leaving her body, her eyes becoming heavier with each passing second. Finally, the altercation ended, and Xuri lay on the ground, weakened and drained. The hooded figure stood over her, his newfound power coursing through him.
The beast that had been hiding in the shadows revealed itself, It's eyes yellow as sulfur, with a demonic intelligence that seemed to peer into the depths of Xuri's soul. Its fur was ashen gray, almost as if it has been touched by the hands of death itself, and its teeth were sharp and jagged like those of some ancient predator. However, the most terrifying aspect of the beat was it's hair - a writhing mass of thick, black serpents that hissed and snapped at the air, as if waiting for the chance to strike out with their deadly venom.