The Moon Above the River of Blood

"Miss Devi. I successfully caught the newcomer."

A man threw Jirile on the ground, chained and bruised. Blood was dripping from her head and that sight amused Devi who was breathing heavily.

"You did well... Ack!" The man looked up to the woman he was serving. His eyes almost popped out from its socket as he fell on the ground after he felt his knees weak. His lips were shaking, his hands were searching for something to use as a weapon beside him but nothing was there to help him in a terrifying scene.

Devinna coughed blood, adding more to the pool of blood that was beneath her.