"Raven's Feather".

The cloaked figures, after having positioned themselves in two opposite rows, as if to form a passage, remained motionless as if waiting for something, then close to the row on the right, a figure completely covered by a heavy black cloak, with the face obscured by a hood appeared. and without saying anything, he stretched out his hands forward, with in his hands a jacket as black as the blackest night, a black vest with a crow embroidered on the right side, another figure on the left appeared with a white shirt in his hands and a white glove for the right hand with strange symbols engraved with black ink, another figure appeared this time in the center between his hands holding two daggers, they looked like fangs, their blade was irregular, at least a foot long, the blade of a strange iron, it seemed gray to Elisabhet, but when he looked at it for a few seconds, it began to become, black with the bloody thread, the two handles seemed made of bone, of a twisted bone, sick, also always good change, then from the hands of the bearer began to drip blood, drop by drop, Elisabhet could not move, he trembled, could not distort his gaze, then all the figures knelt and Mahel stood in the middle of the rows, turned towards Elisabhet and spoke:

-In my life I have done terrible things, I have killed people, regardless of gender, ability or age, I have divided families, I have exterminated them, I have deceived, stolen, manipulated people for my purposes, I have made the Raven fall into crime, I kidnapped children, brainwashed them to train them and finally exterminated the Royal family, but now someone accepted me, I had people who helped me, Hedgar, Yonth, Milin, my team, Mayra, Ricliam, Isabhel, Jeng and Elsionh, then I had you Elisabhet you helped me when he needed it, for this I thank you-

Elisabhet, was moved, blushed a little, but smiled as Mahel expressed his feelings, but as he was about to say something, Mahel smiled and his eyes became monstrous, lifeless, no not lifeless, only the little human light went out, replaced from the light of sadism and madness, he approached the three bearers, took off his jacket, armor and shirt, put on the shirt, the waistcoat and finally the jacket, his right hand was covered by the glove which for a second lit up with an ash-colored light, then with that clothing, he took the two daggers, which disappeared as he pulled out the two old daggers,

-Mahel what does he do? Why are you wearing them - then a thought crossed her mind - after everything you told us, you told me, you really want to go back to the Raven, what are you? An idiot? it was you who left the Raven now you want to go back, for what next? "Then Elsionh spoke

-Girl you can't understand, you don't know anything about him, he just told you an infinitesimal part of his life, he obstructed you a speck of his conscience, you couldn't understand him even in a hundred years, - Elionh seemed like another person, cold , with a cold look, similar to that of Mahel, Elisabhet did not say a word, he understood that it was better not to contradict him, then Elsionh walked away and continued to look at Mahel who, pleased, approached Elisabhet

- Your father was really weak, a man who, despite his few abilities, wanted to put himself at the service of a noble, was brave, determined, but boring, lasted only a few seconds, first a hand, then the throat, fast and painless, -

Elisabhet turned pale, he was beginning to understand, his throat went dry, he had difficulty speaking

-Thing? What do you mean? -

-His sword technique was weak, his stance was weak, his guard was weak-

-You ... you have it, you have it ..-

-I killed him without mercy- he said it in a whisper, but as if it were the most natural thing in the world

Elisabhet opened his eyes wide and was about to take the sword when two daggers penetrated his cold, deadly chest, they had not emitted a sound, he did not even feel pain, Mahel looked at her with that look of his, the look that Elisabhet had loved, but that now hated with all herself, Mahel then pulled out a dagger, it was one of his two old daggers, squeezed it in his hand became dust, left the other inside Elisabhet, and then walked towards the three bearers, who raising their hands they made a gash in the sky.

The last thing Elisabhet saw was Muninn sliding on Mahel's right shoulder, reaching out to that monster, because he had become a monster.

The good feelings she had with him overcame him, the training when he saved her, the awkward moments, it all passed to him, he reached out to the Monster again and mumbled as blood gushed from his chest and mouth,

-Ma ... Mah ... Mahel ....-

Mahel turned to her and looking at her with that sadistic smile walked through the portal along with everyone else, including those she believed were friends.

She was left alone, in the middle of the square, in a pool of blood, her breathing slowed down becoming more and more limp, her skin turned white, her vision blurred, she turned to the side with her hair full of blood her ears uncovered without magic, a tear fell from the elf's cheek, while a shower of feathers fell from the sky, but only one fell on the blood, black as ink, and while Elisabhet was dying he thought of that feather for the last thing, first to lose consciousness, "Raven's Feather"..