The Suave Young Man

She shook her head and scrambled towards a sword rack and pulled her sword then she proceeded to leave.

She was already near the window when she suddenly stopped. She recalled she was forgetting one more thing, the young girl's sword.

She rapidly hurried back and rummaged through the swords there and found the young girl's sword.

She pulled it out and proceeded to leave. However, a loud bang suddenly sounded on the door, and voices were, heard, "My lord, are you alright? We heard noises."

They waited for a reply but none came and they instantly knew something was wrong. They veered the doorknob but it didn't open and they became sure that something was definitely not right and began to violently kick the door.

Elsie who was inside began to panic. Will she get caught after she has come this far? She wouldn't even have a second to breathe if she gets caught.

"Elsie, stop panicking like a coward you are not! Go to that window and escape!" A deep scowl emerged on Zamiel's face as he growled at her.

Elsie nodded and quickly rushed to the window. Now she was grateful that she was skinny because her body fitted perfectly into the window that jumping through it won't be a problem.

Just when she was about to jump through, the door slammed open, landing on the floor with a loud bang, and five men dressed in black sprinted in.

The instant they saw Elsie who was about to jump out through the window and their lord who laid down on the floor in a disgusting way, rage rippled within them and they dashed towards her to hold her back. Once they get here, she is already dead meat!

Elsie who saw them dashing towards her hurriedly jumped through the window and landed on the concrete ground with a loud bang.

"Zamiel, my leg! I think I have a broken leg!" She screamed as she clutched her aching leg. Damn it, this right leg was just too vulnerable!

"Forget about your leg and run!" Zamiel growled furiously.

Elsie pressed her hand on the concrete ground and stood up to run.

She absolutely has no idea where she was running to. There was no gate in this place. The only small one she saw was heavily guarded by eight black-robed men.

"Avoid being seen and go through that way, let's see if it leads to that passageway that he brought you guys in from."

"You mean the one that leads out to the abandoned place we stopped that day?" Elsie raised her brow as she nodded.

"Yes now go!"

She nodded her head and proceeded to rush towards a brownish old door while avoiding being seen by those black-dressed men. She pushed the door open and slipped her body inside.

The moment she slipped in and closed the door, she heard the loud voice of a man, "Who is there?"

The man began to make his way towards the locale Elsie was and when he reached there, he found no one.

His eyes narrowed as they darted around. He lingered for a while before he turned around and proceeded to leave.

Elsie stepped out from the back of the cold wall she was hiding behind when she was sure that the man has left.

"That was close," She heaved a sigh of relief and proceeded to make her way up the stone stairs.

She hasn't even gotten to half of the stairs when she suddenly heard Zamiel's warning.

"Step back now!" But she was too late to react and a sharp sword slashed through her shoulder leaving a deep opening that had blood oozing out from it

She gritted her teeth to restrain herself from screaming in other not to attract notoriety.

She raised her eyes to see a suave-looking young man clad in white pants and a white shirt with its four buttons open. His long hair was neatly tied up in a bun.

"Think you can fool me little beauty." He grinned at Elsie and seductively bit his lip as his eyes rummaged her body.

Elsie shuddered within her but maintained a calm posture while clutching her wounded shoulder as she intently gazed at the suave young man in front of her.

She secretly darted her eyes around, looking for an escape route when the young man began to amble towards her. She could not help but take a step back. Why is he walking towards her?

Elsie gazed at him intently and her hand slowly trailed to the hilt of her sword.

The young man raised his brow as he smirked and increased his pace.

However, before he could reach her, Elsie pulled the big sword hanging in her back and proceeded to battle the young man.

The young man caught her sword and sent a slap to her face, "You rude bitch!" He walked towards her and grabbed her hair yanking her up violently which had Elsie scream in pain.

She clutched the root of her hair and struggled to free herself, however, the young man grinned and kicked her on the stomach which sent her flying and violently crashing onto the cold stone wall.

An unbearable scream left her mouth as she spurted a mouthful of blood. Deep hatred rippled within her and she glared at the young man.

"What a fierce little beauty," The young man chuckled and began to make his way towards Elsie and stood in front of her with lustful eyes, "You know, it will be a waste of beauty if I kill you like this." His eyes rummaged her body and he seductively licked his lips.

He ambled closer to her and squatted down. He lifted his hand and proceeded to touch her bare shoulder.

He moved his face forward to sniff her neck, However, at that moment a sharp object penetrated his eyes and blood began to ooze out from It.

He clutched his right eye as a scream of agony left his mouth. His hand shivered as he tried to touch the knife that was stuck deep into his eyes.

Elsie who was on the cold floor stood up immediately and grabbed her sword, putting it back in the sword bag hung on her back.