10 - Death in the family.

Ranak sat on his comfortable bedding his grey eyes roaming the body of the dancing half naked slave girl. His eyes traced her up to her beautiful face streaked with the moisture of her tears.

He could remember the days when he was nothing but a miserly miscreant on the streets of Torthat. He looked to his hands his mind taking him back to the worst days of his life.

His hands absentmindedly gripped the fabric of his robe his greyed hair tied into a bun with a feather stuck into it. His wrinkly hands that made him seem several times older than he actually was had several gold rings adorned on the fingers.

Now he was the overlord of a huge group of slave traders. Capturing and selling all kinds of priced human commodities to the merchants, nobles and royalty of different areas.

His influence had gotten so wide he knew no one could challenge him now. His services widely needed to the point that all over he was being curried for favors to get the freshest maidens, most able bodied workers and so on.

He was the undisputed slave king of the surrounding areas.

The little slave girl who had the misfortune of having the proper size with body shape to catch his attention wept as she twirled her body as lecherously as possible to avoid provoking the disgusting man.

Her back spotted three long gashes from the swords that had threatened to dismember her.

She didn't know how long she had danced as her assets peeked out the little fabric the soldiers called a top while only strings hid her privates and did nothing to her her backside that quivered with every shake she made.

Finally the slave king had gotten excited enough to make a move,she paled as he pulled her to him his rod pushing against his robes.

Her head shaking as she hit the bed she looked around for something to.down this animal.

Her search stopped as screams echoed outside the tent. The sneer that highlighted a thin scar on his left cheek left Ranak's face as he turned wondering what was going on.

A guard rushed in his chainmail clan going as he halted.

"Attack. We're under attack my lord," the guard announced his eyes darting to the half naked girl.kn the bed and back

"Who dares. What army.?" Ranak cursed annoyed that his boner wouldn't get the satisfaction it sought mow.

Rising he tightened his robes and left with the guard his tapered already rising. The slave girl behind Reeves a sigh sending a prayer of thanks to whoever attacked.

Outside Ranak and the guard froze starting as his guards were ruthlessly cut down. It wasn't that his guards were weak.

But more like the attacker was cold blooded. He lr she whoever it was moved everywhere at a speed that recalled even the Ashtani Royal guards.

Ranak watched his mem get cut down like chicken in gruesome ways, some ripped apart others, suddenly decapitated. The stronger ones managed to last longer but even the slipped up and died either with a butmed out hole.in their chest or totally halved body part.

He watched his men flee trying to get away but still impossible as they were harvested from their flight by the unknown force.

Only when most had reached him did the force stop and only after killing the last man who wasn't by his side.

Finally he saw the culprit and he blinked. It was damned girl. But how?. He'd gotten his men to take her into the brushed and enjoy themselves since she always blocked his advances on her younger sister.

A younger sister that was currently within his tent half naked. Ranak wasn't sure if he was to feel afraid or annoyed.

"You bitch. You dare kill my men.".Rage won out in the end as his brain cells forgot the carnage around him.

Stepping forward arrogantly he refused to believe that the whore would dare lay a hand on him.

On second thoughts why not get on her good side. Which such strength she could be a good shield and fighter for him. He had her sister them just bargain their lives.

His hands made a sign behind him, one jos men understood as the guard snuck back into.the the tent.

" Moira. We could work together. If I had known how powerful.you were I would have given you the golden tent and treated your family right. Come let's not have hard feelings. You are okay apparently, those weak bastards didn't hurt you did the. "

"How did you know those sock bastards were trying to hurt me" Moira asked a coldness glinting in her eyes.

"F*ck" realizing the grave he dug he muttered. Then fixing his smile he tried again.

"I had to test you girl. Yes. You see. its something we do to test for hidden abilities. yes yes. " he spoke like he was trying more to convince himself than her.

Behind him the men already noting the dire situations began prepping long range attacks while.some readied their skills.

"Moira!" a female voice cried out taking the blonde's gaze to the other blonde who was held tightly around the throat a dagger to her neck. Moira's eyes though were on what she wore.

With her head bent back and chest pushing up her chest was already slipping out of the fabric.

"That's not what she wore when I was taken. That's not the direction of the cell either." Moira plainly stated.

Ranak felt a shiver down his spine unlike any once he found the blue have of the girl on him.

"You touched her!" she said matter of fact.

"No no. no. I just had her uhm. she just.... Moira..." his words stopped as beams struck him flat on the chest setting him ablaze while he screamed out loud

Behind him the men released the arrows they prepped while some hurled the spears.

Jaws dropped once arrows struck her attempting to enter then getting slung off. The first spear entered tbe grip of her right palm and then successfully she used it to bat away the rest of the spears.

Moira loved gazes with the men before turning to her little sister who with the guard that was watching stared back at her in shock.

"Let her go!" the guard shook a bit scratching the girls neck.

Moira's eyes locked on the blood trickle a a back tk the man who felt a thousand swords hang over his head.

"Stay back or she dies!" he warned then poked her harder with the knife.

Moira's eyes widened the first hint of emotion since she began the slaughter. Stiffening she looked at the guard them her sister before frowning.

Even with the speed she now had thanks to the unknown god she wasn't sure if she could get to her sister in time. She refused to experiment with her sister on the line.

"Fine, let her go and leave. I won't harm you." she spoke.The guard sneered as he looked then spoke.

"Yeah right. I move and I'm dead. We both know how fast you are. She comes with me until I feel safe."

Moira could feel her anger rising at the same time several notifications popped into her side vision. Ignoring them she took a step forward as she glared heavily at the man.

"I won't warn you again. Let her go and leave, harm her and die. Slowly". she added the ending hoping to terrify the man but alas the guard was dead set on not leaving the girl's side.

She was his refuge that he was sure of. Moore had no reason to let him go and his fear was making him refuse.

Far behind I stood watching a frown on my face.I could help but I felt like I would miss something important if I did.

At the same time I knew how this would go, someone would get hurt badly. It was only a matter of time.

Almost like my thought went into effect Moira moved. I watched my gaze moving to the man's hand as it spasmed then shoved forward. A wince left me as the blade poked deep into the neck severing the windpipe and breaking through the other side. Brutal.

Moira halted as the guard pushed the sister at her and took off fleeing into the woods.