Aurora

Shatter

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE IS LOST?!" roared a fit man with jet-black hair and piercing deep blue eyes, his chiseled six-pack visible through the luxurious blue robes adorned with black jewels.

He whirled around, sending the flower vases he had been meticulously watering crashing to the ground, their delicate porcelain shattering into countless pieces.

The servant who delivered the news prostrated himself, bowing so low that his forehead touched the floor. His entire body trembled, sweat dripping down his face in discernible fear of his master's wrath.

Thud.

"Arghhhh!"

The man stepped hard on the servant's back, his boot digging into the spine as he glared down at him, his anger intensifying with each passing second.