The Royal Army

Zmey clenched the sword in his hand. 'Sure about that?''Yes, master. I waited at the top of the white rock wall as you requested. And waited in silence until I saw him appear from thin air. After looking at your prints heading in the left direction, he then took the right one. I followed him with caution. He turned around by the mountain and headed towards the building.Zmey frowned. 'Nice work done. Thank you, Spark.'Spark lowered its weight. 'Always at your command, master.''These years of waiting... they all seem to be worth it. I have learned different skills and lessons in different souls. And these will be important tools to kill you, Asmodeus Ithaqua!'....Zmey appeared before the building as soon as he could.He clenched his fist more and more. It was unfair for a murderer to live in a building that exuded both liveliness and peace.How else could it be if locked close to nature?