11 Leaving Home

Prometheus looked at the man that he was entangled with: the shock and the pain that was evident in his expression made him feel a little proud about himself.

"Not talking shit anymore, aren't you?"

The youth let go of the man's broken hand, and at the same time took hold of the old mace that Rob left on the ground. His eyes narrowed and he gave to the wailing man a slick smile.

"You seemed to love it when you menac-"

However, before he could even finish his words, Prometheus' eyes widened in shock as his face was slapped with warm liquid.

His whole body shivered, his knees trembled and his breath became rugged. A weird gurgling sound echoed in the air and the one armed youth felt his nostrils invaded by a strong metallic smell.

Prometheus moved his eyes towards the trembling slim figure that stood behind Rob. He could see the shock in her eyes.

She stood there, her face pale but also marked by fresh scarlet stains. Blood. The same blood that sprinkled all over the face of Prometheus, the same blood that was still gurgling out from a wound on Rob's throat.

"I thought... I thought he was going to kill you... I thought..." Syndra's voice was rough and broken, lacking any shroud of energy that she usually had.

The large knife that she used to attack fell to the ground but she didn't even react to that. She kept looking at the man that was trying to take his last breaths, his throat flooded by his own blood.

Prometheus also simply stood there, unable to think straight. The youth kept staring a the dying man in front of him and the shivering girl behind him. The confidence that he felt a couple of moment ago was all gone.

Death.

This was the first time that he ever saw someone in such a state. It definitely wasn't like he had imagined it: It was bloody and messy. It didn't even look real. It was like he was looking to some kind of prop from a splatter movie. No way a normal person had that much blood inside.

"Stop!"

"Look, they beat Rob to the ground!"

"Syndra, stop playing around! You are embarassing our family!"

It almost seemed like an infinite amount of time passed while the two young friends looked at the dying man in front of them.

"Embarassing your family? that stupid bitch? She promised that she would marry my son if we took care of her friend and now she shames us publicly the day of our great day? She embarasses the whole village!"

"Watch your tongue. She is still my-"

"I'm going to break her little retarded pet and throw it out the village! And she will marry my son, willing or not! She will submit or I'm going to take this whole travesty to the Judge in Feng City!"

Only when the voice of the villagers that were following them drew nearer, Syndra was able to recover from the scene in front of her.

"I'm done! They are going to bring me to the Judge and I'm going to be executed!"

Prometheus' ear moved slightly and his blank eyes suddently seemed to regain focus. He looked at the girl in front of him, noticing the horror in her expression.

He then noticed that the man that stopped them from fleeing was now motionless. Even the blood that came out of his wound was less watery.

"We can explain, he was the one using force to detain us, he had no right to do so, we only tried to defend ourselves!"

Even as he said those worlds Prometheus felt a grip on his hearth. Who was he kidding? This was not Earth. There was no real fair justice here.

Syndra's face was paling even more now that she had recovered her senses. "Rob served under Knight Feng... I'm going to be hanged. It's all over... " A sad smile appeared on her thin lips. "Sif you must run away, there is nothing that can save me now, but you can still save yourself! I delivered the killing blow, they won't care much about you..."

Prometheus felt his whole body shake.

'Run?'

A strange light shined in his eyes for a moment. He took a large breath and then moved towards the girl. Before she could say anything, he forcibly pushed her back, sending her towards the opened doors of the hamlet.

Syndra tried to resist the push and tried also to push him back. However she found herself trying to move something that more felt like a large boulder than her childhood friend. The girl gasped, surprised. When did Sif became so strong?

"You killed him to help me. And I owe you my life already."

The red haired girl realized that Sif's sounded different. No, not only sounded: he gave her a different feeling.

It was like if a strange air materialized itself around the young one armed man. She could feel a certain gravitas coming from him. An innate sense of authority that shocked her deeply.

"I got this."

No hesitation could be seen in his eyes. He looked towards the villagers that were now so close that he could hear them breathing heavily while running.

His eyes moved especially towards the old man with a long red beard and the fat matron that he met when he regained his senses.

A grimace appeared on his face. Disdain, pure and simple disdain. He pointed towards them with the mace in his hand. "Stop following me you commoner scum!"

"Sif, you slimy little fuck! Get away from my Syndra!" the first to react to Prometheus' words was Darius, the young man that was supposed to get marry today.

His face was red with fury. "I'm done being nice to you, retard. I'm going to go to Feng City and demand justice from the Jud- ???!!!"

- SPLASH -

Suddenly the approaching horde of villagers stopped on their track. They all looked in shock towards the slim one armed boy while he extracted a bloody mace from what remained of Rob's head and he pointed it towards them.

Some people started to retreat: Rob was a warrior. A true warrior! If Sif could kill someone like him, they stood no change against him. While they wanted to protect the honor of the village and make the marriage happen, no one wanted to risk their life.

Plus, leaving alone the fact that killing Rob was already incredible, the way that he was slain was truly too much: his entire head had become a dirty mush of blood, cerebral fluids and broken bones. When did crazy Sif become so ferocious?

But things did not finish there. Under the gaze of the entire Mora village, the crazy cripple that everyone considered a meak and foolish crazy person, started to slam Rob's mace on the corpse of the poor ex soldier.

"He's still crazy!"

"No, it's even worse! Now he's become a vicious demon! I knew that something like this would happen when he married that old witch"

"Crazy Sif has become a true evil madman"

Prometheus ignored the horror of the villager and kept slaughtering the remains of poor Rob. He stopped only when the corpse was completely unrecognizable, with not even a single bone intact. Even the ground where it laid became a little crater, with long cracks that spread out from the shattered body.

He then sent a threathening gaze towards the small amount of villagers that didn't seek the safety of their homes during his butchering.

"Do not follow me."

He squeezed the bloody mace between his belt and his body, looking directly towards Darius. Almost daring him to say something so he could keep it outside.

The dark haired young man tightened the grip of his closed hands, his face darkening in rage. Yet, he didn't have the courage to say anything. Not after what he just saw.

Prometheus snikered and then grabbed the red haired girl that was standing a couple of meters behind him.

'Let's go." He said, giving his back to the villagers and starting to walk with calm towards the lush forest that surrounded the Mora.