Teri?

"Trust me when I say it is unwise of you to fight him now. That envoy is very powerful," Mizak said as he looked at Teri.

Teri swallowed and spoke, trying to calm himself down, but he was still filled with rage. "It's that envoy, the Mysterious, isn't it? Is he someone that you know? Or is he the Apex Varouge you looked for ten years ago?

Because there are many things I don't know about you, Mizak. You don't understand, every time I have different thoughts about you, but which one am I to follow?"

Mizak bit his lips and responded sharply. "Must you argue with me? That envoy is way more powerful, just believe it!"

"Why are you angry at me?" Teri yelled and others turned their heads to them.

"Keep your voice down, Teri," Mizak said in a low voice.

Mizak calmed himself and spoke. "Surely, a ghost weaver is more powerful than him, but I have been with you for long and I realized, even though you are blind, you don't fully know how to use your powers. So, stay put," he said.

Teri felt like he was struck by an arrow and the arrow was the bitter truth. He went silent after Mizak spoke.

A masked man walked inside the inn escorted by two guards. His face was covered with a strange iron mask, his cloak was black and his boots sounded like metal as he walked to the table and sat down.

His two guards stood beside him.

Mizak held Teri's hand. "Hide your fingers in your cloak and hang your head low," he said and Teri withdrew his hand from his and hid his fingers in his cloak.

Mizak glanced at him and knew that Teri was emotionally hurt. "Sorry, I didn't mean to raise my voice at you, but I don't think you would have listened if I spoke calmly."

The guards saw the three men still sitting and eating.

"Do you court death?" one of the guards asked them.

The three men glanced at each other.

One of the men spoke. "You are an envoy, not a king of this kingdom or a god, so why should we fear and obey you? Who are you?" he said as he stood up and unsheathed his sword and the other two men did the same.

"We refuse to be slaves to the king of Delmos. Go back or we will kill you here," the second man said.

Teri felt the dark energy of the envoy. It was strong, but not as strong as the Mysterious. He was nothing compared to the Mysterious, but the energy felt similar to it.

The guards were about to fight with the three men, but the envoy raised his hand and the guards sheathed their swords and stayed back.

"Cowards!" one of the three men yelled.

While the envoy's hand was still slightly up, he closed his palm and the inn doors closed immediately.

The people in the inn panicked and winced in fear.

Mizak held Teri's hand and spoke in a low voice. "Teri, please don't act, no matter what happens," he said calmly.

Teri was silent.

"Teri," Mizak called in a low voice, but Teri didn't answer and he didn't withdraw his hand from Mizak as he would normally do.

Mizak released his hand from Teri. "Are you still angry?"

The envoy swung his head to the right and one of the men flew and hit the wall. He swung his second hand to the left and the second man flew to the wall on the left and hit his head.

He did it to the three men very fast before any of them could react. He continued to do it and also continuously hitting them on the floor.

They were dead but he still continued. Blood was splattered everywhere and it also splattered on people's faces.

They trembled at the sight of what they saw. Melovine clenched her fist as she saw the dead men on the floor. Their bodies were dislocated and smashed, which made them look unrecognizable.

The envoy stood up and backed the people. He looked at what he had done and spread his hands as he raised his hand up.

"Art," he muttered.

Mizak held Teri's hand and stared at him to know if he would act, so he could stop him when he noticed that his hat fell off from his head.

Mizak bent down to pick the hat and when he stood up, he noticed that Teri's blindfold untied itself and his silver hair began to stand.

He felt a surge of power coursing through his veins, and his red silk threads, which he wore like rings on his fingers, began to swirl and dance in the air. Mizak watched in awe and fear, wondering what was happening to Teri.

"How dare you murder them in cold blood!" Melovine shouted, as she sprang from the crowd of terrified onlookers. She reached for her red whip, which hung from her waist, and it lit up with a fiery glow as she swung it in the air.

"The red whip? Could it be that the ghost weaver is nearer than I thought?" the envoy muttered, his eyes widening.

He jerked his head to the left, and Melovine flew to the left with him, but she did not crash into the wall as he expected. She used her foot to push herself off the wall, and flew towards the envoy again, whipping her weapon with force.

But before she could strike him, a blast of energy pushed the envoy back to the wall, knocking him down.

She landed on the ground, panting, and her long brown hair covered her face. She tucked her hair behind her ears, and looked around the inn, wondering where the blast came from.

Teri stood there, without his blindfold, and his eyes were open, revealing his white irises. His silver hair shimmered as he stood there, radiating power.

Melovine smiled when she saw him. "That's it! Go and tear him apart, silver-haired blind boy!" she said, and purred.

The envoy bled from his head, and tried to get up.

Teri chuckled darkly. "You're a fake. I thought you were the real one," he said, as his red silk threads detached from his fingers, but he still controlled them with his hand, as if they were extensions of his body.

The threads grew bigger. They did not look like threads anymore, as they expanded and thickened, but as he manipulated them, they looked like weaves.

They were like flames, but they were not. The red light was like the color of blood, only brighter.

The envoy got up, but he was still trembling. "Ghost weaver," he managed to say, and removed his mask, so he could cough up blood.

The envoy's face looked like it was drained by something.

Teri turned his head towards the envoy, and slashed his hand in the air.

The weaves slashed the envoy. Blood spurted from the envoy's mouth, and his body fell to pieces on the ground.

The people screamed, and the guards fell on their knees, begging for their lives.

"You can go," Teri said.

"We are grateful!" the two guards cried, as they got up and ran towards the inn door, but Teri slashed them from behind, and they both died like the envoy.

"Why did you think you could escape? You're just like that fake," Teri said.

Melovine, Elley, Prince Ivive, and Kiera stared at him, as they had never seen this side of Teri's power.

It felt like it was Teri, but at the same time, it felt like it was not him.

Melovine smiled with satisfaction. "Hey, silver-haired blind boy! You are getting stronger. Marry me!"

Teri vanished, and reappeared in front of Mizak, as he grabbed his neck.

Mizak was startled. "I didn't know you became stronger, but why are you holding my neck?" he managed to say, as he gasped for air.

Teri leaned closer to Mizak's ear. "We meet again. I will kill you, just like I killed the other one. So... never forget," Teri said, with a smirk on his lips, and fainted on his shoulders.

Mizak used his hand to support him, so he would not fall.