"erghh.." she grunts. Lailita slowly get up from the ground as soon she regained her consciousness after strucked by unknown wind.
she then lifted her head as the sound of the bell from Jones's ankle caught her attention.
She gasped and wishes to stand up to protect Jones in her mind, but her sprained ankle won't let her do that.
She tried to scream, but the sounds of the grumbling cave and the wind avoid her to do that as well.
"J" She cried.
"Huh!?" Her eyes got bigger and so did her anxiety because the dark creature, Luak kept tormenting Jones.
From her vision, Jones was the only one getting all the blows, yet the truth Luak was on the verge of losing.
"Don't touch him!" Lailita pointed her finger towards Luak while directly staring at her. In a split second, her eyes became scarlet.
Luak changes the direction of her eyes looking at the pale girl behind the golden boy, she felt something uneasy from her.
"kugh!" Her vision blocked by Jones palm. He covers most of her face within his palm making her unable to breath.
Carefully, to not letting the dark creature go, Jones lift Luak's body and began to squeeze her skull.
He only stop though he hears squelching sound of her begging voice no more.
Thump!
Luak fall to the ground,
The scarlet pupils of her eyes depleted to her usual colour when Luak stopped moving. Indicating that she is dead.
One by one for five minutes and a half, Jones somtime uses the weird falcon sound to mess with the draggers' mind until they bleed to death from their ears. as he finds it funny to see them panickly running over the walls to free themselves from the cave, Sadly, the exit blocked by fallen rocks.
No, her lips trembled, her breath became unstable recalling those days she tortured by noirs.
"he was there-" A flashback of a golden shimmers on top of every tree she walked on in Marg, as if it was watching over her.
Was their meeting a coincidence? Or did Jones pity her after he watches over her for so many times?
Again, as for the draggers that specialize Leaping through any hard, medium will only get crushed by his wind.
And for those that begging him, Jones crushes their skulls by his bare hand,
Lailita witnessing all this quietly not because she was amused by him, but she scared her friend will misinterpret her as his enemy and kill her too.
"I'm scared" She trembled. The hands that was pointing out toward that guy were on her face,
"laila I'm scared" Lailita putting both of her palm on to her mouth, so Jones would not hear her sob.
"I don't want to see it anymore" As she wishes
Jones weird ability were blocked causing the draggers scattered leaving their bases behind.
"tsk!" Jones assumed it was done by one of the creature not knowing it was done by someone behind him that pretending to be asleep.
Jones body that was midair got to the ground. The shimmers on his skin decreases.. He became tired after using his abilities for quite a while.
"Did I exceed my limit?" he questioned himself.
"hmph!" He senses a sharp pain within his heart as if it was strike by a dagger. He began to coughed.
"Ouch.." He fall to the ground, frowning. Reacting to the pain everytime he kills a living being.
Not only him, all of his kind. For some reason they cannot kill even if it is for self defense.
Because they had been cursed by a wicked witch 200 years ago which can only be repelled by herself.
Unfortunately, she died leaving the curse behind. And Jones believed, that witch is the most selfish creature he ever heard.
Speaking about a witch, a girl who he concluded to be her descendant is missing.
Jones stopped tapping on his chest to checked on Lailita who was behind him,
"Where is she?"
"lita!" Lailita clenched her fist among the boulders. Her heart won't stop beating worriedly.
"Lita!" He shouted again. Lailita again covers her mouth so Jones cannot hears the sound of her breathing.
She cries,
"Lailita?" A soft began to calling out her name, even so she refused to answer him, he is no difference from the devils that devoured my family!
I just met him and think he is good, who am I to judge that I am new to this world? I am such a foolish!
Lailita managed to calm herself after sometime, that boy also stopped calling for her.
Tap,
Tap,
Lailita sneak peek to her side because his footsteps coming from that side,
"please... don't go this way.. don't let him near" Yes she never got anything she wishes so far for almost her lifetime,
"Hey-" Jones patted on her right shoulder.
"gasp!" She pushed his hand along with a shocked face.
"How!?" he was obviously walking from the left, yet he walked directly at me, looking at me while I was waiting for him towards the opposite direction.
"Are you okay?" Jones touched the forehead.
"Does it hurt when I touch it?" there's a slight bruise on her forehead.
"argh!" Lailita stomped his chest, telling Jones to get his knees away from her feet.
Added to that, she scared to say anything to Jones,
"why are you like this? Did they cut your tongue that you cannot talk?" Jones reached out for his chin,
Checking the condition of her tongue,
"enough" Jones stumbled upon his action. Her word frightened him.
"ehem"
"you are fine" Jones stood up, "come we must leave this place it will soon crumble"
"I can't"
"Why? What's wrong?" he had a worried face but Lailita was confused if that expression is true or an act.
"I sprained my ankle, it hurts"
"owh" Jones smiled, no wonder she punched me for stepping on her toes, he giggled.
'why is he laughing?' lailita frightened again.
"come" Jones bend down, lifting her to his chest, the same wind surround them both and they began fo float
"Woa!" Lailita grabbed his shirt from behind, she tucked her face into his chest,
"are you scared? I thought you would be used to it already" He's joking around to ease her heart,
Even so Lailita misunderstood him, he did hug Lailita as they flew to the ground,
But what she understood is that, Jones knew she was dragged plenty of times by noirs before those demons letting go of their grips to make her crush to the land.
"You were there, weren't you?"
"hmm?" Jones didn't pay attention to her.
"Nothing"
"all right"