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"Do you want us to kill butlers, and maids to satisfy your anger?" I snapped my attention to one of the people that had given me a funny look, "Let's throw a few children into it as well. You're acting as if I don't hate them as well."

A few of them looked down guiltily as they should. A jolt went through me as something crossed into my barrier. Whatever it was headed straight for us. My barrier was meant to keep things in. Not stop things on the outside from getting in.

My first guess was that it was a wyvern. I jumped straight from the courtyard to the open window of the third floor. Casually stepping the the third floor window as if it were a ground floor window as I snapped my attention to the madam.

"Did you call your pet here?" I looked at her with mild interest.

She straightened with a bit of pride.

"I find that a bit sad," I leaned back out the window so I could physically look in the direction of the creature.

I could sense the confusion coming from her.

"I won't leave you enough to burry," I let go of the window, and floated in the air for a few seconds.

Her confusion, and fear intensified, but to her credit none of it reached her face. A burst of wind brought me up out of the line of sight of the people in the building. Wings burst from my back as I partially shifted once I was out of their line of sight. My clothing automatically changed to fit snugly around my wings as I flew straight toward the incoming wyvern. The beast reacted about the way I expected to an enemy flying straight at him.

He focused on me. Flames burst from his maw, and were promptly snuffed out before they could reach me. He roared down at me. His roar contained no intelligence whatsoever. I could tell he was looking down on me.

He assumed that I was just some weak creature based on my size. I drew both of my blades at the same time, and put more force behind my attack as I flew with a wingbeat. He tried to bite down on me mid swing. He caught both blades in his teeth only the blades weren't stopped by his teeth. My blades went through his teeth, and continued through his neck.

A massive wedge was taken out of the side of his face, and an even larger one was taken out of his neck. He screamed in agony as the poison took affect. His movements had been slowed to the point that the scream would be comical if it weren't for the slow torrent of blood that was spraying from the severed artery within his neck. Another quick slash completely removed his head. I blasted the body with intense flames.

The flames were so hot that the vast majority of them were white in color. By the time I stopped blasting the wyverns body with flames there was nothing left but ash. It was a bit wasteful mana wise, but I was making good on my promise not to leave enough to bury. There wasn't a single bit of wyvern big enough to harm anyone as it fell to earth. Most of his body was just little flakes of ash.

I dove downward. Retracting my wings, and reducing my weight to near nothing as I fell. Blasting the wind upward to slow my descent so that I could land back on the third floor window pane without disturbing the frame. The pale horror on the madams face told me that she knew what I'd done. I doubt she could see through that wyverns eyes.

Their connection was barely detectable. Their connection didn't have the strength required to allow that kind of transfer. More than likely it was just enough to allow her to call him.

"Wyverns don't just submit to anyone," I had to give her a little respect for her achievement, "I'll admit your strength. Your creature would not have had to die if you hadn't called him." I walked over to her, and crouched so I could look her in the eye, "We are only here to bring back the people you took. Behave, and you will get out of this alive."

Many of the staff had already lowered their gazes, and submitted. The madam wasn't allowed to lower her gaze. She was a noble. Such an act of submission would be considered treason. I turned my attention to one of the staff.

"Do you have a holding cell for prisoners?" I asked in fluent elvish.

He nodded to me hesitantly.

"We'll put her, and her daughter there for now," I shrugged as I continued to speak in fluent elvish, "The rest of you will wear slave collars, and continue going about your duties as if the madam is still in command of this compound. Mana suppressing cuffs should be enough to keep her out of trouble. As long as the rest of you behave we will release you all when we are done here."

"How do we know that you're telling the truth?" A young maid was brave enough to speak up.

I crossed the room to her in an instant. I touched her shoulder gently as I lifted her chin up so she could face me. Looking deep into her eyes. I found that I didn't hate this elf. Her eyes, and aura spoke of youth, and innocence.

"You have my word as a king," I clenched my jaw when I realized that I'd used all speak.

I'd just handed out a hint as to what kind of creature I was without thinking. She flinched away from my agitation. I stood up, and walked away from her calmly.

"Sekka," I spoke with a certainty to my word.

Making the wind carry my words to the whole area under my control was easy enough.

"Did you find those collars yet?" I briefly scanned the surrounding area for his aura.

Finding him easily, and drawing his words back to me. He had found the room with the collars.