A blood curdling scream of rage escapes Eligot's mouth as he smashes his fists into the ground over and over again, feeling the pain, not letting it end, his hands already bloody, but the pain is nothing compared to the absolute mental anguish he felt in that very moment, he was afraid and filled with rage, Beliel absolutely humbled him and didn't leave him with a shred of dignity, Eligot's mind starts making up excuses "Who can balme me? He has more experience", "I was simply not in my top form today!", "Sometimes even the best of us lose!".....
Yet he knows that weak excuses and apologies won't fix anything, he knows yet he still tries, he keeps repeating the same words, keeps reliving the moment that the name of that disgusting demon Azrael was mentioned, because he is a disgusting demon right? He hurt him in many ways, he cant remember which ones yet the anguish he feels is proof that Azrael has done something to him right? It's true right?
Suddenly his thoughts are cut short as a stern voice adresses him,
"Hey, You!"
Eligot raises his eyes to see a man with a lean, musuclar build, and average height stand before him, the man was wearing a simple shallow vest and a ragged shorts and some kind of sandals, Eligot notices that the man does not have human teeth, rather they are sharp and pointy, now that he looks at him he has openings on his neck that look like gills,
"Who are you, and what do you want, can't you see it's not the time!" Rosier says trying to act strong yet after the fight insecurity and fear is all you can hear in his voice,
"Yeah, if u have some business with us u can speak to us later!" Amy says with the same temperament, not sounding enthusiastic at all
"I was not talking to you, i was talking to him" says the unknown as he points to Eligot with his finger,
"You know its not good manners to point at people." Eligot says his voice sounding as if he is between the verge of tears and murdering everyone around him,
"Chill big guy i just want to talk!" Says the unkown guy in a joking tone, "I heard that guy call you Dracul..." the guy continues,
"What with it?" Asks Eligot audibly annoyed,
"Dracul like the fallen clan of the dragons, the destroyed rulers of the long destroyed dragon empire, befelled by Azrael the angel of death, when they were the rulers of the pagan villages?" Says the guy with a grim tone,
"What?" Rosier exclaims,
"What are you talking about?" Asks Amy,
Yet Eligot sits quiet, it seems as if he is trying to remember a surpressed memory, only to be met with the familiar blank void of nothingness,
"I don't know what you are talking about." Excalims Eligot in a monotone way
"But you have all the characteristics, look at your eyes they are the color of fire, also you have a red strand of hair, you have all the characteristics of a dragon-son!" Exclaims the guy excitedly,
"I already told you, i do not know what you are speaking of!" Eligot yells out, with more than annoyance, this was rage, that same pure, unfiltered rage he felt a moment ago, and never stopped feeling,
"You really need to calm down man, it really ain't that serious im just asking u a question." Says the guy in a rather dissapointed manner,
"Either way, who are you, and why would you need to know about Eligot?" Asks Rosier with a hint of curiosity hiding behind the insecurity dealt to him by Beliel,
"I am Morivyre Serpenus, son of the elected leader of the pagan villages and the head of the Serpenus clan, Focalor Serpenus" Morivyre exclaims sounding as proud as one can be,
"Serpenus?!" Amy syas with fear in her voice, "Like those evil pagans that make people die at sea?" She says sounding genuinly concerned,
"Oh.... No that's just a myth taught to children by the empire to try to make people hate the pagan villages..." Morevyre says with genuine sadness in his voice,
"Now as i was saying" he continues, "The Draculs, or the children of the dragons, used to be the strongest clan in the entire country of the pagan villages, they were elected as the leaders when they got crushed by Azrael." Morevyre said very serious,
"Hold on, what are you talking about, what are the "pagan villages"?" Rosier asked genuenly confused,
"Huh? My guy did you not get a basic education" Morevyre said trying to hold in a laugh,
"Alright, as you know our world is formed on a supercontinent named Solemnis, and a few islands, but basically, the entire west part of the continent is occupied by the Empire, while the east part, excluding the past Dracul lands, is held by a sovreign confederacy named the pagan villages, it is formed of the water clans, the forest clans, the giant clan, the death clan and the, now destroyed, dragon clan." Amy explains,
"That part is correct." Morevyre excalims in a joking manner,
"Either way, im hungry as hell" Morevyre says in a yet again joking manner, "Let's go to the Inn, and keep talking there." Morevyre continues.
Amy and Rosier help Eligot off of the ground and even though his body has calmed down, his mind is still quite shattered, his eyes empty and devoid of emotions, he has to get his revenge
To be continued...