'When I grow up, right? I remember what my grandpa use to tell me, stories about when he used to serve in the army, the horrible acts he used to do. Even today I still don't understand why he would be telling such things to a teenager.'
Reminiscent of the past the guy stopped speaking, he just silently stared at the night sky with a remorse looked in his eyes, at some point he pondered to himself if his actions where justifies, if the acts that he had committed during the last year where for the actual good. All of the killing could be justified for the greater good?
Even thought he had save lots of people he did not give those people's much thought, for him it was more of a personal job, taking care of those horrible monsters who were out. Thought, a time after the events he started thinking about those people. It could be said he had some kind of regret and remorse towards his past actions. Unfortunately the past was just that, the past.
'Here I thought some of my people would have end you, Loubin.'
A tall white man with scars on the right side of his face interrupts the silent, his looks gave him an formidable aura, like a professional rugby player.
Loubin knew exactly who this man was, someone who was high up into all of this "tragedy situation" .
'I didn't thought someone on your position would care enough for me, I'm just doing my work Acolyte of **********.'
'So you even know about our lord name, I was afraid this would turn out to be the case. I fear that I can't let you go at all.'
The so called "Acolyte" finish saying shaking his head with a bit of regret, it seem he thought he would have convince Loubin to join him or something like that.
With a movement of his right hand, something happens. A force is send towards Loubin with a speed that would be missed in the blink of an eye.
Not realizing the severity of the situation, Loubin could barely reacted, he felt attacked but he did not saw anything. Just sound and wind coming his way. Suddenly, he hears something falls.
A sudden shock makes Loubin dizzy and pale, his left arm had completely fell off. Cut clean like a hot knife cutting butter. The open injured on his left arm splatters blood around his surroundings.
The shock made him realized, the abilities of the person right in front of him were not like anything he had face before, this "Acolyte" was an entity different from humans, such force, range and speed were not something even the top ten people with abilities in his country could achieve in one lifetime, specially given the the fact Loubin abilities in this point were not something to take lightly.
'This is ridiculous, I knew you guys were going to be strong. But how wrong I was thinking the difference was not this big.'
Having put an immediate stop to the bleeding of his left side, with pain on his face Loubin grabs his left arm on the floor. After recovering some of his breath he speaks towards the "Acolyte" .
'Since you took your time to come here, I guess I'll have to bring and end to you like I did with your disgusting minions'
The man with a scar on his face does nothing but smile, Loubin did not know if he was crazy or not, he grabs tight his severed left arm and makes it explode. A mist of blood can be seem, once the mist starts to dissipate Loubin can be seem holding a somehow long and thick red crimson blade. Something that looked similar to a cross, that's the type of "sword" it would be said that Loubin was holding. A dark red kind of mantle was covering the injured that the "Acolyte" had done over Loubin. He was sure, this fight would be the start of what he had desired ever since he found out about the reality of the world he lives in. Even with the remorse and regret he had feel for a long time he grabs the sword tight and with a clear mind he fills himself with determination to end the horrible entity that's right in front of him.