Book 3: Chapter 26
“Fuu… Fuu…”
Her red eyes stared intently at her prey who was struggling as she strangled its neck. She formed a fireball in her right hand and slammed it onto the face before her. A wind wall was formed at the moment of explosion which kept the blood and brains of her prey from flying all over the place. Her long emerald dress which represented life wasn’t stained with a single drip of blood.
Vyvyan tossed his corpse in her grasp away, walked up to an individual who had his limps snapped and was hung up on a tree, reached her hand out and dragged him down. He cried desperately, begging for mercy in humanity’s language, and a foul stench from his pants exuded into the air. Vyvyan threw him onto the ground with her hand, then stepped on his face with one foot, and took in a deep breath.
“Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! I’ll tell you everything! Someone hired us. We were employed… Aaahh!!”
He grabbed his broken right arm and cried out. Vyvyan ripped his arm off and tossed it aside. Her blood-red eyes looked like they were dripping blood. She bent over at her waist, looked at his face and slowly said: “I don’t care why you came here, and I don’t care who sent you. I’m killing you because you hurt my son. You want to be spared after hurting my son?”
A strike of lightning came down and after a painful cry, all that remained on the ground was the carcass of a human, charcoal and smoke. Vyvyan violently waved her hand and a group of people fell down from the tree. They kicked their legs as they desperately tried to free themselves from the invisible rope around their throats. An instant after, the sound of bones cracking could be heard. Nobody moved as they hung from the tree. Vyvyan whistled to a group of crows circling the sky above. Vyvyan looked at them and aggressively waved her head. The crows rushed down for a meal looking ecstatic before they began to shred the corpses.
Vyvyan took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. If I had to use an example, Vyvyan was basically like a living detective as she scanned the forest with a panoramic view through her eyes. Not a single living human silhouette was missed. She saw two bodies sitting inside a cave. She assumed it was her son and Lucia so she didn’t panic. Instead, she tried to locate more assassins in the forest and found three groups.
Vyvyan opened her eyes. Her blood-red eyes showed her irresistible urge to kill. Vyvyan is by no means a kind, forgiving person. She killed many during the war for her son. She has the image of a loving mother in the eyes of her people but she appears as a demon of destruction in the eyes of her enemies. It had been a long time since she exhibited the murderous tendencies of the Galadriel tribe. She had lived with the identity of a mother for a long time. However, the blood and cries of pain stirred her instinct as a hunter. She didn’t rush to find her son because she confirmed that he had Lucia by his side. She instead focused on killing all the enemies within the forest.
Vyvyan vanished in an instant. When she reappeared, loud cries of despair before the enemies died could be heard throughout….