Book 5: Chapter 13
Vyvyan gently landed from the sky. Her emerald dress blew in the wind, and not a drop of blood stained it. But when she landed, she landed in an area that was like a small creek of blood. The stench of blood in the pitch-black forest could irritate one’s nose. The creatures that had a fondness for blood rushed over and lay in ambush in the water while sharpening their fangs and claws in the darkness. Vyvyan’s blood-red eyes shined brighter than the moonlight in the pitch-black forest. She wore her wild and crazy smile on her face like the leader of a pack of wolves before gnawing at its prey. She walked up to a tree with graceful steps like a dance and hugged a small troll in front of a female troll.
The female troll looked at her, hugged her child with terror and shouted something at Vyvyan. Vyvyan stood in front of her and patiently listened to what she had to say.
The wild beasts in their surroundings roared. They wanted to just leap over and tear into their final prey. Vyvyan gently tiptoed up. The entire forest went silent at her command.
Vyvyan pinched her chin and softly said to the female, “I understand now. You’re saying that you had no food because of the extreme cold up north and were left with no choice but to come here, right?”
The mother troll seemed to stop to think about something and then nodded rapidly. Vyvyan didn’t need to learn the language of trolls. She used her magic as a replacement for language to communicate with her by entering their subconscious. She looked at the woman and then swept her gaze around the frozen organs that poured out of the sliced-open guts of trolls and said, “So you’re a victim too.”
The female troll nodded with everything she had and begged for mercy with her whimpers. She even pointed to the child in her arms for Vyvyan to see. Vyvyan paused and then revealed a friendly smile. She said, “What a coincidence, you’re a mother too? I’m a mother. I’m a mother too. My son is cute like yours. Ah, no, no, cuter than yours. Aah, my son was so cute when he was this young. So, so cute. He never bit me when I breastfed him. Once he was full he’d look up at me and smile. And then when he called me ‘mom’ afterwards, my heart virtually melted. Aah, how can there be such a cute child in this world? Too cute, too cute, too cute, too cute, too cute, too cute… My son is the cutest in the world… the cutest…”
Vyvyan’s speech got quicker and quicker while at the same time the blood-red colour in her eyes became clearer and clearer like her entire body was illuminating a red light. She reached her hands out and grabbed her face with a claw-like hand posture tightly while smiling with extreme infatuation. Her face was so distorted like that of a demon’s while her intense breathing made her look like she was being pumped full of air like a balloon. With every breath she breathed out, a white mist came out from her mouth.
“Haa… haa… my son… my son, my son is the cutest in the world… The cutest… he’s the cutest… so… so… no one is allowed to touch my son, whether it’s you or that woman… no one!”
The female troll jerked her body and a blood-red ice-spike pierced through her skin from underneath her body, penetrating through the top. Her entire body was covered in blood-red like a sea-urchin pierced by a hedgehog. The spike pierced through her child she was holding onto as well. Losing her balance, she fell to the floor while the ice-spike shattered as if hit the ground and slowly turned into blood.