Chapter 31: Third
"Alright... let's go see Enren," one of the Zetens muttered, exhaling sharply as he pushed himself to his feet.
The others followed, stepping over the body sprawled before them, the boy who had caused them so much trouble. Dune lay motionless, his chest still, his once-defiant gaze now empty.
"I still can't believe that kid managed to destroy the core, and kill two of us. another grumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Enren's going to be pissed."
"Yeah, but at least we killed him," someone else added, though there was no satisfaction in his voice, just relief.
Then they froze.
A strange sensation prickled at the back of their necks, a cold presence.
"Hey...Dave behind you." The man stiffened. Slowly, he turned, And there stood Dune.
But this wasn't the same boy they had just killed. His body was dark, as if all light had been drained from him. He stood completely still, his posture eerily unnatural, his very existence setting off something primal in their instincts.
No one spoke. No one moved.
"What... the hell?" one of them whispered.
"His heart stopped. We checked, he was dead!"