Chapter 12: Black Cube
Rings, gemstone earrings, and bracelets all went into Kain's bag - a simple donation from rich to poor, with a dash of friendly pressure.
Anissa, removing her necklace, frowned.
"You may not even hope to get away with it. Especially you, sly bastard," Anissa hissed, piercing Kain with a glare. "I swear on my family's name, I will find you and make you suffer."
"Save the threats for someone else. That was the first and last time we saw each other," Kain tied the bag and waved his hand. "Come on, there'll be a lot of people here soon. We don't need the extra company."
Shocked by Kain's insolence, Derek nodded silently heading into the forest - it would be impossible to track them there.
Catching Anissa's venomous stare, Kain turned around and tripped over a torn bag of rice, falling in the middle of the cart.
"HAHAHAHAHA!" Anissa exploded with laughter. "That's what you should do! The gods see everything! I hope bad luck will always haunt you."
Shaking off the dust, Kain nodded. "I'm afraid you're too late with that curse."
"Agh...?"
Then, he disappeared after Derek.
Blood, corpses, and the dead raven made Roy's face pale as he fell to the ground, clutching his trembling shoulders.