Chapter 128: No One Will Hurt You
Ivan’s oddly calm presence had gained the attention of everyone present in the orb room, and unlike them whose expressions were morphed into one of disbelief and shock, Ivan’s laid-back demeanor remained unfaltering as he stepped inside. A look of relief washed over Claire’s face to see Ivan coming to her aid, and in order to gain his attention, she let out a shrill cry, loud enough for him to hear so he could take note of the life threatening predicament she unprecedentedly found herself in.
"Ivan!"
"Hold on, going anywhere near her will trigger the vines." Tobias immediately warned his cousin who stopped in his gait, but he neither retreated nor approached. The last thing everyone needed to witness presently was a situation that could not be explained...and this? If everyone of them is finding it difficult to understand why Samantha was being embraced by the same vines that is threatening to kill Claire, then the least they could do was stay patient and calm, but then, that rule didn’t apply to Ivan who had stayed still in an attempt to ponder more on his pensive thoughts.
His crimson eyes looked up to stare at his little lamb whose subconscious feelings were automatically controlling the actions of the vines... her heart was in terrible pain, and her pain had triggered the Orb room into seeking vengeance on her behalf. Ivan didn’t want to show any form of reaction since there were times he found his little lamb distinct from normal humans, but was he surprised that his little orb possessed the powers of the orb, very likely yes!
It was a dangerously beautiful sight!
Eamon’s lips set into a thin line as he watched Ivan move forward, deliberately ignoring the advice of Tobias, but as the vampire Lord approached the servant who hovered mid-air, the vines, which had stopped everyone else from going near Samantha, didn’t come in his path, to their bewilderment. When a guard tried to seize the opportunity to finally get closer and free the vampiress, it wasn’t the vines who stopped him this time, but it was Ivan himself, as merely darting a glance at the guard had him flung to the side by a strong invisible force that sent him breaking through the glass window and down to his doom. The guards who pointed weapons at his little lamb were being compelled to drop them, and the minute the weapons were discarded, Ivan’s fist clenched hard, and the glass shards from the broken windows moved in lightning speed to slit the throat of all the guards who made attempts to go near his little lamb, whilst ending their mysery with a quick death that left everyone, especially Carina and son in a state of mental shock.
"I dare any single person in this room to try and harm her, your heads will be flying off the window next!" He warned, and there was nothing that hinted his malevolent statement as a joke.
"Ivan?" Carina, who seemed a little relieved at first that Ivan was going to stop this strange phenomenon, was left staring aghast as he came to stand at the spot where Samantha’s body remained afloat. Turning around to look at his family, a disdainful smirk curved his sinful lips, and before everyone else knew what was happening, Eamon, including Carina and the guards who had whipped his little lamb earlier, were instantly wrapped by the vines, and in one swift motion, they were hoisted aloft with Claire, ready to be devoured by hungry plants that uprooted from the ground below, breaking through the cemented floor.
"Get away from me! What is this madness?!" Eamon tried to claw his way through using his vampiric nails, but when he eventually succeeded in freeing himself, another vine was prepared to catch him before he could drop to the ground. He was hoisted up once more, and he could feel his powers weaken with each squeeze of the vines as they continued to drain his energy. The screams of his Mother and his sister filled the air as they tried to avoid the cannibalistic plants that were ready to feast on their flesh.
"What are you doing?! What sort of trap are you getting us into?" Demanded Eamon who felt more infuriated by the smirk plastered on Ivan’s face. "Care to explain what this is about? I deserve to know!"
"It’s called reaping what you sow." Ivan quipped in a matter-of-fact tone before he deadpanned. "Humiliating my little lamb in front of everyone, calling her names, whipping her for the people of EmptyHollow to see and witness.. did you really think you’d get away with it?" A derisive scoff escaped his lips, and he clicked his tongue.