Alexa
#He's my son
Nah!
He was again made to stop, while staring intently at the vampire members who got cell guard duty on that day. Everything looked cold and also looked arrogant, but they were all presumably nothing more than frozen cold creatures.
Yes, those are the only words that can come out of Wilmer's mouth to insult his enemy who has too much special ability.
He went back to hiding behind the cold and sturdy walls, started to try to keep an eye on every situation, and thought it was possible that his son might be in custody.
Yes, as at first thought, his son is indeed a young man who does not have too much courage, but his son is not a man who can be said to be a coward, is not he himself who knows, his son would not have been able to escape from the war if there was not one thing suffocating.
"Yes, they should have strangled my son's neck, where would they have held my son?" Wilmer asked, of course, muttering.
He then looked around, there was no other way for him to enter, whether it was a gap, or maybe even a magic door, none of it.
"Damn!" Lirih.
The only door to be able to get into the holding cell and make sure his son is there or not, is just that door, the door that is now being guarded tightly by vampire members is seen, huhh, creepy.
Faces that are more fierce than the vampire crumbs that he fought before, it seems he will only die lice if trying to fight the children.
How did he get in there without a fight?
And he began to think hard, trying to find a more appropriate way for him to get in there without any fighting, until he finally thought of one of the craziest ideas.
"Well, I'm not so sure of my own idea, how can I think like that?" He was confused by the only idea he had in his brain.
Only, could he rely on one idea which to himself is, nothing more than a doubt?
He thought again, trying to think about the next risk he would get if he played around with his bad idea. First, if his disguise was exposed, then he should also be prepared with his weapons to fight them all, second, if he won, and made it through their horde, too, he himself was so confused about where else to go, because other than that door, there was no other door.
"I heard that the fight ahead is still fierce, they look a little bit better than they used to be" said the other vampire, while the other six are being made fun of playing cards.
Like humans, they are also very cool at gambling there, taking their time to have fun.
"Yes, and I dare to guarantee, they will only go home with a cry!"
Ha. ha. ha..
The other lead, feeling that everything that would happen to the wolf group was just failure and nonsense.
Others recite the laughter, until finally they do not realize they have lost a gap that is very detrimental to themselves.
Laughs abstrusely, with great carelessness, they did not even notice when a man dressed in a black red robe looking like they all appeared to enter and pass through their tightening security.
They were still laughing foolishly at the wolves, if not at a time like this, maybe Wilmer had hit them all out, only, he had to hold his emotions tightly for a moment, he was quiet until he discovered the whereabouts of the son.
"Basic son of a bitch! It can only trouble the old man! Just be careful if you can't marry that special princess, I'll beat your head to a punch!" The bait is in his heart, he wants to take it out in front of Shaga later if he has met.
He then looked throughout the cell, many apparently prisoners there, most are vampires who are either exposed to what cases until they are snared and chained to their necks with thin, dry faces with pale lips.
"Help me.."
"Please save me.."
"Free me, sir, please.."
Along the way, he always got a request for help from every cell occupant, until finally, at the very end of the cell, which is very dark and also does not appear anything, he said, he did not find such a shouting voice anymore, and it made him feel a little curious.
He began to look inward, trying to see what was in the darkness, for some reason the sunlight did not penetrate his cell, slowly getting closer.
He started hearing voices \*\*\*\*\*\*\*hunting breath accompanied by another voice that was a little scary to him.
But he didn't back down, he wasn't a frightened warrior, he was a hero filled with courage. And now, with a tremble all over her body, she finally began to venture to look ever closer.
"You coming?"
"A?"
He was so surprised to hear the voice, the very heavy voice, and again creepy, for some reason the feathers bristled perfectly when he heard the voice.
He took a few steps back too. Something emerged from the darkness, and then displayed an extremely tall, well-built figure, with a checkered chest that was also mixed with thin feathers adding to the figure being a little more frightening.
The curves of his body clearly look sangar, with a chest that is very perfect in shape, let alone part of his stomach that, huhh, is fascinating.
If she was a woman, it seemed like she could fall in love with the beauty of that body, huhh, really bring up the heat instantly.
He was stunned for a moment, the face that the monster had must have been extremely sinister, and was also filled with great fury. He knew, the owner of this body, it should be nothing compared to him, yet it was only a guess.
He was still stunned. A flash of light that slipped through the air hole seemed to slowly reveal the face. The face that was originally a question and a guess by Wilmer, and finally the wait will finally pay off.
That face would be present looking at him with full of surprise. And sure enough, when his face emerged from the darkness, Wilmer was surprised.
Golden eyes, with hard bones all over his body, and now, those bones are getting hardened, let alone the muscles that are there, huhh!
It's impressive!
He was stunned for a moment, before finally, he dared to say, that it was his son.
"A? Shaga?"
"Dad, were you surprised to see your son?"
"Dad doesn't know what happened to you, but you look cooler!"
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