Gravity: I'm so so so so sorry! I had finals to study for!
B.T.W. I don't own this, although I wish I did
Raules:
How could he? I wasn't even gone for more than two weeks. . . The moment I arrive at the castle, I smell blood! My master's blood! He's sleeping now. I had to give him a major dose of my blood. Philos's scent is all around here. I'm going to kill that bastard!
Philos:
That was like taking candy from a baby. But I could remove Duzzell's face from my mind. The face he made when I plunged the blade into his stomach.
Philos's Mind:
LET ME OUT! Why can't I leave? Someone is in control of my body! HELP!
Philos:
The real me is struggling again. I shut him down though and sweep into Ishtar's throne room. Only she and Darres are there, and they both turn to look at me. I move closer to bow but pause. I hear something. Glass shatters and pain strikes my left arm.
Raules:
He will die. I will make sure that every single drop of blood in that body is spilled across the ground. A glass window appears in front of me, but I pay it no mind. Just hurl myself right through it. I can see him in front of me and I slash out, cutting his arm.
"What's all this about Raules?" God, I hate that smirk. I want to wipe it off of his face. Better yet, wipe him off of the face of the earth!
"You killed Duzzell!" I snarl and Ishtar gasps. He snickers slightly before responding.
"So?" I've had enough. I bring out my ultimate attack. But before I can even fire it, Duzzell is in front of Philos, shielding him with his arms spread wide.
Gravity: Ugh. Smallest chapter ever.