Chapter 11
Jael was lost, horribly lost, and with no hope of finding his way. It didn't matter, though, it wasn't as if he knew where he was going. He just simply… knew… that he was lost.
Around him the woods stretched as far as the eye could see. With a sigh he began his descent. Climbing this tree had NOT been a goo idea. He should have known when he cracked his skull against a branch, landed on a dragon's nest and had to climb again for his life when the nest's owner returned. He had to admit he had been extremely lucky that that huge terra dragon had just eaten!
Once he set foot on the ground, he started walking towards the tree-covered mountains he had seen far to his left.
Mabel grinned maniacally as she caught sight of the Zaibachian melefs. So at last someone dared to intrude her domain! She would make them pay for it!
She waited, alert, and watched as the soldiers jumped out of the metal contraptions.
A shiver ran up and down her back. Yes, she could already smell their blood and feel the rush of power and ecstasy that killing them would bring her. Perhaps she could even play with them for a while, to make it even more exiting!
She was just taking her first steps towards her unsuspecting victims, when a tiny voice in the back of her mind told her to wait.
Wait for what? For them to leave? I don't think so.
Just do it, you won't regret it!
For a second she pondered about it, and the she crouched back into her hiding spot.
No sooner had she done that, that the last melef's cockpit opened, and out jumped a white-haired guy, with impressive and blood-thirsty red eyes.
I know him!
Of course you do! See, I told you waiting wouldn't hurt!
-"Dilern…'''
Authors note:
Please, don't hate me for the short chapters! I know it's a bit confusing, but I promise it'll all make sense later! I'll try to post at least once a week, but that will be only if I get some reviews, ok?