Chapter 46 - the real her

Uno went back to the village chief residence. When he reached the specific house, the crowd was set to sail and with just a few touches, they are ready to go.

"Is she gonna be okay?" Behind him, he heard Marga's feeble voice talked to him. Although he heard her loud and clear, he heeds no mind in responding to the girl behind him. He strode to the group of people outside the chief's home.

"Please, bring her back —alive." grabbing at the hem of his shirt, she spoke unsteadily.

"Miss Marga, please don't delay me further from doing my job." Turning his head behind him, he spoke in a monotonic tune. Lightly pulling the hem of his shirt, he left the pretentious girl behind him.

The town's chief was giving notes to one of his men when Uno entered the mini meeting room office.

Seeing the young lad who made a scene earlier, he spoke, "I see you are still here. You are not as impulsive as I thought you were earlier."

Keeping his poker face, Uno cut to the chase.

"I need to know the truth. Is there something that I should expect to that side of the island?"

"If there is, what is it?" Keeping his cool, Uno questioned the chief —continuing to his series of queries. "Or rather, who is it? I already find it weird that this island is so peaceful yet barren… legend story huh?" receiving no response from the guilty old man, he spoke once again.

"Wasting any more time, ain't gonna help. If that girl dies —you're safety isn't guaranteed either, sir. I need to know what's coming." Uno kept his cool for as long as he can remember to clear his head and make wise decisions but undergoing such delay makes his patience slimmer, hence, he boldly threatened the old man in front of him.

Seeing his adamant eagerness, the chief exhaled heavily before opening his mouth and started to speak.

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"Hmm. This is always the best in times of need." Seraphina says as she munches a dried beef jerky —given or rather forced to hand it to her. They are currently sitting face to face with the man she kept captive. Sitting at the man she crashed his head moments ago, she smiled blissfully whilst making the lifeless body of the other man as if it was a pillow cushion.

BANG!

"I told you don't be stupid. As you can see, I don't mind letting you live but I have a very… very slim patience." sensing the man trying to untie his tied hands behind him, Seraphina shot a warning shot near his feet. Just a few more inches and the bullet could have impaled him.

"What do you want?! Who sent you?!" he asked in desperation increasing his tone.

"I want to leave here safe and sound and I crashed from above -- like a fallen angel."

"You are not gonna leave this place! You can't. To whoever sent you must've got a death wish." the man affirmed.

"Really?"

"Just you wait! I'll kill you but before that, I'll make you scream like a little kitty while f*cking you hard until you beg me to kill you." the man hissed to her turning to a real maniac.

"Interesting…" gulping at the last piece of the beef jerky, she continues,

"I like your eyes… I wonder if you wanted to have a taste? Do you?" no one can determine if Seraphina was serious or just blabbing things but the man in front of her was momentarily stunned, looking back to her —he gave him a meaningful smirk making him shudder involuntarily.

"since you have given me a snack why don't I return the favor? Sounds good?" she continues. She stood up and starts to make small strides towards the man.

"wha- what're you doing? You're dragon's…" he blabbers in panic as he moves backward —horrified. Stopping in her tracks, Seraphina squinted her eyes, looking interested to the man's last words.

"dragon?"

"you're one of his men ain't you?" the man's shaky voice spoke as if he was certain to his accusations. Seraphina continues to get close to the tied man, she knelt down looking him in eye level.

"start talking." she spoke. The man gulped a mouthful of saliva then started talking.

"the only man who wants to oppose Gavriil is Dragon. Do you think he can get away with this? He just made things worst. He'll kill him! and you!"

"Petrov…" Seraphina whispers hearing a familiar name.

"So if yo--" before he could finish his sentence, he was hit by his own rifle he surrendered to Seraphina. His body automatically crashed to the muddy ground.

One.

Two.

Three.

She lost count as a series of pounding by the gun handle hit the man's face. Some of his blood splashes to Seraphina's face and body as she continues to smash his head hard — real hard until she saw his brains.

"just as I thought you save your a_s_s — that let off some steam, hoo." she spoke. She stood up as if she hadn't done a horrific cold blood murder.

"You see, just the thought of Dragon makes me go cray... same as Gavriil. And Dragon isn't the only one who wants to mess with that guy—Luciano too. May the best mob win." making her last statement, she left the two lifeless bodies laying on the ground.

Ruthless.

Violent.

Psycho.

All were seen in her black murderous eyes.

The real her.