Chapter 315 - The Ark Of Finished Revenge

"Take it or leave it. I do not like mindless and useless chatter with lowly scum like you," spat the figure.

Alice clutched onto the chain and the vial. She then glanced down to the child, who was looking all over the place. It was the only short she has to finally end this suffering. She sighed and gave the man the chain.

"Here, I will give you one more bottle, it'll be for if the first time doesn't work. The child looks quite worth," said the hooded figure, holding up another bottle.

Alice sighed and took the extra bottle and placed it in her pocket. But before she could leave, the child took the second bottle away and stuffed it in her pocket. She didn't notice a thing since she was so happy about dropping her child.

Alice walked out of the store with the goods, excited, and ecstatic that she could finally do away with her enemy. She made a beeline with her neighbor's well. It was soon time. But was met with Ysabeau, heading out for a run.

Eager to plot her murder, she asked Ysabeau to stay for a bit.

"Why are you so excited?" asked Ysabeau, giving a gentle smile.

"I managed to make a whole batch of grape juice yesterday, so I want to pass you some," said Alice, hurrying into her house.

She rummaged through her pantry and found the grape juice. She then popped a few drops of the poison into the juice and rushed out.

"Try it!"

Ysabeau finished it within a second.

"It's refreshing! Thanks!"

With that Ysabeau ran off. With inhuman speed, she really needed to feel the rush of the winds.

"Alice! Are you going to clean the well?" asked Ysabeau's husband, while he was busy feeding the baby.

"Yea! I'm going to clean it now," replied Alice as she locked her gate.

After a while, Alice managed to clean the well and popped the vial into the well's water. She grinned with villainous eyes. She then gave a large bucket to Ysabeau's husband and child.

"Why was Ysabeau so eager to get out?" asked Alice, as the husband held the bucket.

"She went to stretch her wings and look for something. Turns out, she saw this little girl at the local eatery last night and wanted to find her. But, Ysabeau headed out mainly to stretch her wings."

"You've got something to give her?" asked the husband.

"I've already given her the thing I wanted her to try, but I was wondering why she dashed off so quickly."

"She gets quite cramped, living in small human space. She said that living in such places made her very uncomfortable, so she loves transforming back to her old self in the barren lands behind us," explained Ysabeau's husband.

Alice went back into her empty house and slumped onto the chair. With her hands shaking, she knew she had to pretend once more. Enough to convince Ysabeau that it had been an accident. But all of a sudden, the ground shook. A man was running around, screaming.

"They're here, the bombers are here! Run!" cried the man.

Alice rushed out and ran towards the main town. But halted when she heard a bomb blast. She fell forwards after getting blasted by the shockwave of a bomb. When she regained consciousness, she witnessed her house destroyed and covered with smoke and flames.

She looked at Ysabeau's house, which was also affected by the bomb. Alice rushed in but was stopped at the sight of the bodies. Ysabeau's husband sat slumped over on the dining chair, with the baby in his arms.

She knew that her revenge was complete, but she was feeling dread over the fact that she killed an innocent child. It shouldn't affect her that much, right? She locked her own child in the darkness for more than years. A simple infant's death should not weigh on her, right?

Meanwhile, the child left in the care of the creepy hooded figure was now standing in the middle of the room. He had yet to take the chain. As the hooded figure drew to his height, the little girl made a run for it.

"Damn it!" cursed the figure, giving chase to the brat.

She dashed out and into the light. Her feet were badly bruised but she kept on running. She knew that the vial was going to cause harm, but she didn't know how her mother was going to use it. She looked behind but the hooded figure was nowhere to be seen.

That is until she knocked onto something. Or someone.

"She gave me a menace.. What a dreadful day," mumbled the hooded figure, who grabbed the child by her neck and brought her to his height.