Chapter 90: A dark night

"He is..." Tiamat murmured, watching how Strax was walking, after they had made a contract with him. Both Tiamat and Ouroboros now sort of... shared the room, if we can put it that way.

"Yes, he is very angry," Ouroboros said as she observed her master from afar, for some reason... "Why is he so handsome?" She questioned to the wind and Tiamat's face turned dark, then she roared, "Of course he's handsome! He's my Master!" She shouted, "Your master?! He's MY Master!" They started to argue inside the spiritual world trembled, fortunately...

Strax was just walking silently in the darkness, the night was... tense. The night was closed, and the shadows seemed to writhe around Strax as he marched down the path. Christine's assassins were all around him, silent and deadly figures, ready to execute their orders without hesitation. Strax's aura gleamed like a dark fire, his fury fueling the intensity of his presence.

"The Olarin Clan is powerful," remarked one of the assassins, his face hidden in the darkness. "They have magical defenses and ruthless guardians. But nothing will protect them."

"I don't care about their defenses," growled Strax, his hand tightening on the sword at his waist. "I will destroy everything until I find who did this to Beatrice."

First, all that was passing through his head was that, nothing really mattered, perhaps a foolish thought? Well, he didn't care, once again, it was just a bunch of idiots who grew up to kill each other, that's how he saw this Olarin Clan that Darius made a contract with.

Strax from the shadows finally saw his target. His Real Target.

The Olarin Clan's estate was a fortified complex, surrounded by high walls and guarded by armed sentries and defensive spells. The shadows of the towers projected against the night sky, and a sense of threat hung in the air.

Strax stopped at a distance, his eyes scanning the terrain. "Just guards and spells," he murmured, "they are not prepared for assaults like this, clear the sides, without mercy... We have to be swift and precise, I will create a distraction," said Strax, watching the guards with keen eyes. "We need to get in and out before they can alert anyone.

Failures are not permitted," he said and the assassins nodded.

Strax gripped his swords, feeling the power pulsating within them. "I'll make a mess. Hopefully they won't let any of them escape, that will be a problem," he sighed as he emerged from the shadows towards the main gate of the compound.

He came walking calmly while opening his arms, giving wide spaces between his body and the swords that began to emerge in golden and purple lights.

Tiamat's voice whispered in his mind, a constant reminder of the power he carried. "They don't know what awaits them, Master... Destroy them for Beatrice." Ouroboros, on the other hand, was a soft murmur, but equally seductive, "Be relentless, Strax. They must pay for what they did."

Thalion, aware that his life depended on his answer, stuttered, "Darius delivered her to us... we only followed his orders."

The mention of Darius fueled Strax's rage. He clenched his jaw tightly, his fists trembling with anger. "You will pay for every injury you caused her," he said with a voice that carried promises of vengeance.

Before Thalion could say anything else, Strax swiftly and accurately struck, his sword piercing the Clan Olarin leader's chest.

"AHHH!" Thalion let out an agonizing scream, his body falling heavily to the ground, blood spreading around him.

The remaining counselors and guards who hadn't died watched in horror as their leader was killed before them. Some tried to attack Strax, but they were quickly dispatched by Christine's assassins, whose blades showed no mercy.

Strax looked coldly around the hall, his mind already planning the next move. With a nod, he signaled for the assassins to advance and cleanse the entire clan. The night was far from over, and he was determined to erase them all from existence.

"Ouroboros, he's all yours," Strax said, and the sword took the form of a snake, beginning to pierce the still-living man's body, expanding and shrinking in size, torturing him effortlessly. Meanwhile, Strax scanned the surroundings, searching for something...

"We found this," he heard from one of the Assassins, who handed over a kind of contract... "Well, with this, we can go," Strax said. "Now, only Darius remains," he said...

He turned and opened the System tab, after several days without even using it, now he had a lot to check before fighting against his incredible brother.

"Predator," he murmured, reading the description.

[Like a Dragon, you are the greatest living predator, the merging of the Dragon Aura skill and your immense will to consume your enemy and bring them to death created this ability. Skill: Every time the Dragon aura is used to antagonize creatures, they can feel colossal fear. It can be used on any race below your cultivation level]

"This will be useful," Strax muttered to himself, briefly closing his eyes to focus his energy. With a quick movement, he closed the System and mentally prepared himself for the imminent confrontation with his treacherous brother. With everything in order, he looked at the assassins around him, "Let's go," he said firmly. "Darius is next, and he will suffer greatly."

The assassins nodded in silence. The night was no longer so dark now, the light from the burning property was something everyone in the Duchy could see, and of course, the soldiers quickly arrived and came upon the scene... So many burned and dead bodies, so many lives lost... They didn't even know what to do, but they needed to put out that fire.