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Theodore stared at the dead bodies of the persons whose neck had been slashed and who were lying flat on the castle’s floor, motionless. Their bodies were still warm when he had touched, which meant they were killed probably four to five minutes ago, he thought to himself. Standing up from where he had previously knelt, he turned to look at the servant, who looked tense and worried, waiting for Theodore’s order to be passed.
“See where Lady Elizabeth, Lady Madeline, Lady Monique are right now. If you find them, right away take them to the West Wing. Also inform the servants and the maids to not leave their quarters no matter what,” ordered Theodore.
“What about the rest of the guests?” asked the servant, his eyes turning wide when he heard a scream not too far from the place where they stood.
“Leave them to me, I will take them to a safer place,” stated Theodore. “Go now! Don’t waste any time and take this,” he said, throwing a knife for the servant to catch so that the servant could defend himself if he were to be attacked.
“Yes, Advisor Theodore!” the servant quickly ran in the opposite direction, leaving the bodies that were lying on the floor as they had found out.
Theodore didn’t stay there either, and he started to look for the demons and the people who claimed themselves to be the fallen angels, who had infiltrated into the castle right now. Only if he would have been able to see the Salvette Mortems roaming in the castle, it would be easy to hunt people down. It was strange that he couldn’t see the creatures of death, but Calhoun could. He knew Calhoun was in some way special, but it only made him question upon what the King’s origin was that gave him the ability to look at the creatures of death.
With Lucy, who had locked herself in the room, Theodore only believed that it was for the best for her safety, and he wouldn’t be distracted with any thoughts of worry for her.
“AHHH!” he heard a painful cry of a man, and Theodore quickly ran in the direction. He found a demon who stood near the squashed guard’s head on the once clean marble floor that was now covered in blood.
“Look, who we have here. A brave man who has come to fight,” said the demon looking at Theodore walking in on his crime. “You are just in time to be my next victim.”
The demon had sharp zig-zag teeth, hair straight and sharp combed upwards, and the nails on his fingers sharp.
“You should tell your companions to retrieve back from where you came,” stated Theodore, and the man chuckled.
“Who do you think you are to give orders to me? People in the castle sure are arrogant, aren’t they?” said the demon, a broad smile appearing on his face as he stared at Theodore while scanning the person. “I can sense the King isn’t here. What an opportune as well as inopportune time. It only makes it that much easier for us to take for what we have come here for, while it is sad that we won’t be able to put the King in his place.”
Theodore pulled out the gun that he carried in the back of his clothes, rolling the metal piece where the bullets had been placed earlier. “He is in the place he ought to be. But I think you are in the wrong place.” He couldn’t help but wonder how this person knew that Calhoun wasn’t here in the castle, could he sense it? He questioned it in his mind.
Theodore didn’t know how long it would take for Calhoun to return to the castle, but he would need to take control of the situation and handle it until then.
“Let us see if you are only talk or if you really have any actual value in those words,” smirked the demon while looking at him.
Theodore didn’t wait for the demon and instead pulled the trigger that made the person move from one pillar to another. Before he came near him, the demon dodged the bullets and caught hold of the gun that he had been using to shoot. It was obvious to know that with the speed and appearance of the demon, he didn’t belong to the living world, and the person had come from the underworld.
The demon tried to use the gun, but Theodore had already finished all the bullets, and he said, “You aren’t smart are you.”
Soon both of them ended up in a close combat fight, using their hands and legs to hit each other while keeping Theodore occupied so that the other people who had intruded the castle could find and capture the dark angel from here.
Theodore didn’t give any advantage to the demon, and he was quick to defend himself by dodging the attacks that came from the demon before he used his own demon-vampire strength to hit the demon with his leg that had the person slide away from him.
He could hear the screams and shouts in the nearby corridors, and the demon chuckled, “Why don’t you hand over the girl and we will spare your people.”
“Why don’t you leave, unless you are looking forward to sacrificing your life here. The King won’t be pleased once he comes back,” Theodore warned the man.
“Hmph!” The demon responded before disappearing from Theodore’s sight, something Theodore hadn’t expected to come to stand behind him, putting his hand around Theodore’s neck, ready to tear his head. “Why don’t you seem surprised?” asked the demon as he tried to rip Theodore’s head.
This demon was strong, thought Theodore in his mind while he tried to get the demons’ hand off him. Pulling the knife in his shoe, he stabbed the demon’s leg, who cried out in pain.
“AHH!” the demon cried out in pain. He let go of Theodore as smoke-like fumes escaped from the stabbed area. “What the f.u.c.k did you do?!” he shouted at Theodore.
“I was trying to cleanse you,” came the deadpanned voice from Theodore. The knife he had was made out of silver and holy water. It was created in the church under the guidance of the priests.
