~ The Adventurer Chronicle 11 ~
"... waited for the blood to stop flowing, as the wound in his arm started to heal. A few moments later, he stood up on his foot, shook off the blood and reajusted his cape as he walked away from his friends, who were now regrouping and taking care of their on wounds. They turned just in time to see him far away, walking in the ruined hall south of where they had just fought, they thought to call him back, but hesitated knowing their words would have no effect.
Driven in deep anger, he jumped over a fallen pilar, going deep into the dark hall, then holding his arms together up his face, he whispered in obvious anger some words then threw his arms open, then as the hall got darker and he walked on, a rift appeared in his way, and as he cross it he was no longer near his conrades.
A few steps brought him to a red carpet, leading into a open room, with a fireplace, walls full of books, look more like a library, he crossed the room, ignoring the looks of wonder in the faces of those who were reading until his arrival. As he reached the main door, about three meters from it, he turned right to face the green-brown wall, one of the only parts of the room without a book. With the wave of his hand shapping strange symbols, he watched as the wall shone were his fingers just were and opened into the ground revealing an equally large room which he charged in as if trying to reach someone before everyone could react. In quick speed he crossed part of the new room and shouted: "- You know I am the only one who knows how to kill you, you do not want me to do that and you know I will. Why did you break our bargain... and do not try to run, you know you can´t..."
The man in a dark green suit just as if by instinct, jumped away about 5 meters to grab the handrail of the second floor, just in time to avoid the grappling hand in his neck. He..."
~ End of Part 11 ~