It took a while to calm and subdue the uprising tension within the little players that were present. Their eyes were fixed on Zakar as he stood above the carcass of Caslurk.
"Now everyone be gone!!! To your rooms immediately!!!" General Lemon thundered in anger and authority. Everyone scrambled away. Each not wanting to be a prey to either the General or Zakar.
Zakar sighed lightly and stared at the sky. He knew this was an ambush attack. At least he got the name of someone, Zermon. But what was he going to do with a name in a situation like this?
Whoever this Zermon was either working for someone or was a boss of his own. The thought of him being an agent made him more suspicious. Who would want him dead? And moreover why? Was there really a great fun in doing something so stupid?
Then his pulses paused for a while. He had to analyse this quickly. He had two suspects. First was the creepy Negative Entity. Yah. He had reasons to believe so.
