Under the intense shower of rain a young man with pale blue hair that was drenched under the rain rested on the hilt of his sword it was obvious he was beat
Azrel looked up, around him,where multiple soldiers who where wounded badly, they where writhing in pain. Azrel stood up pulling his sword out from the soft soil with a sharp gaze that could pierce into the soul of a mountain he watched the man in front of him, the man also watched him with the same gaze.
After what seemed like a year of staring Azrel gaze weakened as h
"Why?______why would my father agree to sacrifice his grandson?"
Azrel body shivered aggressively under the ruthless pour of the rain as he watched the unmoving man under the rain.
Without a form of emotion the man in rain pulled down his hood revealing a middle aged man with sharp features that looks insanely alike with that of Azrel.
"Hmph ,what a pity, I guess I overestimated you "
Without any form of wetness the man moved regally in the rain, his steps dividing the waters in front of him, with an expressionless gaze he looked at Azrel with disappointment "I expected my heir to understand that most times we have to sacrifice for the greater good of the clan and the world"
Infuriated Arel lifted his voice " What greater good are we preserving when we sacrifice a month old infant?" Still shivering aggressively
The middle aged man took one more step and as a rain drop was about to fall before him he flicked his finger and the water rushed forward with insane speed, Azrel noticing this gathered energy on his blade countering the projectile coming towards him, boom the spot where Azrel was destroyed immediately and he was flung away by the force of the hit , he stabbed his sword on the ground with force stabilizing his fall.
With a furious gaze he looked up at the middle aged man "I guess I'm expecting too much" Azrel stood up with determination as he pointed his sword towards the middle aged man who was approaching calmly in the heavy rain, immediately he channelled energy around him and accelerated towards the middle aged man, he swung his sword aggressively with all the energy he could muster but the middle aged man stopped the assault just with the palm of his hand, scoffing he asked sarcastically "Is that all?"
Without emotions the middle aged man pushed at the blade sending Azrel back some meters, causing him to couph blood.
"Even if you want to defend your family you should have enough strength for it"
Turning back the middle aged man said "I expected better"
Azrel lay down on his back as he watched the furious rain smiling and crying at the same time....