I try to wriggle out of Najem's grasp yet his grip on my wrist was harsh and firm…
"I have been waiting for this moment…" Najem tightens the hold on my wrist menacingly "the day my dear boss asked me for a favour…" he continues while wiping a fake tear from the corner of his eye in a childish manner…
"No… I am not coming with you…" I groan annoyed at his theatrical performance….
Joon-ho just leans on a ruined electrical pole watching the exchange keenly…
"Hey! I am not going to harm you!" Najem's brows shoot up him pretending to be offended…
"I have always been an underestimated woodling—" he starts to spit out his back-story in an overly dramatic tone I cut his sentence in half as I burn his knee with my magic infused rusty pipe…
"How dare you!?!" Najem yelps in shock "I was narrating an extraordinary tale…" he adds as he lets go of my wrist and prepares for battle…
Great I am about to fight one of the top 500 of the Abyss with my unfit body and spaghetti arms…
I am doomed…
My hands shake as I hold my pipe tighter…. Philip comes beside me his aura controlling the scattered stones and bricks…
"Don't you dare hurt Jina!!!" Philip yells angrily as he throws a few rocks at Najem using aura mastary…
"Kid step aside…" Najem's eyes narrow in frustration with a flick of his fingers vines sprout out of the ground and capture every stone Philip controlled…
The young boy gasps at how easily his magical attack was nullified his short legs shook slightly he was clueless about his next move… Philip looks up at me waiting for a signal…
"Ever since my formation within mother's womb… society called me a demon's spawn—" Najem walks towards me shoving Philip onto the floor ignoring all form of resistance…
"I don't need your life story… get to the point…" I dodge his touch and back away…
"Ahem—" he clears his throat dramatically then places his hand on my shoulder "as I was saying—" Najem's grip tightens…
Marcy stood there afraid unable to move… she wanted to run… terror was plastered on her face… yet something within her sparkled brighter than the stars….
It was an unknown feeling she never experienced….
With shaking legs she stepped forward shielding me from the weird childish character…
"This is for protecting me from my uncle…" she smiled warmly then a slap landed on Najem's face he yelps in surprise…
"That was uncalled for weakling…" his playful mood flipped upside down replaced by a smoke of pure fury…
He grabbed Marcy's wrist spinning her then tossing her aside I shout in horror as blood drops from her forehead…
"I am sorry… it's all my fault…" I whisper anxiously after running to Marcy and wiping the blood from her face…
"None of this is your fault… you never chose an apocalypse to happen…" she sighed as she got up again weakly…
"Oh you are fine…" I turn my back to her and try to stiffen up in order to look strong…
"Wow I am touched by your friendship!!!" Najem mocks as he looms over us…
Even though we have an average hight for woman this woodling man is way taller than us…
In the novel I wrote he was supposed to be Joon-ho's friend at this point of the story…
More like one sided friendship….
Because Joon-ho's bad attitude and Najem's childish manner never got along….
But they always acted like rivals to the point which Joon-ho murdered Najem…. In order to achieve his goal…
Yet one question lingered within my mind why is he on earth?
He appears after the time skip of Joon-ho's training arc…
While I was deep in thought my right arm was being pulled by Najem while my left one was pulled by Marcy and Philip I groan in annoyance…
"Can you three stop that hurts…." My shoulders slump in utter exhaustion…
"Come with me!" Najem insists eagerness written all over him "I will feed you and keep you safe" he smiles "just like the boss ordered…" he whispers the last part…
"She is not a cat!" Philip protests as he prepares his aura and transforms a brick into an arrow…
"Aww— come on kid…" Najem pouts like a little boy "she is safe in the Abyss…" he adds enthusiastically…
The Abyss?!?
My sky blue eyes widen…
The plot is so messed up…
Who changed it?
Suddenly Najem grabs me and drags me to the blood red gate…
Joon-ho gets up and stops right in front of me and Najem…
He glares at Najem taking out his sword and pointing it at the woodling…
"Enough!!!" Joon-ho says in a calm tone yet his facial expression betray the voice…
"Joon-ho I can handle it" I mutter under my breath…
"Sure you can" he laughs wickedly "you never killed a living being before…" he looks at Najem psychopathicly…
The poor woodling let's go of me then trembles slightly his resolve dwindling as Joon-ho pressured him with pure aura…
"I will come back next time!" Najem declares as he disappears into the crimson portal…
"Just use your aura goody two shoes…" Joon-ho shakes his head in a gesture of pure mockery…
"Thanks…" I turn back to Philip and Marcy they hug me tightly…
"If you are useless… you know what happens…" Joon-ho winks darkly then disappears into the crowd of frantic survivors…