Silva transformed back and started walking toward the burning labs. His every step was heavy; the smell of chemicals, smoke, and blood filled the air.
The closer he got, the more the rage inside him increased. He tried his best not to rush there. It got to the point where he started humming a song he recalled from Earth: “Highway to Hell.”
He took out his sword, and soon after, his speed increased. Finally, he arrived at the scene. Using his vibration sensor, he could sense all the fights happening inside.
He could see the dead bodies littering the floor—his own people lying dead. His heart tightened as he saw this.
“Quin, Gallan, I want all of you to leave where you are. The training has been paused. Find Drake, and he’ll fill you in,” Silva said to them telepathically and disconnected.
He walked into the massive lab. The immense heat from the burning buildings touched his skin, but it did nothing to him.
He looked up and saw a group of people running toward him. They were not his people, so he knew these were some of the ones responsible for this.
He gripped his sword tightly and didn’t even wait a second. He slashed, releasing a massive arc of abyssal flames.
The flames cut through the people like a hot knife through butter, killing everyone on the spot. But Silva was not satiated yet.
Killing them that quickly was not satisfying, so he decided that whoever he saw next would endure a gruesome death.
He headed deeper inside, and an enemy spotted him. The enemy, a young man with a sword, immediately charged at Silva.
Silva faced the enemy and then stretched out his hand. The man tried to cut through Silva’s arm without thinking, but Silva caught the blade easily.
The man was shocked when this happened. He tried to pull the sword away, but Silva’s grip was too strong. In the flash of an eye, Silva grabbed him by the neck and lifted the man off the ground.
Silva took the flailing man and brought him close to the flames. He brought his face so near that the man started screaming.
“You decided to take away the peace of my home, so I’ll make every one of you suffer the worst pain before you die,” Silva said and then shoved his face into the flames.
The flames burned the man’s face. He screamed like a dying pig, but Silva refused to let him go. He kept his face in the flames until it melted, yet the man was still alive.
Silva pulled him out and threw his body to the ground. Then he stepped on the head and crushed it.
He walked away from there like nothing had happened, not even looking back once. He was already on his way to find his next victim.
Until all of them died, his rage would not calm down. Even after that, he would turn his sights to the kingdom that sent them and burn it to the ground.
—
By the time the others arrived at the location, they saw Silva seated outside the burnt-out lab. To his left was a pile of the bodies of his people that had died there.
To his right was a pile of the bodies of the people he had killed. When he saw them, he got up with a smile.
He walked to them like there was nothing wrong with him, but they could all sense that he was filled with rage.
“You know, it takes a lot to piss me off, and I mean a whole lot. But just attacking me or people close to me?
I can actually forgive that, to be honest. But touching people who serve me of their own free will and are not related to me? That’s crossing another fucking line.
It’s a different line. It’s a whole fucking issue, and it’s something that churns my stomach. None of them deserved it. They were not close enough to me to be victims of my own fight.
Yet look at all of them on the ground now, dead. They just woke up and came out to help our kingdom become a better place, but a group of people decided to end their lives.
You see, I think I know the issue—or I’m sure I know the issue. Do you know what the issue is? We haven’t set a proper fucking example.
Just because I decided to take things slow, they thought it was a sign of weakness. They believe we can be taken down.
Humans—they have fucked with my life for the last time. So I’m drawing a line here today.
Today, I’m looking at all of you, and I’m telling you: I hate humans. I hate every human that is not a member of Blacklight.
I don’t know your thoughts toward humans or if you are human yourself, but I’m not. And I don’t give a fuck about them.
But you—you are my family, regardless of race. So I want to know where you will stand today: with me or with them?
And I promise, with my pride as a dragon, that I will let you go, and I will not touch you at all.
So what’s it going to be? Will you stand with me, or will you say goodbye today? Because if you stand with me now, then you are going with me to burn that kingdom.
If you want to leave me, leave now, and I won’t hold it against you,” Silva said and looked around.
But no one budged. They all stood, looking at Silva with readiness in their eyes. Silva looked at them, and when he was certain that no one was leaving, he spoke.
“Thank you. We meet in an hour’s time for a planning meeting,” he said and brought out his wings, taking to the sky.
—
Inside a meeting room, a group of people covered in dark cloaks sat around a table.
Their heads were covered and bowed low. They stayed that way until the doors of the room opened, and another black-cloaked person walked in.
The man took a seat at the top of the table, and everyone finally raised their heads.
“Welcome, brothers. It’s nice to see all of you here, even if it was on short notice.
The people above have decided to ask me to take care of the new pest that has shown forth in our lands, and I have already set plans against them.
The issue comes from the new kingdom that has emerged. But it’s not a normal kingdom like we all know—it’s run by a demon king candidate, our enemy.
And so we can’t allow that to go on. Even if those in the empire and the holy kingdom have refused to make any serious move, we will act against them.
The people that live in the kingdom are actually in love with the place and want to stay. I believe that is some sort of brainwashing.
So I decided we have to show all of them why they can’t trust that demon and why they all have to leave that place.
So, I decided to set up a fake peace treaty, using the kingdoms as bait. From that, we can attack them. When we attack, we will destroy just one of their major places and kill some people.
It will cause a break in trust, and people will revolt. That is how we will take him down.
Why should we allow a small demon king candidate to have a place in our lands? We must remove him. The plan is already in motion, and the reason I’ve called you all is because we must plan for the last part of the demon king’s downfall.”
“Why are you all ganging up on a child?” a voice suddenly sounded in the room. They all looked at the person.
It was a man with white hair and white clothes. His eyes were blue, and he was extremely handsome.
“Hero White Fang, why are you here?” the leader asked.
“Oh, I heard about this kid you’re all interested in, and I went to seek out his picture. He looked like a smaller version of me.
And that interested me, actually. So I want to meet him and find out all about him. But the demon kings would surely not let me do that.
So I can’t have him dying too early. I’m here to warn you all—no matter what plan you have, make sure you don’t kill the boy.
If you kill or even harm him, you will have me to deal with, and I’ll wipe out your little cult from the face of the world.
Don’t make me remind you of what happened to your leader when he crossed me.
I’d hate to have to do sane to you, after all, your cult is on its last leg, one more death from your top and that’s all.”