“Hi, Hanna. If you’re reading this, then know that I couldn’t endure it anymore. I was too weak to keep fighting. Too broken to stand up again. So, I took the easy way out.
Easy for me, at least.
Please, Hanna, don’t let this bring you down. Don’t let my choice become your burden. I’m telling you this because you deserve to know who did this. But don’t follow my path. Don’t let my weakness become yours.
I know how strong you are. I know the power you hold inside. So, prove me right, Hanna. Become the warrior I always knew you’d be. Even if I’m not there to watch you draw your bow, I know you’ll look fierce and beautiful with it.
One day, you’ll be the incredible woman you’re meant to be. And when that day comes, remember the name of the one who caused this—Eden Jacobs of the Gilded Fangs Mercenary Group.
Maybe there’s a life after this one. If there is, I’ll be waiting. Goodbye. I’m sorry.”
***
This was the letter, the note Hanna found the very morning she woke up to check on her friend. It was the same note that turned an innocent young lady into a vengeful warrior.
It was the letter that empowered her to raise her spear and stab right through the hearts of those who defiled her friend, sister, and everything she held dear.
“You took everything from me.” his tears kept rolling down as she raised the spear and stabbed forward
Blood burst into the air as Hanna stabbed her spear through the heart of the twelfth person, a saint. There was no sympathy in her eyes.
In those beautiful eyes, she held a cold gaze that could have scared anyone; however, under the circumstances she found herself in, the people kneeling at her mercy were all too terrified of Klaus’s aura to pay any attention to Hanna.
The moment Klaus unleashed the Slaughter Aura, the twenty-three men fell to their knees, losing all power in their bodies. It was as if the aura severed their connection to their strength.
After awakening the Slaughter Aura, Klaus never used it. He hadn’t been in a fight that required him to tap into its power. Even back in Union City, he never truly needed it since the people he faced were just a bunch of weaklings.
However, he never forgot it. So although he made up his mind to use the Void Piercing Needle to cripple them so Hanna could kill them, he had a change of heart when he appeared there.
The expressions of the twenty-three men were so shocking that he decided to test the effect of his aura on them. While he couldn’t have predicted this, he indeed got the shock of his life.
His aura had rendered twenty-three powerhouses immobile. Maybe it was because they were already terrified of him before he even used it, but Klaus knew the aura had its effect from the start.
He still didn’t know much about this Slaughter Aura since Number Three never left anything behind for him, and he hadn’t remembered the part of his past as Fruity that also managed to awaken a weaker form of the real deal and had cultivated it to the current level.
He had also been using the golden energy to temper the Slaughter Aura, which played a part in ways Klaus just couldn’t explain. But alas, it wasn’t enough to kill them instantly or even knock them out.
‘But then again, being at the pointed end of a spear can even bring the dead back to life,’ Klaus sighed, watching as Hanna killed the sixteenth person and kicked his body away.
‘She really misses her friend dearly. I hope she finds the peace she needs after this,’ Klaus thought inwardly as he watched his adopted sister exact her revenge.
They weren’t even able to plead with her. The fear they felt was just too overwhelming for them to manage. Klaus wanted to stop her after she killed the first five; however, looking at her demeanor, he decided to let her continue.
If she succumbed to bloodlust, he would just knock her out.
However, as he continued to watch her kill, he could tell she was in the right mindset—just overflowing with emotion that seemed to stir deep from her heart.
‘You protected me once, dear sister; this time, let me do it instead.’ The image of Haniva igniting her soul to slow down the people chasing him and his mother still burns bright in his mind.
At the time, he was just a baby; however, now he is old enough to ensure she is protected and loved. Maybe she might never remember, but Klaus certainly did, and he knew that no matter what, his sister Hanna would never have to face hardship in this lifetime.
Twenty minutes later, the spear in her hand fell to the ground. She turned and looked at Klaus with a smile on her face.
“I did it, brother. I avenged Kehlani,” she said, tears streaming down her face like a dam.
“You sure did, sister; you’ve avenged her,” Klaus replied, reaching for her trembling hands. Before them lay the twenty-three people who were the reason Hanna’s friend chose to end her own life.
Back then, seven people took turns with her, and when they were done, they threw her out like waste. The pain and humiliation of having her first time taken by a group of hooligans overwhelmed her to the point where she just couldn’t take it anymore.
So she took the only way out—by ending it.
Hanna vowed to get revenge, and now she had done it. With the clearing of her heart’s devil—the thing that had been holding her back, the wall blocking her path—everything came crashing down.
Something shifted within her, something that immediately caused the clouds to start forming.
Klaus, who was hugging her, suddenly felt a tingling sensation coming from Hanna. He quickly broke the hug and looked at her only to see a runic mark appear on her forehead.
‘Senior…’ Klaus immediately called out.
‘Interesting. She has already reached such a stage—so young, yet she is awakening her constitution,’ the senior said. Klaus frowned, though he felt half happy.
‘What are you talking about, Senior? She hasn’t formed a core yet. Awakening her constitution could harm her body, even kill her,’ Klaus replied, drawing from his basic understanding of constitutions and physiques that he learned from Yuying.
‘That is indeed true, but it’s not something that can’t be managed,’ the senior said.
‘Senior, do you have a way to help her?’ Klaus asked, worried.
‘I do, but it would depend on your ability to endure the lightning once she starts to awaken it.’ Klaus didn’t hesitate.
‘Let’s do it, Senior. I can’t just stand by and watch my sister die. I have to help her, even if it means true pain,’ Klaus said.
‘Good. Now find a secluded place within the next fifteen minutes. Somewhere you won’t be disturbed.’
Klaus looked at Hanna, who was also looking back at him, puzzled. She had no idea what was happening. She had no idea she was about to die.
‘Wicked heavens,’ Klaus cursed the heavens.
He sighed and then he turned to a certain shadow not far from them
“Luna, Nuna, come out. I can sense you,” Klaus said. The shadow moved, and two identical twins appeared. Hanna flinched, but Klaus held her hand.
“How did you do it? How did you know we were in the shadows?” Nuna suddenly asked.
“No time to explain. Tell me, how far can you two take us within the next twelve minutes?” Klaus asked. He knew the shadow movement they used could help them move faster.
“I don’t know why you asked, but we can travel between fifty to eighty miles,” Luna answered.
“Good. Kindly take me and my sister and send us somewhere far from the city,” Klaus said. The twins wanted to ask more questions, but when they looked into his eyes, they immediately obeyed. Those crazy eyes are not to be questioned.
Soon, Klaus and Hanna were engulfed by the shadows. They appeared seventy-eight miles away eleven minutes later.