“Little boy. Where are we?”

A pool of yellow encircled the boy as he spoke. Perhaps it is the fear I emanate. He lifted the boy up by his leg, and watched the boy dangle in the air. The child’s mouth was agape, as though he were screamed.

“You’ve been scared speechless.. TELL ME ,” he roared, “WHERE WE ARE ?!”

The boy’s tears fell from his forehead, and hit the floor. He sobbed and sobbed. Still trying to scream, and curled into as much a ball as he could, the boy remained relatively limp.

“Stupid child.”The boy was thrown aside like a ragdoll, hitting his head against the wall, and falling unconscious. “You should thank me for not removing your soul. “LICHT”

His sword’s light brightened, and cast shadows flickering like fire.Kicking small toys aside, he made a path to the door.

Loud foot steps were heard outside, and a shout muffled through the wall, “Who ever is up there, leave my son alone!”

The door was thrown open, and a man wielding a shotgun burst through.The knight laughed and raised his sword