Angel’s Daughter woke with a start; she had another dream another dream about him. This time he was falling into the ocean and there was nothing she could do but watch.

  She heard a noise from outside her makeshift shelter that she had constructed from hollowing out part of a blood wood tree. She looked out but she saw no one; she knew better than to rely on only her eyes. She stepped out pulling her dagger out of its leather sheath.

  “Who is there?” She said in aloud voice. Science. “You can’t hide from me. You may think now that you are the hauter, but you are the pray” still no answer.

  She held her dagger out in front of her. It was covered with blood stains from all those who had dare to harm her.

  She heard someone shout at her “Surrender now we have you surrounded. You cannot fight of a hundred of the Thief clan’s most skilled assassins”

  She could tell the voice was that of a male but what surprised her was the age of the voice; the boy could not be a year over 17. Was she hurting the Thief clan enough that they were resorting to children to try and take her down?

  The voice spoke again “Maybe you didn’t hear me the first time, but I said to surrender”

  He was getting closer to her his voice was louder and nearer he was trying to speak with confidence to try to hide his fright, but he was not fooling her.

  Angel’s Daughter spoke in a voice and tone to show that she was not at all afraid “I will not be surrendering today, but please I welcome your challenge, attack me with all your might and I may let you die quickly”

  The boy did not respond but his troop did they all rushed her from every direction. Bushes, trees and out of small nooks and crevices dug into trees and trunks. One of them rushed her with his sword in hand the man slashed at Angel’s Daughter but she easily side stepped the blow and diliver a fatal blow of her own, sinking her dagger deep into her victim's chest which he had unwisely been so careless about defending.

  The man let it out a scream of pain that was immediately silenced when Angel’s Daughter pulled the dagger out of the man’s body. The next attacker was much much more cautious circling Angel’ Daughter and waiting for an opportunity to strike. At least that’s what he wanted her to think because the both of them knew he was only the distraction for the others to sneak up on Angel’s Daughter only they didn’t know that she knew.

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  The man shouted insults at her trying to aggravate her “You call yourself strong you do not even attack” she did not budge but only kept her eyes trained of him “You fled at the last battle” this made her chuckle at him.

  “You are so stupid man” she said with a sneer “there was no one left to run from I killed them all” the man winched for he was obviously not expecting her to return his insults. He tried to insult her again.

  “You use death to cover up your failures” he could see now that Angel’s Daughter was muttering under her breath. “See you are weak” he shouted at her. “Oh really” Angel’s Daughter replied “tell me then please what should I “See” that says I am weak”

  The man sneered at her “You were muttering under your breath what else could that have been” he looked at her with evil and militias intent and she looked right back at him the same way. She then raised her hand that had a glowing ball of fiery magic in it now

  “Maybe” she said “just maybe. I was conjuring a death spell” she raised her hand up high and then slammed it down on the ground sending magic death out in every direction consuming all of them in its own sufferings killing them all with pure fear and hatred. It was not a fast process it tortured them until they killed themselves.

  Angel’s Daughter walked over to the only one who had been out of range for the full effect of the spell but he was still majorly wounded. That didn’t concern her what she really wanted to know was why. Why was I child leading an attack on her from the Thief Clan.

  She grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up off the ground “Why are you a child leading attacks for the Thief Clan?” The boy was weak and was having trouble speaking “Speak!” She shouted at him “or die by my hand in the most painful way possible” he tried to speak but was choking on his own blood Angel’s Daughter threw him to the ground with such strength that it almost killed him “Speak!”

  “M-my f-f-father l-leader of t-the clan” was all he had the strength to say but it was enough for Angel’s Daughter she grabbed him again by his neck and shouted at him “You’re Father killed the only one I’ve ever loved and you will suffer for it! Threw you I will hurt him like he hurt me”

  She walked for five minutes carrying him by the throat. He tried to ask for mercy but she wanted him to suffer. Finally she found what she was looking for. A wolf dean with a whole pack of wolves and she threw him in threw him at the Alfa angering the whole pack and sending them all at him with teeth beared they tore into his flesh as Angel’s Daughter walked away the boys screams and begging for mercy falling deaf on her ears. With his death Divil’s Son was one step closer to being avenged.