"M-monster!" The man shouted.

    The figure in the shadows did not move. His eyes fixated on the knights. Thunder rumbled in the distance as the flashes of lightning illuminated him.

    The shadow of a man whose eyes glowed blue in the dark. Whose weapons weren''t from this world. A man who had no magic but had his brains to aid him.

    "Ben! Kill them all!" Wog shouted. The knights looked at him in confusion.

    "Ben?" Were the man''s last words before his head fell from his body and into the muddy ground.

    "Eek!" The knights were frozen in fear.

    The strange figure was now visible to them, albeit blurry. He was tall, had dark hair that ran down his face, a body that was pale but muscular, he wore a strange suit that none of them has ever seen. A raven black uniform with the insignia of a state they have never heard of.

    His two blades shimmered in the dark as fangs that were about to bite down on their ?h?sts. Two of the knights could no longer stand still and tried to run away.

    One''s eyes moved to their direction. He jumped at the closest one and ran his blades deep into his back and came out on his ?h?st. The man shrieked and died.

    The other man was no different. One appeared in-front of him and stabbed his throat, he choked and fell on the ground. One left him alone as his neck spewed his blood onto the forest floor.

    One looked at them closely. They weren''t hardened veterans, no, they all looked young. They were all young men in their twenties. One could see the glimmer of youth in their eyes, the glimmer that signified that they yearned for adventure and glory.

    But One could not bear leave behind witnesses. If even one of them were to survive, they would report back to whichever Lord they served and brought more trouble.

    And besides, he thought.

    "I never cared about anyone''s life outside of those I wish to protect," He whispered. The knights failing to comprehend.

    One dashed at the knights and slaughtered each of them in different ways. Severing their arteries, slicing their necks, breaking their joints, tearing their jaws. It was a bloodbath. One felt nothing when he did what he did.

    But something did bother him, however. Although he had no problem doing the heinous things he had done to them. What made him do so? Surely he could''ve ended them by just stabbing them like their leader.

    "Hm," One now stood alone in the middle of the forest. His blades shimmering in the dark while his eyes served as a warning to those who would want to ambush him.

    Luckily, there were no more people beside the knights on the floor who laid dead or dying.

    Whoever these people were, they were under the leadership of someone whom his master despised.

    One did not like serving under someone but he had no choice. He began his journey back to Wog''s wooden hut. Leaving behind the bodies that littered the forest floor to the critters who wished to feast on them.

    Wog is pretty fast, One thought.

    Meanwhile, Wog had just arrived at his hut carrying the woman in his arms.

    He laid her down on the floor and took a sheet from his bedroom and made her lie there.

    The woman was breathing but her eyes weren''t open. Wog suspected that she was in a state of shock and thus must not wake for a while until she calmed down.

    He chanted a phrase and placed his hands over the woman''s forehead and out came a yellow circle.

    "O holy maiden of the light.. heal this fellow maiden whom whose body had been violated by the evil hands and deeds of this world.."

    He cast his signature healing magic. A magic so powerful that it could heal any sickness. What was most unique about the ability was that Only he could do it. Not the archmages, not the scholars, no, only he could do it.

    Wog then took a pillow and placed it under the woman''s head. Wog was tired and so he slumped down against the wall.

    One arrived soon after, all of them were drenched with rain water but got out unscathed.

    "Did.. did you take care of them?" Wog asked.

    "I did, milord," One answered. He removed his blades from his arms. Surprising Wog because the blades simply disappeared and only two handles remained in their place.

    "I have many questions but I know as a warrior you don''t want to answer, but I am thankful for your service.. you''ve already proven yourself to me," Wog smiled at One.

    One simply nodded. He couldn''t smile, he had the ability to but chose not to. Besides, it would be awkward if he did.

    One took a closer look at the girl. She was a finely-shaped woman with pale skin, blonde hair, a pointy nose, and..

    Wait, One was taken aback.

    She had pointy ears.

    "She has pointy ears," One said.

    Wog was surprised and he too took a closer look upon realizing what One had just said.

    "She.. she''s an elf!" Wog said.

    So elves really did have pointy ears, One thought.

    The dress she was wearing was a typical maid uniform that was horrible torn on the nether regions. One suspected that the elf girl was violated, or someone attempted to.

    One then suspected that it was the Lord of those knights that were chasing her that might have attempted such an act. It would explain why they pursued her but how long has she been on the run?

    The knights all looked worn out when he arrived. They must have chased her for a good hour or so.