°°°Even A Villain°°°[BL]

"Damn rats, those rotten are not worth the sight." He said as he covered Evyterr's eyes.

He felt that they were floating. Soon he heard the clashing of irons under them, and the sound of slashing someone's neck rung in his ears, it sounded horrible.

"About time," Percival scoffed.

"Come down here, prick."

"Theseus is staring holes at you, man."

"You better put the young master down, Per---"

"Afraid I'm going do something to him, mad dog?"

Why are they bickering instead of taking me away already?!

"Who are you calling------!"

"Behind you, brick-head!"

"I'm not a brick------"

"Hey, take cover! It's reversing!"

What the hell is happening?!

Evyterr tried to pull the man's hands away but before he could do something his hands let go. They were already on the ground.

A dusty mist is engulfing them and numerous black-cloaked men are surrounding each corners he sees.

Those men's movements seemed uncoordinated but when attacking they don't miss an opening. They use various of magic and weapons specially designed to counterattack at most.

He heard Theseus and his friends talking but that didn't took his attention. It was oddly eye-catching, the emblem, Evyterr squinted his eyes because the dust is making it hard to see. He felt seeing the emblem somewhere?

"....sure,"

Evyterr noticed that they had stop talking and Crisis is marching forward. "I'll take you back," he carried me in his arms.

Am I a toy or what?

A black swirling spiral space appeared in front of them, moving like sucking the spaces within.

"I suggest you dare not pull that stunt again, Percival." Crisis spoke before they leave.

Percival escape a grin, and the space closes.

Evyterr's eyebrows raised. Did he heard it right?

The man he's been with was Percival?

That...that Percival?

Blood drained in Evyterr's face as he fainted. Does that mean those other people are the characters from Iris!?

***

Crisis carried Evyterr back to his bedroom, tucked him in, and went to close the door.

He took some papers and a quill, and started writing formulas.

The silence lasted for a half an hour, in between those minutes he went back and forth to check Evyterr's condition.

Footsteps then started to resound in Crisis's ears.

Drained in foreign blood, casting eerie eyes, it was only Theseus who came back.

"The others?" Crisis continued to write. Theseus pulled a chair sitting at the other side.

"I went with them to report to Bishop." He leaned and cross his arms.

Oh? That made Crisis give him a questioning look.

Before he asked again, it struck him. This man can be in multiple locations through his ability, bilocation.

It's like having a body in any place with same consciousness, thus, whatever happens in him anywhere he was still able to know in real time.