The man shivered at those words. This Ginehart brat should not have been here in the first place, even that duke. If they were not here then all of their plans would have succeeded. It was them, the source of all of their failures.
Cygnus watched as the man continued to grumble to himself and his complicated emotions amused him so. He had been constantly cursing him and blaming him for all the misfortune he experienced. It was not something new and he was already used to it.
"Your failure got nothing to do with me
It is your incompetence that lead you to this situation," Cygnus crouched down and stared at the man. "I never did anything to hinder you nor your plans. Instead you are the ones who became a hindrance to me. I've got my own plans after coming here but they were all blown away because of you greedy geezers."
Cygnus stood up and took a step back, the spirits he summoned took his place and surrounded the man. The man could feel their anger and could even hear their growls as they slowly stalked him. He pished his body up and turned around to run.
Cygnus shook his head and now he shifted his focus onto the family the man left behind. There was his wife and child together with several servants and guards who had been loyal to the family. After they were rounded up by the spirits, they did not dare to move because they were afraid that if they did, they would be killed.
"Look at that, the head of the family left and did not even turn back to look at you guys," Cygnus spoke as he looked at them.
"That's because you sent those creatures after him!" The wife answered with so much anger that it made Cygnus laugh.
"Yes, you have a point there. He'll die anyway so there's no problem even if he left you." Cygnus nodded as he swept his gaze at the people in there who were cowering in fear. "Don't be too nervous because I won't do anything against you or kill you. It's not the time yet."
After that, a loud screech followed by a loud boom sounded from the direction where the man disappeared. All eyes were drawn towards that particular place and different thoughts ran through their minds. Some of them thought that the head was already dead while the others were worried about him.
Cygnus thought for a moment before he summoned some of his undead knights to guard them. Mr. C was also left behind as the master went off to see what was going on with the man. The nearer he got, the clearer he could see that the spirits were taking turns in attacking the man.
Several more talismans were used to defend himself from the attacks. It was not enough to deter them and he didn't have the power to fight them. He cried in frustration as the spirits started to bite here and there.
He was then slowly covered in blood as he lay on the ground motionless. He was still breathing but any minute now, he would surely die. Sensing that their prey is about to die, the spirits went ahead and gave him the final blow.
His body was unrecognizable because of how brutal the spirits were. It was clear as day that they despised the man. Cygnus looked at their masterpiece and was very proud of it.
Not long after the man died, something happened which caught them by surprise except for Cygnus. From the dead man's body, something black slowly came out. This transformation often occurs to those who died with so much resentment and anger, they turn into fierce spirits and some would just rest in peace.
The black spirit that came out from the man's body was distorted and was all over the place. It kept on mumbling things that the master could not understand. The spirits and Cygnus could feel too much anger and malice coming from it though.
After a few seconds, the black spirit or more precisely a black ghost stopped wriggling. It remained unmoving for a few seconds before it's head turned around and locked eyes with the master. His big body moved and it suddenly appeared in front of Cygnus.
"Die! Die! Die!" It continued to mumble but Cygnus did not flinch and let him be.
"I've already heard those words a long time ago and yet here I am, still standing and talking to you." Cygnus spread his arms and answered the messy ghost with a grin on his face.
The ghost still continued to say those words as if it was a mantra. Then it happened, the ghost's hand went towards Cygnus in an attempt to smash him. The master dodged the attack and the hand that was used to attack him created a dent on the ground.
The ghost did not stop from attacking and it created a lot of destruction in the area. Trees started to fall and the shrubs and bushes were flattened to the ground. With the negative energy surrounding the man, his attacks were also fatal.
Cygnus snapped his fingers and the spirits started to attack the ghost. They bit and used a bit of magic to destroy the ghost but all of those attempts failed. The ghost was clearly stronger than them.
After the barrage of attacks, the ghost had enough of it and it moved. With one swat of his hand, one of the spirits was crushed and it disappeared. The same happened to the other two that attempted to defeat the ghost.
"Interesting," Cygnus watched as the fight went on until all the malevolent spirits he summoned got destroyed.
The ghost was satisfied for a while but when it looked around, it couldn't find Cygnus. It growled but still the man did not appear. At the same time, Cygnus was watching behind a glass.
His eyes remained on the ghost's skin and when he saw what he needed to see, the glass disappeared. "You are such a pitiful creature, consumed by your anger and insecurities and revenge you turned into a monster and now everything will end."
Cygnus did not hesitate at all when he summoned a black fire that engulfed the ghost and started to wriggle around to stop the fire. These black flames were too much for it to handle that it slowly succumbed to it. The ghost disappeared without a trace and even its human body was incinerated.
He looked at the place where the ghost was before he finally turned around and left. He appeared at the place where he left them as he gave them the bad news. The wife couldn't believe what she was hearing until she collapsed and within seconds, the people who witnessed his power forgot all about it.
After making sure that there were no seriously injured from the man's family, he left together with Mr. C who was looking at him intently. Cygnus laughed because of the look that the butler was sending his way. He hummed along the way and did not tell him anything.
For the rest of the day, Cygnus went around punishing those ambitious council members and showing hem his power. Most of them were easily defeated and Cygnus did not even sweat because of it. What mattered to him was that he enjoyed the day.
Galahad received the report and now most of the council members were dead. He wondered, though, why Enrick was still alive but nobody was there to satisfy his curiosity. He burned the report and carried on with his work.
"How was Rigel's work?" Ulysses asked after he entered the room.
He had been helping around the manor and restoring some of the rooms so that they had something they could use. It was also his way of blowing off steam from the frustration he felt during the incident. It felt surreal that they survived.
"He's cleaned up half of them and he is clearly taking his time in cleaning up the rest. Enrick is still alive though," Galahad answered.
Ulysses chuckled, "He must have prepared something special for Enrick if that's the case." The grin on his face remained.
"Do you think so?" Galahad's brows rose as he couldn't believe his friends words.
He nodded. "Yes I am sure of it and all we need to do and wait for it to happen."
Enrick received the news that more of the council members died that day. The person who reported it also disappeared which only means that their hidden enemy was challenging him. He angrily crumpled the piece of paper and threw it on the ground.
Whoever it was that was messing with him wouldn't get away from his wrath. He will make sure that when he finds that person, he will surely die a miserable death. His panting grew louder inside the room as he threw the bottle he picked up on the floor. It broke that the pieces flew in different directions which Enrick did not mind.
"I'll find and hunt you down."
