The Search for Freedom

After Alicia offered the spirit of the cat woman to her master, she told me something about the twelfth person that was destined to fight me. She told me that the next person that I needed to kill was a woman who had the power of a comb. My adversaries wield power from simple objects such as combs.

Then Alicia brought me to the place where the twelfth person lives. She brought me to a very faraway place, a place where many people live, many huge houses stand, old structures are erected, and tall buildings stand against the unblemished sky. It was already morning in this place, and the sun had just shown up in the sky. The sounds of roasters could be heard, and the streets started to become crowded when the transportation came on.

"Alicia, do you have a plan to tell me where the twelfth person that I need to kill right now?" I said.

"She was just living there." Alicia pointed her fingers at the big house ahead. It seemed that the twelfth person is wealthy, because she lives in a mansion.

"You may now go, just leave that girl to me," I replied.

Alicia suddenly disappeared from the spot where she was standing. Meanwhile, I went to the mansion where the comb girl lives. Her power source was the comb, so she would be called as comb girl. In that case, the only way to defeat her was to take her comb away from her.

There were some guards that were watching the wide door; therefore, we had a fight. They were just ants to me, for I could not defeat them whatever they would do. It only took me a few seconds to drop them down. Definitely, they were just ants that protect their queen, the big ant that own the mansion. I was surprised when I mistook the comb girl for the owner of that mansion, because I saw her cleaning the floor of the mansion and was ordered by the real owner. She seemed to be Cinderella that was forced to do her job. I didn't know why she also follows her wicked stepmother and the owner of the mansion if she could use her power to fight them. I saw that there was no comb in her, but in the hands of her wicked stepsister, the daughter of the owner of the mansion. I didn't know who to kill if the girl that was cleaning the floor was the one that was holding the comb. But I was clever and I knew who to kill. Of course, the one who was destined to fight me would find a way to fight me and the one that would not fight me was not destined to fight me.

I was just hiding beside the white columns of the mansion at the time. I suddenly showed myself to them and bravely asked for a fight. I seemed to be a drunkard who was asking for a fight. I was surprised when the girl that was holding the comb suddenly exclaimed that she accepted my challenge. Meanwhile, she threw the comb at me, which I did not expect. It is a comb made of fine metal, sharper and pointed. It was a big mistake, because my arm was hit by it, and the blood spurted out.

Another hit on my legs when the girl threw the comb at me again and my blood seemed to flow like a river. Even my tears started to stream down because of the pain I felt. She was going to hit my neck again when I used my power to avoid her painful attacks. She was a good shooter, because the two times that she shouted at me, I was hit in two parts of my body, in my arm and leg.

I hid myself back in the cols. I could hear that the wicked owners of the mansion were laughing like demons, as they defeated me in just a few seconds. I knew that the fight was not over as long as I was alive. In the meantime, I used my power of dark magic to heal the wounds on my arm and leg. Then I immediately went back to the spot where I was hit with the powerful comb. If they thought that I would not go back again, then they would be disappointed, because I went back by myself and faced the death if they wanted to meet me.

They were surprised when they saw me again, but I was more surprised when the girl who was cleaning the floor was already gone. I sensed what it meant. They just used that girl to pretend to make me attack my weakness. They were definitely the two people who were destined to fight me and not the girl. I didn't know why Alicia did not tell me that my enemies were also clever. But what I only knew was that I would do everything I needed in order to get rid of the curse. Thus, I avoided all the attacks from the real owner of the comb. I used my power to move quickly, like lightning, and dropped the girl and her mother, who seemed to be the thirteenth person. If she was one of the thirteen people, then it still favored me, because I didn't need to go somewhere to search for her, as she offered herself with volition.

I pushed their faces with all my strength, though my other arm was still bleeding. I never gave them any opportunity to fight back again. I endured all the pain that came from my leg and kicked them every which way that seemed to throw them out of this world. They bounce against the hard coral that only appeared to be hard because their bones were broken as a result of their bones being broken and also as a result of my strength.

Thereafter, I got the comb from the girl's hands as she was not breathing anymore. Her mother's heart also stopped beating. I knew I could use the powerful comb to fight the next people who were destined to fight me.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.