Walk Past Them

I think I made a wrong move here. In escaping in such situations according to my experience(which involves what I have observed), I'll just go pass by hope they forget about it.

Uldar blocks my path and each I try to switch directions they follow.

"Umm.... Hehe, oh great Uldar what are you doing?" My tone shifted from entertaining the idea of flirt to utmost seriousness as that ominous aura appeared once more.

They approach and I step back. The impending doom I have awaken and sudden flash of memory, I remembered Ghermann's words about therey no more of that revival since I'm no longer connected to the Old Hunter's Dream.

I'm done for as I know, the easiest prey are mostly large but if they're exactly like you... Well this reminds of bloody Maria, I had hard time there. Oh yes, it was messy and I would not like to discuss the details how many times I have died there. The bodies of other hunters are laid waste outside their stage where the time ticks and gongs.

Uldar moves to the side, allowing me to switch places but it doesn't matter though. One swift strike from them could lead the end of the line.

So we here we stand on the verge of ****, one sudden move to end it all... Wait! I don't have my weapons!

Uldar rushed in sonic speed, hitting me in the mid section to the chest, knocking the air out of my lungs. A tear of reality opens and with it glass shards scatters.

Uldar clings on to my collar and our breaths are in between our faces... I don't know what to say here.

We lands on to our feet on a platform of broken chunk of land. White ashes floats around us and indeed it's a sight to behold where dead darkened trees are spread out like weeds.

I step away from them and fall right into my bum on the ashen ground.

"Where are we?" I having sense of nostalgia again like the first time I have arrived into such area. I put my hand where they strikes me but no pain flared.

"My home... Where I first sacrifice my own world for the power I hold and your the first one who had seen it." Nothing of there impression shows as expected.

They kneel down put their shadowy face inches near to mine. Their eyes spell hate yet with yearning?

"Do you remember that you have the Dark Lord's essence within you?"

"Yes I remember, as obvious it is for I'm no stranger when it comes to a pact, many covenants I have sworn, I always delivers my promise."

"Hm... Your not shallow then, not what I expected."

Uldar puts their tendrils at my chest and stroke it all the way to my chin, "But I expect more..." They begin laugh in hollowed tone.

An enticing yet a burning hatred flares up inside of me. Tingling hairs raises up on my skin. I think they intend to consume me, drinking me dry both blood and soul.