Elvin lunged at Micheal with such inhuman speed and grabbed him by the throat. He raised him as easily as if he was a feather and squeezed Micheal's throat so tightly his eyes popped.
Micheal writhed and kicked violently to break free from Elvin's grip but it was to no avail. When he was gasping for air and his face turned beet red,
Elvin snorted and hurled him against a tree.
Micheal groaned in pain on the ground.
"You should have practiced more, Micheal. You were always weak, that's why you never qualified to be a knight." Elvin said, his lips curling up.
"Now I'm going to fucking kill you. All of you and your stupid cult of brotherhood." Elvin growled and removed a sword from his belt. Meredith didn't even notice that he was carrying a sword.
Meredith watched the scene before her as if it were a dream. Icy tendrils robbed her of action, freezing her in place and all she could do was nothing but watch, paralyzed with fright.
