At the end of that day, there are seven heads that no longer belong to any necks. Blac didn't understand. Because he watched Azaroth all through and he didn't get what made the boy so brutal. Is the world so messed up that he's able to kill with not even a hint of emotions on his face?
Anyway it worked and the rest of the teams are able to pull it off. Azaroth stopped coming to the training after that but the fear kept the warriors working hard each day.
So on the day that the tax collectors would come, Blac went to the Village Head building where Sir Azaroth and his companions were staying.
As usual Azaroth is sitting on the center chair and Blac bowed low to him. "I believe the tax captain will send his men over today."
Azaroth said nothing and just watched him. Blac couldn't meet his eyes and turned to look at the others. Stallus was watching him with a curiosity that Blac didn't want and Alex was smirking while Catena looked to have slept away on the chair.
