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Chapter 171 Chapter 171 Blood Moon Eyes

Masking the amazement lurking in her eyes- Selina cut in rudely;

"I know who you are."

Deftly avoiding the girl's intense gaze like a plague, she arched her head upwards- pretending to throw her head back in a soft chuckle;

"Oh don't look so glum. It's no closed secret. Your clan's pretty famous."

The girl's face dimmed slightly. Selina pressed on, adjusting her tone and dialing up the sarcasm;

"Damn, you Yorkies must have really fallen on hard times haven't you?!" she taunted as she slowly adjusted the angle of her feet;

"Since when did the York family become a band of cheap assassins for hire? Is this a fucking joke? Or am I still in another bloody illusion!"

She arched her head back, tilted to her side, and dramatically called aloud;

"Ayeee! Somebody wake me up! I think I'm still dreaming!"

Selina was trying so hard to mask the overwhelming terror building up in her voice. She lowered her tone- switching from soprano to deep bass;

"Does YOUR MOTHER know you're running around town- dressed in red, playing assassin like this is some fuckin' story? Mate, do you even fuckin' know what you're doing?"

Selina was like a hound dog barking bravely at a tiger.

Of course, she was bluffing.

But her verbal attack was based truth- partly anyways.

As a matter of fact, she knew the York family- not personally of course- strictly by reputation. Selina hadn't the slightest clue as to who the girl's mother was. But what she did know was the fact that those eyes- those dreadful blood red eyes- belonged to the York family.

That alone was enough to freeze up her bones.

When it came to the York family- their eyes was the first, (and probably) the only thing that came to mind.

Their Blood Moon eyes were legendary.

Far up in the mountains- in hilly peaks, away from civilization, the mysterious clan dwelt an in colonies of their own. It was rumored that once every seventy years, right after the full moon in spring, when the undulating orbit of the moon forms a lunar eclipse- the York Clan would 'ascend.'

No one fully knew what this meant.

But everyone knew that mages with that kind of power- were not to be fucked with- at all.

Selina knew all this- and more.

Now that she knew the girl's family's roots, she knew she was well and truly fucked. She was no match for this girl! And so, she kept her eyes on the ground, rotating them to the sky, to trees- heck, even lingering on her feet.

Anywhere but those eyes!

"You knew my mother???" the girl asked with concern streaking through her eyes.

But Selina was only stalling.

Calculatedly- just as soon as she could, her hands curled into fists.

Using her waist as a fulcrum, her upper torso spun round in a one eighty twist- and her legs followed suit. With the girl now in her rear, and with the sun's glare to her left, she launched herself forward- heart? tightening in her chest, and ready to race in the opposite direction- away from there!

Nostrils pumping, and thighs tensing, the voluptuous woman charged forward, leaping over the shredded roots, and clacking her feet against the floor.

Head angled forward, eyes flashing, and white hair whistling in the wind, she lurched towards the row of corn stalks in desperate leaps- hoping to dash in between them, hoping force her way through to the other side, and perhaps even–

Out of nowhere, a shadowy figure appeared before her- looming over like a mountain, and bearing down on her like a bear, the figure sharply blocked her advance!

Narrowing her eyes, she found herself exclaiming; 'What in the fu–'

crash!

Head first- Selina's skull made contact. Forehead gleaming with sweat, and face twisted in confusion, her cranium crashed right into the sturdy chest of a man. Instantly, she lost her balance. The world around her spun dizzily as she doubled over like a drunk.

Eyes still in shock, and eyes to the sky, she began to fall backwards- crashing down, hands stretched out helplessly, grasping at thin air. and praying;

'Don't look in her eyes. . .don't look in her eyes. . .don't look. . .'

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Meanwhile, back at the entrance of the farm- crouched in a low position, reeling from the explosion, and cursing his luck, Nexus' eyes tore back and forth in the horizon- swearing;

"The fuck was that?" no sign; "Are they using dynamites to pull down trees?!"

Unlikely. Very unlikely. Warily, his thick muscled neck tensed as he cocked his head- arching his skull upwards to the sky above the clearing.

The air overhead was clear.

No sign of smoke.

On the ground, the aftershock of the tremors had died out. All around him, a thousand green thickets of leaves swayed silently- unbothered by the explosion, jostling slightly in a harmonious dance.

Slowly, with suspicion leaking from his eyes, and terror bleeding from his pores, Nexus rose to his full height- tense, ready- as if expecting a wild beast to come running through at any moment.

Given his luck, he wouldn't be surprised at all if–

[NEW MISSION ALERT.]

Nexus' bitter scowl came rasping under his breath. Of course!

[OBJECTIVE: SAVE THE LADY SELINA FROM HARM LURKING AHEAD.]

[ENEMY: POSSIBLE S-RANK ILLUSIONIST.]

[THREAT LEVEL: SEVENTY SIX PERCENT.]

[LOCATION: SIXTY FEET DUE NORTH.]

[METHOD: FREE REIGN.]

[TIME: FREE REIGN.]

[PROCEED.]

But Nexus had already taken off.

Hat on his head, and coat flapping in the wind, the tall, six foot, bearded man lurched through the garden.

Face twisted in vengeful anger, his eyes twinkled under the shadow of his large hat. The moment the system had mentioned Selina, Nexus' mind went on auto pilot.

Due north, his black clad form leaped over shredded roots. Head angled forward and low, he charged through the garden like a wild bull- dashing through ridges in flashes of green and dust- launching over gathered piles of hay, racing towards Selina with his heart thumping wildly in his chest;.

"Damn it Selina," he thought; "Just what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into now?"

Bouncing from heel to heel, raging under the heat of the midday sun, sweat dribbled down the sides of Nexus face and slithered down the sides of his temple. All around him, thickets of green engulfed him in unending rows and rows.

He couldn't see more than a few feet before him.

But one thing could be felt- an intense coldness radiating from ahead- and Nexus seemed to be headed right to it.

Instinctively, he jerked his head up- the sun was still in its full strength. That was all the confirmation he needed. It was Selina. He recognized her energy signature. It was right there- at the core of the chilling blanket of cold- raging with a biting cold quietness- like a windy snowstorm in December's winter.

"Oh dear," his brows furrowed; "Selina's pissed. . ."

He could feel her rage from the blast of icy wind slapping against his face.