Chapter 10.

The Demon and the Women.

When Nihilborn and Tempus were 19 and 20 years old, they had gotten lost and wanted to return home. Richthofen in particular knew he couldn't leave young Anne alone any longer.

However, a wave of smoke caught their attention. They both saw each other and knew it was a fire. Something was burning, and they were curious to know what was burning in the fiery embers...

So they walked and walked until their vision blurred with ashes. A cabin in the middle of the forest was on fire. The screams of burning women and men were terrifying, but ¿who would light the blazing fire?

An intense question danced in the minds of both of them. It was strange and terrifying to see women and men's cooked flesh falling from their bones, but the situation also seemed attractive to them, as they had seen these types of bodies on more than one occasion in what they had called their chamber in the well. 

However, they were curious to meet the person who had achieved this macabre work of art, until they heard a scream that froze anyone's blood...

It was the agony of someone who had awakened the birds in the trees, and following the echo of the scream, they managed to find the perpetrator of these crimes. It was a woman who was washing her face in the blood of a man who was missing much more flesh than usual...

The woman's young and beautiful face made clear her standards of beauty, and her incredible goddess-like body did justice to her mannerisms. The silver mask she covered her face with after a few moments presented them with the most erotic look they could imagine...

Patrick's mind was clouded. In a sexual arousal that ended with him ejaculating in his pants without even touching himself for a second, it was all spontaneous, but suddenly they saw her without seeing her, she had disappeared before them, and when they looked into each other's eyes they knew something was wrong...

The body disintegrated and nothing remained, no blood or traces, absolutely nothing, as if the earth had swallowed it, and there was no fire in the cabin anymore, everything had dissipated, there were no corpses or charred flesh, nothing existed in that place, just an abandoned cabin that was empty inside, without furniture or anything, as if it were someone's lair...

But as they looked through the windows at the interior of the cabin, a shadow flew by behind them and they didn't notice, and the closer they got, the more danger they were in; she had them in her sights and was studying them as her next victims simply for looking at her masterpiece...

She was the ruthless Shadow Woman, the one who had never been identified; At one point, as they both retreated from the window, she stood before them and with a punch knocked them out immediately, dragging them into the cabin…

They had found death without seeking it, and perhaps she was unwittingly dispensing justice; the dim light decorated the cabin, and countless bladed weapons they had never seen before adorned its walls…

The young woman, almost his own age, dominated them, letting them know that she was now in control. Patrick tried to get up, but an electric shock made him return to his position. 

He was chained, using metal bars as a chair. And Nihilborn studied the weapons that decorated the walls. The more he looked, the more fascinated he became by what he saw, because he knew that deep down, this woman was what many would call: empowered…

A whip adorned her thighs, hugging them like skin itself. The dried blood was a warning that they would fare the same or worse than the unfortunate victims of a few hours ago.

 While silence reigned and both men were attentive to the woman's movements, a movement in front of them revealed a mark on her calf, one known only to those who were servants of the Deep Web, those the world called Villainous Assassins, among many other things…and it was true, she could be all that and much more…