We move quickly, my feet are short and yet I manage to move at the speed of this human, I think that is his race, the features are similar but they are very hardened, as if the ability to smile is something I have never experienced, his armor intrigues me, it does not seem to be made of metal yet I know it could withstand more damage than it appears, the leather must be from some extinct animal in these times, only expert furriers could have worked such a piece, but what attracts me is not the armor, It is the holy silver, the mithril his sword is made of is a metal so precious that I had never seen it before, all the legends among blacksmiths are based on being able to make something with these materials, as a blacksmith I cannot see a single notch in this weapon, I am sure it has been wielded many times, its hilt proves it, in fact, for a human it looks like a deity, perhaps that of revenge.

We don't stop to rest, the man seems to be flying, the first few kilometers I had the feeling he was going to die, but for that there is the magic potentiator, all I have to do is put reinforcements in the joints, a little wind magic in the feet and periodic regeneration magic, with that I get new strength every time I get tired, I'm sure he must use something similar, his aura seems to weaken for moments, it shows that he uses magic to maintain such a frenetic pace, the journey on horseback takes two days, we will finish it in less than one.

From afar I can admire the new forest, I have not asked anything, it is not in my power to find out what is wrong with him, he wants to return quickly, well, I want to eliminate wolves, I think we are both in the same condition.

- In fact, I must return, the wolves are waiting for you, don't worry, they are as hungry for money as you are for revenge, I'm afraid that those who gave you a hard time are still in the cities, after here, you might want to visit them -.

The words are pronounced by a melodious voice, tired that yes, but I can notice that it is not the voice of a human, no human has such silky tones, they remind me of those half elves that rich merchants get by magic, so they can boast of an elven offspring, the poor boys never develop, correcting their age and non-genital growth is human, but like the elves, until 50 years old their genitals grow, so until that age you see them looking for women, sad case, but I do not think it is your situation, will you tell me if I ask? There's only about two hours left, damn it, I'm older than him! I shouldn't feel sorry for him, although when I ask him, I do it in a whisper.

-I am different, I am not human, just like you they committed an injustice against me, attacking the very nature of human beings, I have dozens of surgeries all over my body to handle the elven magic and even tattoos for your kind of sorcery. It wasn't the elves who kidnapped me, my parents lacking money and imagination sold me without thinking too much, since I arrived on an island inhabited by them I was trained, first I thought for being special, then for survival, in the end I could only think that they were preparing the one who would eliminate humans -.

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-Before you ask yourself, we are going to try to eliminate the one I love the most, it is not for revenge, it has nothing to do with her being an elf, it is because she has been subjected to many more aberrations than me, her mind is unstable and I fear that her soul is on the verge of being consumed by a creature that has not been seen on this continent for millennia.

-I want you to understand, my mission in this world, for what is left of my life, is to find a way to kill my beloved before she eliminates life as we know it, the foolishness of humans, elves and dwarves is nothing compared to the massacre that is the opening of the Infernal Signs… Infernal Marks! No one who is not an elf is left alive to remember the battle for the opening of the Signs? The historians of my people say that no one should have survived that battle, the races as one, with stone weapons in some cases, launched the most brutal attack against the infernal population that tried to enter here, no one agrees on their true nature, as far as I am concerned they are representatives of a reality where fire, pain and torture is a form of torture, Pain and torture are a way of life, not like here, only used as a distraction, everyone agrees that much of the power of the elves was gained during those battles, there were good reasons to ally with them even so, the entities of those places only seek the total destruction of everything, suffering, in short a hell on earth, will my revenge be more important than the disappearance of humanity?

As the sun set in the distance, we reached the edge of the forest, a ridiculous construction of rotten wood stood out as a target among all the huge mushrooms that made up such a magical place, from inside came discordant songs, the laughter of drunks and some moans, it is obvious that we are in front of a brothel What the hell do you think we are doing here? As he enters I have no choice but to follow him, the inside is even more filthy than the outside, a few tables and some rooms in the back, a bar with bottles of clear liquor that must serve as a drink and uncorking pipes, I see several members of the Wolf Clan, just as I'm about to jump over them a young dwarf girl stands in front of us.

She asks me what I want to drink, she has a beautiful voice of the mountain dwarves, she is light, her body is that of someone who works to earn his living, the beard is small and giggly like that of the young dwarves, her leather skirts are neat, the cotton blouse gives a touch of simplicity and sensuality, my companion asks for water for both of us, something I appreciate, I was so engrossed in this dwarf that I had forgotten everything around me, with a little embarrassment I ask her what we are doing here.

-We were waiting for her.

She is a woman I would easily recognize, my wife, she comes with that worldly woman's walk that could make her beard curl, all I can think of is to embrace her, to ask her forgiveness, she looks so sad, I can't let her be sad, even though I couldn't do anything to save her... what the hell! Who the hell is trying to sully the image of my dead son! My wife! You bastards!

- Chapatrueno, calm down, she's not doing it on purpose, it's her magic, her curse, Lilith, please could you control it? -.

The dwarf disappears as if she was never there, in her place a pale red woman watches us, she has antlers and a demonic appearance, if it weren't for her tears, she is crying with grief, still annoyed by her interpretation I ask what is going on.

-I was too late, they took her away.

My body broke into a cold sweat, we had to reach them, when I saw my companion, I understood that he not only had the same determination that I had, he was also afraid, it was the fear of someone who knows it is coming and is no longer sure that he can avoid it.