All Chapters of GINI: The Wicked Saviour - Completed: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Ginika felt his stomach falling into a void. They killed master Dante. The boy’s words resounded in his ears. The guilt that had been creeping in his stomach was overshadowing him now. If only he had obeyed the rules and had followed on as he had promised, perchance he would still be in the brotherhood, and master Dante would still have been alive. The brotherhood would not have been aflame, and this weeping boy would not have envisioned crying like this.“What happened?” Someone asked from behind, but Ginika knew the voice all too well. It was Betty, and the person who was panting heavily behind her would be Gabriel, no doubt.“I caused it all,” Ginika said, “I had not been so foolish,

However, it was already too late. A blinding white light had already shot out of the commander’s palms and had blasted Gen on the stomach, sending her flying backward. Her scream filled the night and resonated in Ginika’s eardrum. Even as she rolled lifelessly to the other side of the compound, Ginika could still hear the soul-piercing scream. “Gen!!” He shouted and stood up from where he had been lying. His body was still aching, but it was as if he was filled with a renewed energy. The agony in his heart made the pain ebb away.“Gen?” He said as he picked the girl’s head in his laps. Her body was cold and as pale as he could remember.

Gen did not answer, instead, she lifted her upper jaw, and her fangs extended downwards. Gabriel and Betty jumped back with fright.“Yeah, I am still me.” Gen smiled, and the fang protruded back into her skull as though controlled by an unseen force.“How come you can walk on the sun…” Ginika paused as the answer suddenly hit him. He opened his palms and was surprised when he saw a scar which his fingernails had produced.“It must have been my blood, Gen. My blood brought you back to life.”“And also made me walk on the sun. I see now while the Vampires outside the

Bola shoved another gold coin into the innkeeper reluctant hand, smiling mischievously as he turned his attention to Cassandra. The innkeeper studied them for a while but remained silent. He picked up the jug on the rack and walked out of the inn from the door behind the counter.“I saw his horse; the same horse he rode when he was with us. It’s in the stable two blocks away from here.” Cassandra said, under her panting breathe.“But he wasn’t in the inn,” She continued, “I searched everywhere.”“I told you to check the stable and report back to me,” Bola pointed out. Cassandra grunted and shifted her weight to the other feet.

“What’s happening Gareth?” Cassandra yelled over the noise of the arrows that kept piercing the woods. “Who are these people shooting?”“The cavalier,” Gareth held his head as one of the arrow found its mark on the ceramics on the table and shattered it. The shreds came raining down on them. “I tried to warn you but you wouldn’t listen.”“You are a fool, Gareth,” Cassandra yelled.“Yes Assandra, my foolishness has kept me alive till this day,” Gareth grunted.“It is Cassandra you, godforsaken drunkard.” The scholar yell