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Since his arrival into this era, he kept himself hidden only letting himself be known by few people. Others that would meet him would find themselves in an unfortunate ending. The golden in his irises glimmered underneath the darkness of his hood as he approached slowly. He could sense the change in the air as made his way closer to the male and the female. A need. something of sinister nature oozed from him. Sanctus muttered something underneath his breath causing the restaurant to fall into utter darkness. He grabbed the male by the wrist, with his free hand he pulled onto the back of his head revealing his neck biting into it tearing into flesh and bone. Crimson laced his mouth as the darkness shimmered deafening his cries. Usually Sanctus would destroy evidence. But sometimes a little chaos is needed to restore balance. He moved towards the female, placing a hand upon her disapparating from the scene. Reappearing on top of a roof of a tall building near a catheral. A bridge between the muggle and the magical world. Sanctus removed his hand from the other taking a step back. âThey wonât be a bother again.â his voice was calm, even with the crimson that was dripping from his lips. His golden irises remained fixed upon her presence.
At one point, Cissy didnât realize that the man was far away from her. Sooner her eyes opened, the big savior, also called Sanctus, was there to solve the problem. Or in another way: to keep Narcisaâs purity far away from dirty minded people. Â The darkness wasnât enough to keep her watching the scene of the oldest to destroy the life of the man in front of them. Living near of others who killing was something usual, she kept her heart cold as she looked to the man dying in front of them without any chance to survive.
Leaving the evidence, plus also disapparating from the scene wasnât something she expected, but her heart felt was the best for that hideous man. Her eyes now could see where they were taken, seeing the cathedral near them and she was able to know the exactly location. She wouldnât come to this spot, so it was a perfect place to hide for a while. Her hands started to shake and she knew it was because of the shock of what happened previously.
âThank you.â She controlled her voice, without looking at the man and holding her hands to hide her feelings from herself. Her golden hair moved with the wind and, after some seconds, she looked at him, with no fear but full of gratefulness. âI wouldnât make without you; I should learn how to defend myself since itâs official my engagement with Malfoy.â














