~ Five Hours Later ~

Kit trotted happily up to the stables at Skingrad.

"Alright, Kit. Time to see what the hell is going on." Codius patted the horse and turned around and went through the city gates.

He smelled the air, blood and death. Definitely something wrong. He looked towards the guild, and sure enough, a group of Necromancers stood guard.

"But I thought I had ended their rein when I killed the 'Worm-lord'. He thought to himself, eyeing them angrily.

"Over there!" one of the necromancers shouted, glaring directly at Codius.

"Great, these nasty bastards think I'm some little street kid they can blow up," said Codius, chuckling. "Over here morons, remember me?"

Coming closer, their faces grew grim with realization. Of-course they did, he had killed their master, and they felt it was time for revenge. Codius stood completely still; he was completely prepared, Cain's modified armor, easily maneuverable, with a Steel cutlass. Couldn't ask for a better set up for these bastards.

"Come get me losers," Codius taunted,

"Go get him." The cult leader spoke, leaving the group to run towards him.

Codius put on a maniacal grin, and pulled the sword from his side, and waved it around, tauntingly. The Necromancers were all at halt.

"And... UP!" He shouted, throwing his sword at the leaders head. Perfect aim, perfect shot. The leader was out.

"And strike one in the game!" Codius shouted, turning circles.

The Necromancers backed up.

"Oh what," Codius laughed, stopping to face them with a pouched lip. "Nobody wants to play with me anymore?"

They all looked at each other, giving the looks of great concern for only themselves individually.

"No-one besides me is leaving this. You guys are going down." Codius laughed, kneeling near the ground and lunging forward to cast Wizard's Fury.

Two more of the Necromancers fell to the ground, leaving only 3 left, all partway shaking now, nervous and knowing they could, and probably would be next.

"Who's next?" Codius smirked.

The necromancer on the right became partway shifty-eyed, and was getting jittery hands. Codius expect a soon to be, 'Lightening-bolt' spell.

"Now you," Codius pointed to the jittery necromancer. "Should've gotten your friends to go for you, Jitter Bug."

A smile ran across Codius' face.

"Uh huh." The Necromancer murmured, watching Codius, whom was now conjuring up his own spell and playing it cool.

"Look," the necromancer in the middle started to say.

"Oh no, don't try to reason with me you vile demon," Codius spat. "It doesn't work. I don't like your sort, and if I co-operate with you, I'm stooping to your level, and that just makes me sick."

The Necromancer frowned, propping his arms together comfortably on his chest.

"Boo," Hissed Codius, watching them jump back.

"Oh, and guess what." He looked up, acting as if he was watching a clock to strike the right time, " BANG." He shoved his arms forward.

He let off his own creation; he called it "The Boomer" in honor of its guaranteed way of incinerating people the instant it hit.

Letting the dust settle, he gnawed at one of his fingernails. It'd been bugging him for some time.

"Oh!" Laughed Codius, looking up. "Looks like it's all clear."

The dust was gone, vision clear. Not a breath was heard, nor a person seen.

Codius walked out the city gates now, putting a hand to his mouth, yawning at the boring occasion; he thought it'd be a challenge. Instead he got a simple task of 5 necromancers.

Kit trotted out of the stables, going up to nudge his master's hand. Codius watched the horse, smiling to himself. When Kit finally reached him, Codius rubbed the horse's ears.

After an hour of greeting visitors, and just saying hi to everyone, Codius felt it was time to hit the road, it'd be 8pm, just in time for Janus to be able to leave to head back, and even with a content mind.

~ 8pm, Imperial Waterfront. ~

Codius pushed the door to his home wide open. Watching Janus get up anxiously.

"Janus, it was only 5 necromancers. All of which," he raised his hands as if to promise, "Are dead, gone, and will literally never be seen again."

Janus put on a smug look.

"What?" Codius chuckled.

"I knew it..."

"What?" Codius repeated himself.

"No idea," Janus stopped, and clapped Codius on the arm. "Thanks, I'll see you later Code."

"Bye," Codius waved, poking his head out the door.

Giving a long sigh, Codius checked his pocket watch. 11pm.

"Ugh," He groaned, dragging his feet over to the chests again, to change into his pajamas.

He dropped on the bed, instantly asleep.