He completed his next mission with a crash.
The target was dead, currently spasming in his death throes at his very feet with the scythe still in his back. He was surrounded, the gazes of pure evil that glared at the scythe wielding assassin prepared to hack down their foe with the same efficiency they had eaten the meal at the massive banquet table beforehand. The fires in the brackets flickered as dangerously as the shadows behind the eyes of the man holding the scythe. Surrounded. An unlikely chance of escape and low on power having used most of it to get past the initial guards. Kayn gritted his teeth.
"I think it's my turn," Rhaast whispered in his head, barely a purr.
"Unlikely," Kayn hissed his hand squeezing the scythe.
The first solider dashed at him. Kayn rolled to the side and in a wide swipe where he once was, took out a foot of the other one that was charging him from behind. They were coordinated. He sprang back up only to quickly block a downwards swing, the weird angle of the block causing his muscles to screech in pain. He let go of Rhaast with one of his hands and allowed him to hit the floor. He dragged Rhaast around underneath the blade and pulled upwards, severing the sword wielding arm from the user's body, the chain mail tinkling as it scattered across the floor. He span, kicked the one less armed man behind him and brought Rhaast around in a wide swing, deterring the rest. He held the scythe outwards, looking down the scythe to his opponents in the eyes whilst his opponents looked for an opening.
There he finally found it. The rope that held the chandelier in place. He could climb up that, jump off the chandelier and cut through one of the barred windows. He steadied the scythe and glared at the man who stood between him and his escape.
"One will die so more may live," He muttered as he shot forwards.
Kayn brought the scythe down in an angled swing. The thrust the man made caught him on the edge of his stomach. Pain smash through his body, his teeth gritting harder. His hands shook slightly as tiredness and pain fought on the same side, his mind becoming more and more clouded. This place had drained him. Nothing but death permeated these walls. Strength was the lie here, death was the truth. The blood soaked passing of power was what this city thrived on but also held it back. Noxus would never win because it kept maiming itself. The man cleaved in two, the diagonal line going through him separating him from his lower body cleanly as Rhaast stopped for no bone or flesh.
He grasped the sword with one hand and ripped it out of his stomach, his other hand holding the scythe ready to strike. A river of blood dribbled onto the stone floor as he backed away from the surrounding men. The wound spluttered and gurgled as his hand barely stopped the flow of life seeping out of him. Suddenly itchy rope was digging into his back. He smirked at the soldiers. The scythe sunk into the wall and using his only companion as a level, Kayn swung himself up onto the chandelier, pushing off Rhaast, then ripping him free from the wall. He landed with a clatter. Creaks and groans sprang from it as it swung dangerously. Kayn breathed slowly as he widened his stance to regain his balance. Each unnecessary movement sent it swinging wildly. Lower stance. The window in his sights. No more would have to die, he thought hopefully as he tensed before the jump.
It dropped. Sudden gravity took hold, the uncomfortable feeling almost upending his stomach. Kayn crashed down moments after the massive bang of the chandelier. Back breaking as it went through the boiling hot wax and into steel. A single silent cry left his lips as Kayn kept falling.
And falling.
And falling.
The broken body of the Shadow Assassin twitched whilst the soldiers stood around it, their swords still drawn. They thought themselves as no fools, they had seen what magic took place in Noxus and did not doubt its use in almost everyone. Paranoia gripped the hearts of men in Noxus, perhaps they had come too close to the sun. After all, they still ended up being fools as they stepped closer to the broken body as corruption started crystallising over it. They watched, horrified as horns, claws and exoskeleton started forming on it.
The being known as Rhaast stood up whilst Kayn fell through the unending darkness.
It smiled.
