Ch. 2
_Plague Knight_
Immediately after identifying the stranger, he was in position to attack. In the blink of an eye, both his green hands were filled with a small but deadly bomb.
"You…." Plague Knight says grudgingly.
"Yes. As you can see I am back...And your cute little guild will have not the power to even leave a scratch on me." She laughs. Now she begins to stalk circles around the Hooded Bird Mask Knight.
"Not this time…"
"Not EVER!" Plague Knight heard this last part from right behind him, but stood still.
"However, I will give you a choice, Plague Knigh-"
"Rruaaaaaah!" Plague Knight turns around and swings his arm in a sharp downward motion attempting to drop the bomb and be done with her. But little did he know, how prepared the Enchantress was for this attack. In a lightning fast gesture that looked completely effortless the Enchantress grabs his green arm during its downward motion and twists.
"Well well, there's still some fight left inside you. But as you know. We can't have that now can we Plague knight." She whispers in his ear as she runs her finger down the beak of the mask.
"Now, you won't want to fight me once you hear what I have to say next. So listen carefully." Releasing his arm, she the kicks him in the stomach causing him to topple to the ground. Now she stands over him, triumphantly knowing how little the small hooded knight could do to fight back.
"I have something that you want. I know where to find it." When he heard this, his head perked up.
"The potion of immortality? The one you've sought to find the ingredients for, for 3 years and still no success. You poor soul" She puts on a mock sad face which is then followed by a smirk. Plague Knight was easily provoked by this and was also still dazed from being kicked.
"There's only one problem, you hooded fool."
"You've sided with those pitiful armored fools. Not even your guilds combined powers will be enough to stop me this time. Which is why I propose to this idea. Remember that kick to the stomach? Well when I'm done with you and your allies, you'll feel something far worse than what you feel now. Or... I can spare you now and you can serve me in my new army. You would be the alchemist. You can have all the explosions you want. I know you've been dying to make a destructive potion. But the Knights have only allowed you to make defensive ones."
"Wh-What's the price?" Plague Knight could barely get the words out. He was still catching his breath. The Enchantress smiled at this.
"Serve me, and you can wield your power to its full potential. And I will tell you where to find the ingredients of the potions. Though, I do find it quite surprising how you haven't found it right from under your nose." At that the Enchantress extends her arm down to Plague Knight.
"So what do you say, my hooded friend?"
"Twould be my honor, to serve thee." Plague Knight takes the Enchantress's hand and is pulled back to his feet. "
"A wise choice," she said finally.
