The key to winning any battle is preparedness. Whether or not one knew what to expect could mean a huge difference in life and death to someone. And yet, there were always times when things happened and there was no way to gain foresight.
Haou hated these moments, but his prisoner, even before….then was always a loose cannon. Having him being stolen was the worst possible outcome.
"If you tell me where he is, I might actually let you die quickly." That was a stone-cold lie, he was going to make sure that they suffered for what they had taken from their king, but…incentive.
"I don't-d-don't know what you're talking about!" The creature whimpered at his feet.
"I have tracked him to this location. You mock my intelligence by pretending he is not here." Several of his evil heroes had gathered, if he had bothered trying to intimidate these fools. However, his mind was on other things. Haou was paying more attention to his surroundings, which had seemed more familiar by the minute.
"I-i-it wasn't me! I w-wasn't the one who brought him here! I j-just saw them, and it-"
"SILENCE." A swift motion from his hand and his monster followed through with the kill command.
He recognized this area. It was a dark place, an area of ruin that even the fiercest of creatures took caution in entering.
That included Haou. Now that he knew where he was, he would've called this feeling fear if it were not for his dark heart.
Here there lived a monster that no one knew quite what it was. It was only glimpsed in brief sightings and only in the lake, therefore, the best conclusion was some sort of sea monsters. And every so often, it would strike out and take monsters as sacrifices, sometimes flooding whole lands if it were not sated.
They had brought Chazz here and probably left him in one of the caves for the beast to feed on him. The one place Haou himself could not even get to. And he knew that Chazz was a spirit duelist. His energy would draw the monster near.
The waters slowly started rippling and a distant roar was heard echoing through the rocks. Anyone with half a brain knew what was coming next: slowly, the center of the lake began to rise.
He had not planned for this. His focus on his search had left him unprepared. Haou, however much it hurt to admit it, was in trouble.
The water exploded and shot everywhere, as a tidal wave formed, threatening to engulf everything.