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"Evil finds a way, it always will, it was only a matter of time, and here at this moment, it has finally found a way"
~?
Volume. 1
Arc 1
Chapter 1.2
Judas, Walls
"How go the repairs?" Jericho shouts up at the people on the walls.
"It's going well sir!" one of the soldiers replied back "We're just finishing clearing the top segment of the wall so that we can cement together the new blocks on it"
"And how long will that take?"
"Roughly I'd say before nighttime sir"
"Alright" Jericho nodded. "Just get it done before Dinner tonight"
"Yes sir"
"Dexter" Jericho addressed one of the foot soldiers near him. "Send up some more men up there when you're ready"
"Sir yes sir" Dexter saluted before resuming back in finishing his duties.
"So how goes it?" Balthazar asked Jericho.
"The walls took some pretty hard hits, but nonetheless most of the walls seem quite untouched"
"So it seems" Balthazar nodded. "I heard from one of the survivors that the attackers were only concentrating on one part of the walls, and that is the one that fell"
"And the gate too"
"Yes, the gates too, but still it doesn't even make sense strategically."
"Yeah, why would the enemy spend three days besieging the front walls, only to just destroy a single segment of the wall on the fourth day? Starving them I would understand, but they ain't going to starve the defenders anytime soon"
"True. Doesn't make sense in the slightest. Why go through all that trouble?"
"I wish I knew my friend." Jericho shook his head. "But then again, trying to understand some feral animal is like trying to understand how a retard works"
"Hmmm, true"
"Sir!" the same soldier that Jericho spoke to a few minutes ago shouted. "Troops spotted in the horizon!"
Anyone within earshot of the soldier's cry stopped what they were doing. Both Balthazar and Jericho made their way up to the walls.
"Definitely troops alright" Jericho spoke, having already spotted a small column of troops in the distance. Balthazar swiped his hand in front of him, as a turquoise coloured magic circle appeared in front of him. The symbol within the circle; which looked to be a hieroglyph.
"Question is, who are they?" Jericho finished his little talk. "Friend or foe?"
The emblem had by now already finished spinning and disappeared from within the circle, and in its place a clear close-up view of those that approach them. Balthazar's eyes widen at what he saw.
"The Black Dogs?" Balthazar answered.
This caused Jericho to snap his head back to face him.
Balthazar swore that heard a bone snap...
"The Black Dogs!?" Jericho gasped. "The bloody hell are they doing here!?"
"Well, that's what I want to know myself. I thought they were near Nargaroth?"
"Nargaroth? Never heard of that place"
"It's a Dark Elf city, but talking about it is not important here, it's what they are doing here is the question"
"They? I'm looking at a force of about 3,000 men here instead of the 8,000. Do you think something might have happened to the rest?"
"Possibly". Balthazar shrugged. "But who knows."
"Dexter! Get that gate open!"
"Yes sir!"
His orders were soon relayed to the other troops at the gate. The Damaged gate was carefully being pulled open. Whilst this was happening, Jericho spotted something or to be more precise someone ahead of the column of Black Dogs.
"Well well, look who it is" Jericho pointed to a visible figure at the head of the column. "The King of the Dogs himself"
Balthazar was quick to recognise the man. "Volt? Well truly this is an unexpected surprise"
"Wonder why he's here?"
"That's what we're about to find out"
Both the warlock and captain descended down from the wall back to ground level.
The Black Dogs
They were another well known mercenary company so it was no surprise that everyone knew about them. Either by word or reputation; the black howling dog imprinted upon their banners represents the entirety of the organization hence their name.
Their reputation as a whole precedes that of the Myrmidons themselves; unlike the Myrmidons whose entire purpose is to lend their services to the people, the main purpose of the Black Dogs was this war, thus their only servitude is to the Seven Shield Alliance. Under the Seven Shields they have fought in many battles, sieges, and ambushes and emerged victorious.
Which leads to the current question that was in everyone's minds; what are they doing here?
Reports stated that they are near the Dark Elf city of Nargaroth, which in Nero's mind, along a few others, was a suicidal and foolish thing to do.
Dark elf cities aren't built like your typical city layout, and this varies depending on the terrain, however there was one thing in common about Dark Elf cities or fortresses in general no matter what terrain they are built on, that they all feature.
They were built to be like mazes causing armies to get easily ambushed.
Did they lose?
Did they fail in their task to take the city?
Is that why they are here?
If they did then these are the remaining men left?
Is Volt perhaps here to ask for aid?
Nero made his way to the town plaza with Kira beside him, and he saw fit to have them all answered.
"Hmmm? Did you say something, Kira?" Nero asked the woman beside him.
Kira was another one of Nero's closest friends, and one of the few who was there when Nero founded the Myrmidons. She wiped the sweat from her long black hair that reached to her waist.
"No….well I-doesn't matter, anyways, what do you think is the reason as to why the Black Dogs are here," Kira asked him. "Especially if Volt is with them?"
Nero contemplated on his response to her question, and after carefully wording it out in his mind he answered her question.
"Well an obvious one would be; 'What are you doing here and why?'"
"Yeah, that's the question that would be in everyone's minds right now". Nero nodded in agreement.
"Perhaps...he is here for our stash of Trollhammer torpedoes?" Kira theorised.
"Unlikely. Those were designed to take down Monsters, not for destroying walls"
"Maybe Nargaroth has Manticores. Perhaps that's why?"
"The Black Dogs have more than enough experience to be able to take down a Manticore, and I highly doubt that they would need them."
"Then why are they here then?"
"I believe there is only one way to find out, and that is by asking them."
Soon Nero and Kira both arrived at the plaza, where Volt and some of his men were already there waiting for them. Also waiting for Nero were Byron, Khairn, Balthazar, Jericho and others; mostly the veterans.
Compared to Nero, Volt was an entirely different person.
For starters, Volt was five inches taller than Nero himself, and possess light brown eyes and brown hair. He wore dark grey armour over a brown cloak and has a massive greatsword strapped on his back.
Nero approached the giant of a man.
"Well, well, why if it isn't the King of the Dogs himself" Nero sarcastically spoke.
Volt merely chuckled. "Same old Nero, always greeting people with that kind of tone. It's no wonder why you were nearly piked"
Nero shrugged "The king's son was an arrogant prick, he deserved it. So what brings someone like you here?"
Volt grinned. "To be apart of your feast of course!"
"...Is that why you're here? To join us at our own banquet?" Nero couldn't even believe what he was hearing. "And what about Nargaroth?"
"We've already taken it"
"S-seriously!?" It was Jericho who said this. "Is that the only reason why you came here!?"
"Not just to party alongside you's, we are also here to request for some Trollhammer Torpedoes for our next engagement"
"But, weren't you besieging Nargaroth? Why would you even-?"
"You took Nargaroth, didn't you?" Spoke Nero prompting Volt's grin to widen. "That explains why you're here with most of your forces"
"Of course we took the Dark elf city!" The man exclaimed proudly. "We took it without taking less than three hundred dead"
"But how did you get past the city layout?" Balthazar questioned this time.
"What do you know of Driders?"
"They're basically the Druchi that were transformed as a result of failing a test by their Spider Goddess or were cursed by her. They live in dark, subterranean areas like caves or cavern, mainly in areas that lead to the city"
"And if I'm guessing correctly" Nero spoke this time "After finding and clearing out a Drider nest you used it to get inside the city?"
Volt grinned "Precisely!"
"Huh, smart"
"Nero" Byron spoke his name. "If I may…"
Nero got the indication and walked over to the cavalry commander. Kira, Khairn, Balthazar and Jericho also made their way to Byron and they then formed a circle.
"I'd say we should let them have them feast with us"
"Why though?" Khairn questioned. "Shouldn't they have thrown their own celebration at Nargaroth?"
"Don't know, but I'd guessing they want to spend time with us, given our history together"
"True" Balthazar nodded "We did work with them a few times before"
"And besides, their here not to just party with but to also strengthen the bond between our companies. Think about it"
"But that doesn't mean that they can march all the way down here to do so!" Khairn spoke, "It makes no sense at all-!"
"But" Nero interjected "Despite the fact that they took the effort to march here to feast with us, they're nothing more than guests here and given their three-day journey I'd say most are tired from the trek"
"Nero's right" Balthazar joined in. "They've come all this way, and as guests at a home, we must take care of them"
"...I don't know why but you saying that to them seems kinda wrong" Kira dryly commented
"And besides, it's been a while since we last have a proper feast" Nero added.
"Alright then, guess a feast will do" Jericho nodded, liking the idea. "So what you say Khairn? You in or what?"
"Humph, fine I'll go with it" Khairn muttered unhappily "But I still find it fishy"
Nero glanced over to Kira. "What about you Kira? You fine with this?"
Kira nodded. "If it's your decision, then yeah, I'm in"
"Just to let you know before we forget, what about the Trollhammers that he requested?" Byron reminded them.
"He can have them after the feast is over" Balthazar spoke. "But those Trollhammers will be the last ones we'll ever be giving away. Acquiring new ones is quite expensive"
With their conversation finished they all disengaged from the circle.
"Alright Volt we've decided" Nero spoke to him "We'll let you feast with us"
The grin on Volt's face widens even further. "Excellent!"
Later...
It was nighttime and usually, the night air would be filled with silence and tranquillity. However, that is not the case for tonight. For tonight the air is filled with cheers and laughter. Black Dogs and Myrmidons sat side by side around campfires as though they were brothers; laughing, drinking, partying and chatting.
Meanwhile, a few opted not to celebrate and decided to remain on guard duty on the wall. Those stationed were some of the hardened veterans and the regiment captains themselves.
These included Khairn, Balthazar, Kira and Asger, who were all on the west side of the ruined settlement.
"You finally decided to join us here, Jericho?" Kira asked him as said person joined her on the walls.
"Yeah" Jericho nodded "It was getting quite rowdy down there. And also the fact that we've ran out of Gerona yellow wine"
"Your always hooked on that stuff" Asger commented, glancing at him "What's so special about that kind of wine anyways?"
"A low chance of getting drunk of course!" Jericho chuckled. "Gewona weally do make da best of wines!"
"That, or that your drunk yourself" Khairn commented dryly. "Your tolerance for alcohol is low as shit"
"Shut up, I do...have~!" was Jericho's response, swaying side to side a little bit.
Balthazar sighed at his friend's drunken behaviour. He took out a small sack from his pocket and pulled what appear to be leaves from it.
"Here" Balthazar said, handing Jericho the leaves. "Caedamas leaves. They'll negate the alcohol"
"Thwanks~!"
"So how would you rate this feast of ours?" Khairn asked the others
"I'd say maybe 7" Asger answered first. "There was no other food other than that roast pig over the fire"
"Did we seriously run out of good food or something?" Asked a surprised Khairn
"Yep. Damn Black Dogs couldn't keep their hands off Harold's cooking"
"I'm telling you, he sure does know how to make a good shepherd's pie" (2)
"Yeah, especially when we found out about it in Khazaria. So what about you Kira?" Khairn asked her. "What are your thoughts?"
"Hmmm, I'd say around 4" Kira answered next
"4?" Khairn raised an eyebrow "How come 4?"
"Food was good, but the Black Dog's were acting like asses."
"Acting like asses?"
"When I went for my break I passed by a few Black Dogs sitting around a fire. I didn't linger around much but their conversation centered around talking about the Princesses. Something along the lines of wanting to make them pay by fucking them or something"
"...You kidding me?"
"Yeah, what's worse is that this little group were also sexually harassing Octavia as she was passing by"
"Percival isn't going to be happy about this. Did you break their noses at least?"
"And get into a fight with them? I wouldn't mind, but Nero wouldn't be happy with the fact that I've started a fight with our guests"
"Yeah cause you like him..." Khairn muttered, barely able to suppress a grin on his face.
Instantly Kira's face lit up in embarrassment.
"N-n-No! I don't!" she tried denying it.
"Yeah you do" It was a no longer drunk Jericho said . "We all know that dirty little secret of yours"
"Y-you can't prove that!"
"Your lying..."
"I swear to the Goddess Jericho, If-!"
"-If I may have your attention" Balthazar interrupted "I've just received word from Percival, he's going to go join his regiment at the plaza. Anyone want to volunteer to be with Nero at the castle?"
"I'll go" Kira volunteered, earning amused grins from both Khairn and Jericho. "I….I'll keep an eye on him"
"Yeah...Keep an eye on him, sure Kira."
"Khairn, shut up"
"That's enough you two" Balthazar told them. "Khairn, leave her alone, and Kira get going"
Kira pouted.
"Fine"
With that, she made her way down the walls and towards the castle.
"Why are you acting like you were never apart of this?" Khairn grumbled
"Khairn, shut up, Asger, get Mitch to change my bettings on Kira making the first move instead of Henrietta"
"...your really a scheming little fucker aren't you"
Balthazar could only chuckle.
"I know"
After a while, she finally reached the ruined castle; where Nero and Volt along some of his elite members of the Black Dogs were currently feasting.
Passing by both a giddy couple, she entered the castle through the gatehouse and into the inner ward or the courtyard.
There was nothing much apart from a demolished stable and some fellow Myrmidon troops sitting around a wooden table eating, drinking and chattering to their heart's content.
Passing by the feasting soldiers, Kira made her way towards the other side of the courtyard; where a wooden door was which leads towards the banquet hall.
She made her towards the door and entered inside. Inside, she was greeted with the usual site of Myrmidons and Black Dogs feasting together. Closing the door behind her she only took a few steps forward when a familiar voice suddenly caught her attention.
"Ah! Kira! Didn't expect you here!"
"Byron?" Kira exclaimed, raising an eyebrow "What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same question" Byron replied, walking up next to her before leaning his back against the door
"It was my go to be with Nero"
"Hmmm, I was sure that Percival told Balthazar that it was my go?"
"No, Balthazar never mentioned you"
"I see…"
"Perhaps Balthazar didn't hear Percival's last part? Maybe that's why?"
Byron shrugged. "Possibly, Balthazar's communication Magic is still rather new after all"
Kira nodded, satisfied with his answer. She leaned back, resting her back against the stone wall. Her eyes scanned the feasting crowd in front of her and it didn't take long till they found the person that she was looking for; his back turned to her as he sat together with the King of the Black Dogs as they both talked to each other.
"To be honest…I was expecting more of Khairn or Balthazar to be here" Byron suddenly spoke getting her attention.
"They're both supervising the guys at the walls," Kira told him "And Jericho, he's recovering from his drunken stupor"
Byron chuckled "Well Jericho does love his alcohol"
"And I'm surprised that he hasn't died with the amount of alcohol that he consumes"
"Same. He should be a walking dead man"
Kira smirked. "He may not hold his own, but he definitely can drink; drink so much that he puts a dwarf to shame"
"True" Byron nodded
"Can't wait to get back to Ansur tomorrow" Kira muttered "What I need right now is a warm cosy bath"
That is if you live to see the morning
Kira's head snapped in Byron's direction. "Did you….say something?"
"Huh?"
"...nevermind..." Kira slowly turned her head away, unsure if she should even continue questioning.
"I would like to give a toast!" Kira's thoughts were disrupted by the booming voice of Volt as he stood near a fancy looking seat.
Volt raised his cup.
"To our friends the Myrmidons! And to their Leader; Nero Argyros!"
The crowd cheered as they raised their cups in response before drinking them.
"A toast" Kira heard Nero spoke up. "To our friends and trusted allies; the Black Dogs" He raised his cup and the Myrmidon soldiers cheered. They too did the same as everyone else.
By this time Kira noticed something peculiar and rather suspicious, and her gaze upwards to the quire only confirmed it.
The musicians have stopped playing, halfway through their song.
"I would like to thank you, Nero, for you and your company's hospitality tonight" Volt grinned.
"Hospitality surprisingly is also our speciality" Nero responded, making Kira divert her attention from the quire to look at Nero.
"We'd make sure to take care of our guests" Nero's eyes glanced over to a certain fat pig in the corner heading for the door. "Whoever...they might be"
Volt chuckled as he set down his cup on a nearby table before sitting down on the chair behind him.
"It's a shame really...that people like you would have to be withdrawn from here"
Nero raised an eyebrow.
*Cough! Cough!*
"Abyss-sake, are you ok Louis?"
"I'm fine Marty, the damn wine was strong."
This drew the attention of every Myrmidon in the room. However before they could do anything, others started to cough alongside Louis. Their wheezing became more violent as those that weren't affected rushed to help their brethren.
Marty snatched the cup from Louis's hand and wiped his finger around the rim and brought it up to his tongue. Instantly he spat out the taste before throwing the cup down.
"Poison! The wine is poisoned!"
His warning although loud and clear to hear, made those who have yet to drink instantly dispose of their cups, however, it was already too late to those who have drank it. They collapse onto the floor; eyes bleeding and skin turning pale.
"Oswald! Get Baltha-Ack!" Whatever Marty wanted to say ended in a bloody display as a Black Dog soldier suddenly slit the medic's throat with his dagger.
All of them with widen eyes could only stare and as Nero turned to demand Volt an explanation he suddenly felt pain in his left leg.
A bolt had pierced the flesh. Nero gripped the end of the bolt and with gritted teeth attempted to push out the projectile. (3)
Meanwhile, the death of Marty was the signal for the Black Dogs soldiers to spring the trap. Drawing their weapons they attacked the Myrmidon soldiers, who weren't affected by the poison.
"Nero!" Kira shouted. She attempted to rush to his side, but an arm wrapped around her
and a sword positioned near her neck.
"I wouldn't if I were you" To her shock, it was Byron who said this. "Unless you want to see your blood run"
Nero managed to push the bolt out and as he attempted to stand, a cry behind him alerted him to that of a Black Dog, dagger raised. Nero threw his empty cup at the man's face, stunning him. This gave Nero enough time to draw his own sword and drive it into the attacker's chest.
He pulled the blade out and quickly raised it on it's blunt side to block an axe swing. Kneeing the man in the groin with his right knee, as the man clutched the affected area, Nero sliced open his throat.
Nero gritted his teeth as he suddenly felt pain in his right leg, forcing him to his knees once more. He glanced up around him, and through the dimly lit hall he could see; close friends and dear brothers and sisters being butchered without mercy.
Veterans as they were
They didn't stand a fighting chance
Even the most experienced of fighters wouldn't stand a chance against a surprise attack such as this.
Another bolt pierced through his chest, making Nero stumble back. Another cry from the left warned him of another Black Dog and he instinctively swung his left arm out, knocking the Black Dog onto the floor. Raising his foot he slammed hard onto the man's neck, shattering it.
Nero blocked a horizontal sword swing with his own and countered by disarming the attacker before stabbing into the man's stomach. Spotting a dagger on the man's belt, he drew the weapon from its sheath and buried it into the man's neck, and twisted it before shoving the dead man onto the ground.
Multiple bolts soon found their marks on him, bringing him back on his knees.
Nero was then punched to the ground by a Black Dog. He attempted to stand up, but his attacker kicked him onto his back before planting his knee on his chest. The Black Dog then grabbed his throat and started to choke him.
In desperation, Nero reached up to the man's neck with his right hand and choked back. However a well-placed bolt into his elbow unfortunately made his hand go limp. With his right hand immobilised Nero could do nothing.
Just before the man could finish Nero off, he was suddenly skewered through the back by a spear. He was then shoved off of Nero by one of the Myrmidons; Oswald; a severely injured Oswald.
"*Cough*..Sorry If I was a bit slow…*Cough*...Captain" Oswald apologised to Nero. He was gripping his right side in an attempt to stop the bleeding.
"Sorry Sera...guess I'm not...coming back to Ken this fall"
With final words, he collapsed to the ground beside Nero.
Nero closed his eyes in sorrow, muttered an apology before reaching over to Oswald with his left hand and closed the young man's eyes. With this same hand he used it as support to try and get up.
By then the slaughter in the hall had ceased. It had all gone quiet. For there was no one left to kill.
Grunting in pain, Nero continued to push himself up to a kneeling position.
"Oh, so the King of the common folk lives!" Volt mockingly declares, earning snickers from his men. After a while of struggling to stand, Nero finally manages to stand up on his two feet.
"...why, why would you do this?"
"You wouldn't understand, Nero" It was Byron who answered him
"...you would betray me, Byron?"
"Sorry sir, but I choose to side with the winning team. They have plans and I and my men don't want to be apart of those that'll perish"
"...you're more likely to die when I get my hands on you"
"To be honest sir, you look more dead than I would ever be". Byron tightened his hold on Kira. "And if you make a move, I'll just slit her throat. How does that sound?"
"Nevermind me!" Kira shouted to Nero "Just kill him and get out! Warn the others!"
"That wouldn't be possibly at all, my dear" Charles spoke, having returned to the room. "If afraid that your friends are nothing more than dead, like those within this room"
"You lie! As if a bunch of dogs could-!"
"You used the feast as a means to distract them and have them drunk" Nero spoke, after having realised Volt's plan from the start. "To not only get close to us but to prevent any of us from putting up some form of resistance, and if I am correct, the 3,000 men that you've brought. You brought more didn't you?"
Volt roared out in laughter.
"Hahahahaha! As expected of you, Nero! To be able to figure an enemy's plan out just like that"
"Alas, it's a shame really Volt" Charles spoke. "That such talent is wasted on a mere peasant, knight wanna-be like him, especially one who would never agree with your plan"
"Plan? What plan?" Nero demanded. "What are planning, Volt? And what does it have to do with killing us!? When Celestine hears about this-"
"Celestine Lucross" Volt put as much venom as he could into the goddess's name. "And what can the Goddess do against us!? Tell me this, we are all mercenaries aren't we?"
"Excluding the Slothy Pig, yes"
"And our purpose?"
"To fight in the wars of others, whoever can buy our services"
"And when this war is over, what do you think that'll leave us? Nothing! By the time this war ends we would be left on the streets, and no one would buy our services ever again!"
"But at least you're getting paid" Nero countered "And there is always the option of moving North or South. Argolis I hear need troops for their expedition North, and South you'll find plenty of opportunities to serve"
"But don't won't rise up any further than that?"
"Huh?"
"In a months time we will be assaulting the Black Fortress, and when we do capture it we will be putting its resources to our own uses; to forge our own path!"
Nero could see the fervor in his eyes. "And what are you going to forge?"
"An Empire!" Volt proudly declared. "But not just any Empire! A Sex Empire; Where any man could live as a King! Think about it. Those Princess Knights? And those other women? And that Goddess of theirs? They should be groveling at our feet! They should be doing what a man should be doing and not waving a sword acting like the hero that'll save the day! They'll clean, cook and be fucked whenever we tell them to!"
"That's just absurd and disgusting!" Kira shouted. "Who in their right minds would even follow such an ideal? Is this the shit that you signed up for Byron!"
"That's where you're wrong you dumb whore!" A man known as Hicks retorted. "We have plenty of allies ready to rise up should the time come!"
"Oh yeah!? Fucking who then!?"
"The Noble families" Nero spoke up in realisation. "Ones that are snobby and greedy that'll do anything to get what they want, or to just be alive basically, Criminal Families that lack any moral code or honour, other Mercenary groups, High ranking officials like Beasley….the Church"
"Hahahahahaha! You still continue to impress me with your deduction skills, Nero Argyros! Truly! If you were one of my own men I would have surely rewarded you a day with Celestine or with that dark elf bitch! Or even both!"
"And that's a difference between us; I'm not one of your men, and I would never join you! The Abyss be damned if I'm gonna let such a thing happen!"
Volt sighed. "A shame really, as smart as you are, you couldn't even make the smartest of decisions, and thus it'll cost you"
Volt motioned to Byron to let go of Kira. However as soon as he did, Kira was grabbed from behind by a Black Dog. She attempted to wrestle free from his hold whilst screaming
"N-no! Let go you bastard! Don't touch me!"
"Kira!" Nero yelled. He tried standing up but only ended up crashing back onto the floor.
"Let go!" She managed to wrestled one of her arms free, yet another Black Dog decided to grab her leg and lift it up, whilst another grabbed her other arm.
"Hou, she has the legs" A Black Dog drooled, his hands exploring her leg. "If she has the toes then we've hit the jackpot!"
"You're such a weirdo" His partner commented. His other hand managed to find its way under her armor and was molesting left breast "Instead of her tits you just go for her legs"
"N-no, don't touch me"
"You can say no" Kira shivered when she felt a hand touch her nether region. "But I bet this'll say yes"
"Don't touch me!"
With her free leg she kicked the Black Dog in front of her in the crotch, making him hunch over in pain. He was swiftly knocked out by a kick to the face. When another Black Dog tried to grab both of her legs, she did the same thing, except in the end she grabbed his head using both feet and twisted it.
Volt sighed heavily as he watch his men struggle with containing the Girl.
"A shame, she had such a nice ass"
He made a head notion to Byron, to which said person also sighed.
With a fierce cry, Kira managed to elbow one of her restrainers in the face before headbutting the other, freeing herself from their grasps. She hands quickly went for her sword-
*Slice!*
-But was too slow to draw it. She raised a hand to to her neck but found her vision slowly spinning before her head slipped off from her neck. The last thing she saw before her vision went dark was Nero saying something in her direction.
"KIRA!" Nero screamed in horror.
"This what happens to those who go against our plans" spoke Volt. "Although a demonstration like this should have been reverse, but this would be an only acception"
Nero gritted his teeth as he glared at Volt with pure rage. "I'm going to murder you-!"
"Shut up"
*Schink!*
Nero felt something cold going through his chest. He looked down and saw the bloodied end of a familiar blade.
His own sword.
Nero began to cough blood as the blade was slowly twisted.
"For the Empire" Nero heard Byron whisper to him before his sword was forcefully pulled from him and Nero collapsed.
"Well that was easy" Hicks commented with a smirk.
"Yeah! They actually believed that we were here to feast with them!" A Black Dog laughed.
"And cause of their foolishness, they're all dead now!" laughed another.
"Hey! The Fool is still alive!" True to his words, Nero was still breathing but barely.
"Let him bleed to death" Volt spoke "He poses no threat to us" He grinned "Now come on, we have a party awaiting us at Nargaroth!"
Volt's men cheered, but as they started to head for the door the wall next to them exploded, sending smoke and rumble flying into the faces of some unfortunate Black Dogs.
"What the-!" A Black Dog exclaimed before he was suddenly vaporised by a lightning bolt.
"GUESS WHO YOU FILTHY TRAITORS!" Khairn yelled, whilst raising his axe.
"NO MERCY!" Jericho shouted; his shield and spear at the ready.
"KILL THEM ALL!" Balthazar ordered, firing off a fireball that incinerated a group of Black Dogs.
Chaos quickly ensued.
Corruption: None. Still being a goody-goody two-shoes
End
Byron's Cataphractii - Volscani Cataphracts
Kitchen Nightmare Reference
Don't know if this is true but an arrow to almost anywhere and you attempting to pull it out would only result in causing more damage to yourself. Depending on where the arrow is, the only logical thing is to push out the projectile.
Author's note:
This took longer than expected to write.
Now that College has started for seventeen year old me, my hands will be nothing but busy. I would try to work on my Stories when I have the time but my full attention would be in College. Hope you understand that.
Secondly I took down the Factions list to change a few things, but I'm not gonna be showing it again (For surprise purposes). That's for all of you to find out as the Chapters come.
Thank you for reading, and I hope that you enjoyed it.
