The only, not the best, option
Hero: evil
Characters: Briar Rose; Scyth; Hero
Summary: as the hero goes to collect the first of the souls, Briar discusses options with scyth.
She stood next to Scythe, both watching the retreating back of the Hero. Behind them, the bronze gates of Archon's Folly seemed to groan in delight.
"So Scythe, we're sending the Hero with the giant demon horns to get rid of Jack of Blades why, again?"
"He is the strongest, and has already felled the demon once before."
"Yea, but I mean, he's not exactly Mr. Sunshine and Happiness now is he? Are we sure leaving him to destroy that mask is our best option? I mean, there's nobody else? Like say, someone who won't potentially decide it would do better as an accessory?"
"No. He is our only option."
"Right, of course he is. If you don't mind, I'm just going to pop off quick and prepare for the end of the world then."
Scythe nodded. "Do what you must. I will remain here until you return."
"Don't worry, I'll make it quick. When I get back, I'll watch over the Evil Door so you can do the same." And with that, Briar disappeared in the cool glow of her Guild Seal.
Scythe turned to contemplate the foreboding structure currently housing the Jack of Blades, mentally creating his own list of things that needed to be done before the world was once again swallowed by darkness.
"I'm getting too old for this."