Swords clanged thunderously in a majestic throne room demolished by the efforts of a mortally wounded raid attempt. Dead king's guards lay dead, sword-in-hand, and around a dead king. Only a few men still stood, and weak of life too was one of the last conflicts of this battle.
?You have slain enough good men this day, and you will slay no more! These town homes that once burned only homely fires into their chimneys now engulf the whole of the city, and you and your men are solely to blame!? a young and handsome blue-dressed hero proclaimed to his foes.
Before him stood four very imposing evildoers, but they frightened him not. One had been Harridan Promahster in his golden armor with his foot up disrespectfully upon the empty throne, another had been Daichi in his full burgundy samurai garb holding in his hands only a bloodied katana and blood even caked into his hair. Also was Rohkan present, famous usurper of thrones. But he was not the leader behind this raid, none of the aforementioned were, and as such, none of them answered this young hero's boasting. That was four the last man to address, the leader of the raid, Alfonso Carlson Avery.
?Well, I would hope so. I worked very hard to make sure I made an impression,? Alfonso said with the trolling intent of angering this young champion. It worked.
?You will not live to see another moment in your cruel and pitiful life!? the Cerulean Knight broadcasted to this audience of evil.
?Oh?? Alfonso asked in a pitch high enough to please a proud child's ambition.
The Cerulean Knight gritted his teeth and dipped his chin to his chest in a most angered glare at Alfonso. None of these other men had seemed to have upset him as greatly as Alfonso Carlson Avery.
?It would be wise not to underestimate me...? the knight said in his serious and deep voice.
Alfonso, Daichi, Rohkan, and Promahster all looked between one another before ultimately busting out laughing. It went well on past the joking point, making it an awkward situation for the young knight who could not defend himself with out engaging the more numerous enemy.
?Oh no! Don't underestimate him guys!? Alfonso cackled.
?We haven't seen his true power yet!? Promahster guffawed.
?No one kill him! When he's almost dead ? that's when it awakens,? Daichi foretold straight-faced, like a most serious of omens, erupting the other three into more laughter.
?Hey, next thing he'll tell us is that his sword has powers and can transform,? Rohkan said, hitting the ceilings with his brothers-in-arms with laughter.
?Are you here to save your friends, too?? Alfonso asked as seriously as he could with a smiling face.
The Cerulean Knight growled, ?No! You have killed all my friends and family! That is why I am here to take revenge on you for their unrest souls!?
A bloodstained and defeated Searcher even leaned up from his death lay to address the young knight, ?Aw man ? that's weak.?
?Oh,? Alfonso frowned, seriously, ?.....I guess I underestimated ? ? laughing all over again, this time in the unity with hands on his shoulders from his hyena cackling troupe beside and around him.
?Hahaha!?
?HA HA HA HA HAH HA!?
?Hehehehehehee!?
The young man was none too happy about this, his ego suffering from this incessant heckling. But he stood his ground, still ? just with a bit less optimism than he had when he'd entered.
?You have slain enough good men this day, and you will slay no more! These town homes that once burned only homely fires into their chimneys now engulf the whole of the city, and you and your men are solely to blame!? a young and handsome blue-dressed hero proclaimed to his foes.
Before him stood four very imposing evildoers, but they frightened him not. One had been Harridan Promahster in his golden armor with his foot up disrespectfully upon the empty throne, another had been Daichi in his full burgundy samurai garb holding in his hands only a bloodied katana and blood even caked into his hair. Also was Rohkan present, famous usurper of thrones. But he was not the leader behind this raid, none of the aforementioned were, and as such, none of them answered this young hero's boasting. That was four the last man to address, the leader of the raid, Alfonso Carlson Avery.
?Well, I would hope so. I worked very hard to make sure I made an impression,? Alfonso said with the trolling intent of angering this young champion. It worked.
?You will not live to see another moment in your cruel and pitiful life!? the Cerulean Knight broadcasted to this audience of evil.
?Oh?? Alfonso asked in a pitch high enough to please a proud child's ambition.
The Cerulean Knight gritted his teeth and dipped his chin to his chest in a most angered glare at Alfonso. None of these other men had seemed to have upset him as greatly as Alfonso Carlson Avery.
?It would be wise not to underestimate me...? the knight said in his serious and deep voice.
Alfonso, Daichi, Rohkan, and Promahster all looked between one another before ultimately busting out laughing. It went well on past the joking point, making it an awkward situation for the young knight who could not defend himself with out engaging the more numerous enemy.
?Oh no! Don't underestimate him guys!? Alfonso cackled.
?We haven't seen his true power yet!? Promahster guffawed.
?No one kill him! When he's almost dead ? that's when it awakens,? Daichi foretold straight-faced, like a most serious of omens, erupting the other three into more laughter.
?Hey, next thing he'll tell us is that his sword has powers and can transform,? Rohkan said, hitting the ceilings with his brothers-in-arms with laughter.
?Are you here to save your friends, too?? Alfonso asked as seriously as he could with a smiling face.
The Cerulean Knight growled, ?No! You have killed all my friends and family! That is why I am here to take revenge on you for their unrest souls!?
A bloodstained and defeated Searcher even leaned up from his death lay to address the young knight, ?Aw man ? that's weak.?
?Oh,? Alfonso frowned, seriously, ?.....I guess I underestimated ? ? laughing all over again, this time in the unity with hands on his shoulders from his hyena cackling troupe beside and around him.
?Hahaha!?
?HA HA HA HA HAH HA!?
?Hehehehehehee!?
The young man was none too happy about this, his ego suffering from this incessant heckling. But he stood his ground, still ? just with a bit less optimism than he had when he'd entered.