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An orb of rainbow coloured light flashed into existence in the square of Neo-Nippur, a shower of multicoloured light jetting out like water as the orb shattered and the emperor appeared in his very much alive glory. He felt heavy and weak. So much weaker than he had been towards the end of the abyss. Avoiding the gazes of the surprised onlookers the assassin emperor stormed into his office, taking a seat on his satin chair as he pondered what had occurred.
The abyss had been an embarrassing blemish on his reputation but he had learned some interesting details, the key point being that his former master was still alive and kicking. Whilst this brought hope it also presented some issues, Neo Nippur was still a mess needing some major work to properly be the capital of a great empire. The elves could be dealt with in time but for now, their labour was needed. But there were others that had long outlived their usefulness and thus had to be given their p45 in the form of a blade through the brain.
He had asked one of the servants to call for Dave the guard to report on the recent social changes that Victor would have hoped to have happened, pouring himself a whiskey Victor summoned up two icecubes as he awaited his employee’s arrival.
He thought over all that had happened in the abyss, that being he had become, no, been part of. The power they had felt flow through their fingers, the thousands of years of experience still floating through his mind, memories not his own flashing across, the power of the potaras and loss of it was like a hangover as he tried to remember more about who he had fused to, it must have been her memories that filled his mind and he had one question, what was this black and white dance with a neat rhythm that kept popping into his head?
Dave seemed to be in a somewhat good mood, Victor assumed that this meant the letter was delivered and he would not need to make good on any threats that he had proposed before they left for the Abyss.
“Good evening my sweet boy, I need a report on any major changes since I have been gone, and I am hoping for some exciting news” Victor kicked his feet up onto his mahogany desk as he leaned back, sipping at his drink.
“Uh, well productivity is up this quarter, the Nippurian crown seems to be doing well on the currency exchange, oh and we finally finished a silver statue of you, pretty well crafted if I must say so.” Victor waited with bated breath, his brow furrowing as Dave seemed to be finished.
“Is that… it? There was no other major event that happened, no other details that you are missing out on?”
“Uh, oh yeah they found some nice large rubies that they have used with some lights to create the glowing effect for the eyes of the statue, its a really nice attention to detail!” Dave said with his usual stupid joy.
“I meant with Ahana, what has our so illustrious general gotten herself into?” Victor was puzzled, the only time the actions of a dead woman should have concerned him was when Gabriella decided to be too vigorous with her teeth in sensitive areas.
“OH! Ahana is on a scouting mission, something about a possible threat to some miners on the outskirts, left with her elite guards yesterday to go and investigate.” A spray of cold alcohol covered Daves face as Victors drink found itself being shot out of his mouth.
“What? Its been like, weeks now, does no one read letters anymore? She should have been dealt with by now!” Victor slammed his head onto the desk out of frustration before straightening up, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose.
“Actually sir it’s only been three days since you left.”
“Really? Feels like it has been longer. Hm, well that’s still no excuse when I say jump everyone should be jumping as high as they can as any less than their best is unacceptable. It should not be a case of I will jump when I feel like it.” Victor slowly stood up, his eyes half-closed as he let out a sigh and headed for the door.
“Clear my schedule for today, I should have never sent a knight to do the job of an assassin.” He was two hundred percent done with everyone’s incompetence, and as usual, it was up to him to actually achieve what needed to be done.
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“Please, stop!” a voice cried out as their voice was silenced by a wooden cannonball smashing into their chest, blood and bone coating the ground as the miner fell backwards. “This is fun, bring up the next one!”
Ahana's death squad lifted up another of the captured miners, being unable to control her vile impulses she had come up with a plan to turn up “too late” to save the miners and blame their death of those black monsters that the emperor had taken a fascination too, she even had her squad craft some crude daggers and spears out of the tails of those that she had successfully killed before. The guards that had been placed at the outpost had not expected the violent shiving they each received from her most loyal men and this made it easy to take over and round up the miners.
Ahana was flushed in the face, breathing heavily as she mentally aimed another cannonball, her groupies ready to announce scores based on how well the body went splat, she launched straight at her target, a look of shock crossing everyone’s face as a silver object collided with the mid-air ball. The brutal wooden orb found itself crashing into the skull of one of Ahanas minions as they slumped to the floor, the shock causing the second of the two holding the intended target to jump back as the miner took the moment to flee for his life.
“What the fuck boss! You didn’t tell me you were going to kill Jimmy! Funny as shit though, I give it a seven out of ten, never saw it coming.” A more zealous mercenary announced with a hearty laugh.
“Well, that might be because Jimmy isn’t actually dead, and the only one that planned for that to happen was me. And seven? Really? Do you work for the IGN of death ratings? Do I need to buy up some ad space on the carry chair to get an eight?” Victor smirked as he approached the group.
“Oh, Victor, what a surprise, I guess that DA was just to easy for you and you have already won?” Ahana said with a sarcastic smile, a giggle spreading through her gaggle of men.
“I think that you will find that its Emperor Victor to you knave”
“So Victor are you just here to exchange barbs or are you going to let me get back to my fun” Ahana’s disinterested voice rung out through the cavern as she turned back to her men.
“Funny that you should mention fun because I am also interested in having some fun, the abyss can be quite stressful after all. And if there is one thing that we have in common a violent and gory exhibition can most certainly soothe the soul.” Victor’s eyes glowed bright crimson, the fires of the underverse being outshined in their burning glory. Even one as confident and irreverent as Ahana and her death squad seemed almost, skittish in the emperor’s presence.
“Uh, well we have plenty of victims to share, how about we hold one up and see if your blades can do as much damage as my canon balls?”
“I have a better idea, how about you stop wasting your time killing peasants, and instead we play a game, we can call it rabbit hunt! Because at the end of this a wolf is going to rip out the throat of a certain bunny!” Victor smiled as he walked closer a slow methodical pace as Ahana felt a cold sweat run down the back of her back.
“Come on now Victor it's just a few peasants, who is going to even notice that they are gone, besides you need me! Remember without my healing you would not have gotten that fucking throne! The feat that my death squad bring helps keep you in power!” She pleaded.
“No Miss Varma, you, Sigmund, Gilgamesh, everyone I have ever met seems to always get that wrong. I don’t ask for help because I need it, if I wanted that city, I would have taken it, and there is not a man alive that could have stopped me. I used you and everyone else’s help because it was fun and easier than the alternatives. I could have found a way to do it myself but I like bringing out potential, there is nothing more satisfying than seeing someone reach their peak. I saw potential in Siggy to be a great cult leader and uniter of people, so I put him in a position where he could more easily achieve those goals. If only I had known how right I was back then” Victor said with a proud smile.
“His father would be very happy. Now as for you, your old version would be ashamed at just how much shame you have brought to the faction! And I would go back and slap the former me for ever thinking that there was a scrap of redeemable quality in that husk you call a personality!”
“Do you really think that you can beat us? There is only one of you, and five of us, I knew that you have an ego Victor but I did not think that you were this level of insane.” Ahana laughed as her men got ready to rush the emperor.
“Well I guess even a broken clock is right twice a day because you are right about something, there is only one of me. And it doesn’t matter if there are five of you or one hundred of you. If they are all trained by yourself then I would be surprised if they had basic pattern recognition!”
With that Ahana launched two of her wooden balls at the emperor, who smirked and avoided their path as one of Ahana's goons rushed forward, his spear thrusts forcing Victor to lean back, eventually, the emperor using a hand to flip backwards, kicking the spear tip air-bound as Victor, now low to the ground rushed forward, his blade landing into the attacker’s crotch.
A high pitch yelp followed as Victor used the bravest of Ahanas men as a living shield, two more cannonballs smashing into his spine. Bringing the dagger upwards the emperor sliced through the stomach, eventually reaching and cracking through the sternum until he reached the neck of his Victim.
“Sing for me little birdy, oh wait, I just sliced through your larynx, well, time to finish a job!” Victor chuckled as his blade split open the jawbone, leaving half a tongue on another side of the mouth, and a perfect cross-section of a surprisingly not smooth brain.
“You know what, that was too easy, how about I give you a fair battle!” Ahana continued to launch ranged attacks, ineffectual for the much too nimble emperor to be bothered by as her remaining three men circled Victor. The lord of assassins dissipated his daggers as he started to hop from foot to foot, his hands now in a more boxing stance.
“You know, I wish that Ahana had developed you lot into a crew of misfit minions rather than generic copy-paste evil minions, would have made it much more fun and personal when I tore you all apart!”
Watching the group circle him Victor slowly reached down to the ground as if to tie his laces, the mercenaries around him careful to make a move.
“Oh don’t feel scared to attack, I promise I won’t summon up my daggers, I just want to kill you all in a different way, call it a mental list of things I want to cross off before I die. I don’t even know if most of these will work but we will find out!” Victor expressed with glee.
“Aghhhhh! Will you stop joking around and take this seriously!” Ahana screamed throwing a hissy fit in her chair.
“No, because that is exactly what you want, and as we all know I am not into giving you what you want, I have seen the way you look at me you bunny whore” Victor said with a wink as Ahanas men now enraged at the mocking rushed forward.
Throwing some volcanic ash that he had picked up from the ground earlier onto one of their eyes Victor stepped to the side of a spear blow and leaned to his side and back as he landed a high side thrust kick knocking the enemy off his feet. “I guess you could say that was quite the superkick!”
Turning his attention to the only healthy fighter left Victor gave a wave as he spun to dodge a rapid flurry of spear thrusts ending his spin by coming inside the range of the spear and landing a spinning punch to the side of the head. Placing a foot behind the already unbalanced psychopaths he gave a light push sending his target falling backwards. Before he could raise his spear Victor leapt, his boot landing with a sickening crunch as his enemy stopped struggling.
Victor stalked silently towards the second of the death squad who was still blinded by the sharp texture of broken glass under his eyelids from the volcanic ash.
“Hey, I have always wanted to try this, its my first time so please be gentle” Victor whispered into the mercs ear from behind as he swung an arm backwards before he could attack anymore Victor now facing the blinded merc used a hand to grab him by the chin, digging his nails in to get a solid grip. His other hand then shot forward, his thumb finding its way into the mercs now held open mouth as his index and middle finger pushed through his eye sockets, hooking downwards as he tried to scream in agony.
“I think its time for your facelift!” Victor grinned as he placed a foot on the minion’s chest and pulled with his hands, the force of his three fingers ripping out the front of the skull as blood and grey matter splashed onto the cavern floor.
“I am surprised that worked? Multiverse physics? Or just raw skill, who knows.” Victor shrugged his shoulders as he approached the final mercenary, the beefiest of the four by far he was now back to his feet after the kick to the jaw had left him flat on his back like so many people around Victor.
“Well, what are you going to do, thrust a spear? Oh! Maybe thrust it a few times, or maybe you will give it a little spin to win, it’s not going to work you know at the end of this you are going to…”
Before Victor could finish his taunting the large man dropped his weapon and charged Victor making up the distance with surprising speed as the emperor was tackled to the ground. Fist after fist slamming into him from all directions. He saw sparkles in his eyes as one of these wild blows connected with his nose, a crunch crushing it bellow the weight of the fist, his eyes watering from the pain Victor turtled up, guarding his vital areas. Something that his opponent in his wild rage had forgotten to do. Lifting his leg the emperor landed a low blow as he grabbed onto his opponent’s arms and with his own surprising strength.
Noticing the dilemma Victor realised that he had to act quick, he was open to a canon ball and needed both his arms to hold down the man that he was now on top of. A vicious idea sprung to mind as the assassin leaned forward.
“You know, the only complaint I get when I am on top”
The mercenary let out a short muffled scream as Victor’s teeth sunk into his throat, ripping it out like a lion throttling a gazelle. Spitting out the chunk of flesh in his mouth Victor finished.
“I have been known to leave love bites!”
Standing up, a trail of blood dripping from the assassin’s mouth he reached up and reset his nose with a crack, the cartilage starting to heal instantly. Stalking over to Ahana Victor summoned up his blades to his palms, the cold metal clashing with the warmth of the blood coating them, not an unfamiliar feeling but one Victor had not felt in many moons.
“So Ahana, are you ready to get off that kiddy chair and die like a real woman? Or am I going to have to climb up there and drag you off it? I can go both ways… I can go a lot of ways actually” Victor said with a smile as he stalked towards the bunny girl.
“Do you really think you have won?”
“Well not yet, I still have the main event but considering that this is the second time this weak I have faced an overly confident idiot who wants me dead after killing a bunch of mooks to unimportant to remember the names of, well I think I am more than prepared for this situation!”
Ahana laughed wiping a tear from her eye “it really was like they said, get em, boys!”
Before Victor could react he felt all of his limbs being grabbed, unable to struggle as the men he had so easily disposed of had somehow reformed and now held him tightly.
“OK, explain!” Victor demanded, a low panic building in his voice.
“Well, I asked my boys here how they would take you out if our little tinpot emperor ever got to big for his throne and they pointed out what they thought where your biggest weaknesses!”
“That I just love too much?My sunny disposition? Seeing too much good in humanity?”
“No, overconfidence, you assume that you are the only one that can progress your abilities in this world like you think you are the main character of some fantasy story. And that you tend to try to view entire groups as the same as those that lead them. I don’t really get what they meant by that but it appears to have worked!” Ahana boasted before one of her men interjected.
“Essentially because the boss is dumb as rocks you thought we would all be the same and didn’t expect a well-placed trap. Like us letting you “kill” us so that we could play dead and let the healing she gave us kick in.”
Victor gulped as he saw Ahanas face light up with a smile as a cannonball made its way towards Victor’s face. “Hehehe, I’m in danger!”
The abyss had been an embarrassing blemish on his reputation but he had learned some interesting details, the key point being that his former master was still alive and kicking. Whilst this brought hope it also presented some issues, Neo Nippur was still a mess needing some major work to properly be the capital of a great empire. The elves could be dealt with in time but for now, their labour was needed. But there were others that had long outlived their usefulness and thus had to be given their p45 in the form of a blade through the brain.
He had asked one of the servants to call for Dave the guard to report on the recent social changes that Victor would have hoped to have happened, pouring himself a whiskey Victor summoned up two icecubes as he awaited his employee’s arrival.
He thought over all that had happened in the abyss, that being he had become, no, been part of. The power they had felt flow through their fingers, the thousands of years of experience still floating through his mind, memories not his own flashing across, the power of the potaras and loss of it was like a hangover as he tried to remember more about who he had fused to, it must have been her memories that filled his mind and he had one question, what was this black and white dance with a neat rhythm that kept popping into his head?
Dave seemed to be in a somewhat good mood, Victor assumed that this meant the letter was delivered and he would not need to make good on any threats that he had proposed before they left for the Abyss.
“Good evening my sweet boy, I need a report on any major changes since I have been gone, and I am hoping for some exciting news” Victor kicked his feet up onto his mahogany desk as he leaned back, sipping at his drink.
“Uh, well productivity is up this quarter, the Nippurian crown seems to be doing well on the currency exchange, oh and we finally finished a silver statue of you, pretty well crafted if I must say so.” Victor waited with bated breath, his brow furrowing as Dave seemed to be finished.
“Is that… it? There was no other major event that happened, no other details that you are missing out on?”
“Uh, oh yeah they found some nice large rubies that they have used with some lights to create the glowing effect for the eyes of the statue, its a really nice attention to detail!” Dave said with his usual stupid joy.
“I meant with Ahana, what has our so illustrious general gotten herself into?” Victor was puzzled, the only time the actions of a dead woman should have concerned him was when Gabriella decided to be too vigorous with her teeth in sensitive areas.
“OH! Ahana is on a scouting mission, something about a possible threat to some miners on the outskirts, left with her elite guards yesterday to go and investigate.” A spray of cold alcohol covered Daves face as Victors drink found itself being shot out of his mouth.
“What? Its been like, weeks now, does no one read letters anymore? She should have been dealt with by now!” Victor slammed his head onto the desk out of frustration before straightening up, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose.
“Actually sir it’s only been three days since you left.”
“Really? Feels like it has been longer. Hm, well that’s still no excuse when I say jump everyone should be jumping as high as they can as any less than their best is unacceptable. It should not be a case of I will jump when I feel like it.” Victor slowly stood up, his eyes half-closed as he let out a sigh and headed for the door.
“Clear my schedule for today, I should have never sent a knight to do the job of an assassin.” He was two hundred percent done with everyone’s incompetence, and as usual, it was up to him to actually achieve what needed to be done.
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“Please, stop!” a voice cried out as their voice was silenced by a wooden cannonball smashing into their chest, blood and bone coating the ground as the miner fell backwards. “This is fun, bring up the next one!”
Ahana's death squad lifted up another of the captured miners, being unable to control her vile impulses she had come up with a plan to turn up “too late” to save the miners and blame their death of those black monsters that the emperor had taken a fascination too, she even had her squad craft some crude daggers and spears out of the tails of those that she had successfully killed before. The guards that had been placed at the outpost had not expected the violent shiving they each received from her most loyal men and this made it easy to take over and round up the miners.
Ahana was flushed in the face, breathing heavily as she mentally aimed another cannonball, her groupies ready to announce scores based on how well the body went splat, she launched straight at her target, a look of shock crossing everyone’s face as a silver object collided with the mid-air ball. The brutal wooden orb found itself crashing into the skull of one of Ahanas minions as they slumped to the floor, the shock causing the second of the two holding the intended target to jump back as the miner took the moment to flee for his life.
“What the fuck boss! You didn’t tell me you were going to kill Jimmy! Funny as shit though, I give it a seven out of ten, never saw it coming.” A more zealous mercenary announced with a hearty laugh.
“Well, that might be because Jimmy isn’t actually dead, and the only one that planned for that to happen was me. And seven? Really? Do you work for the IGN of death ratings? Do I need to buy up some ad space on the carry chair to get an eight?” Victor smirked as he approached the group.
“Oh, Victor, what a surprise, I guess that DA was just to easy for you and you have already won?” Ahana said with a sarcastic smile, a giggle spreading through her gaggle of men.
“I think that you will find that its Emperor Victor to you knave”
“So Victor are you just here to exchange barbs or are you going to let me get back to my fun” Ahana’s disinterested voice rung out through the cavern as she turned back to her men.
“Funny that you should mention fun because I am also interested in having some fun, the abyss can be quite stressful after all. And if there is one thing that we have in common a violent and gory exhibition can most certainly soothe the soul.” Victor’s eyes glowed bright crimson, the fires of the underverse being outshined in their burning glory. Even one as confident and irreverent as Ahana and her death squad seemed almost, skittish in the emperor’s presence.
“Uh, well we have plenty of victims to share, how about we hold one up and see if your blades can do as much damage as my canon balls?”
“I have a better idea, how about you stop wasting your time killing peasants, and instead we play a game, we can call it rabbit hunt! Because at the end of this a wolf is going to rip out the throat of a certain bunny!” Victor smiled as he walked closer a slow methodical pace as Ahana felt a cold sweat run down the back of her back.
“Come on now Victor it's just a few peasants, who is going to even notice that they are gone, besides you need me! Remember without my healing you would not have gotten that fucking throne! The feat that my death squad bring helps keep you in power!” She pleaded.
“No Miss Varma, you, Sigmund, Gilgamesh, everyone I have ever met seems to always get that wrong. I don’t ask for help because I need it, if I wanted that city, I would have taken it, and there is not a man alive that could have stopped me. I used you and everyone else’s help because it was fun and easier than the alternatives. I could have found a way to do it myself but I like bringing out potential, there is nothing more satisfying than seeing someone reach their peak. I saw potential in Siggy to be a great cult leader and uniter of people, so I put him in a position where he could more easily achieve those goals. If only I had known how right I was back then” Victor said with a proud smile.
“His father would be very happy. Now as for you, your old version would be ashamed at just how much shame you have brought to the faction! And I would go back and slap the former me for ever thinking that there was a scrap of redeemable quality in that husk you call a personality!”
“Do you really think that you can beat us? There is only one of you, and five of us, I knew that you have an ego Victor but I did not think that you were this level of insane.” Ahana laughed as her men got ready to rush the emperor.
“Well I guess even a broken clock is right twice a day because you are right about something, there is only one of me. And it doesn’t matter if there are five of you or one hundred of you. If they are all trained by yourself then I would be surprised if they had basic pattern recognition!”
With that Ahana launched two of her wooden balls at the emperor, who smirked and avoided their path as one of Ahana's goons rushed forward, his spear thrusts forcing Victor to lean back, eventually, the emperor using a hand to flip backwards, kicking the spear tip air-bound as Victor, now low to the ground rushed forward, his blade landing into the attacker’s crotch.
A high pitch yelp followed as Victor used the bravest of Ahanas men as a living shield, two more cannonballs smashing into his spine. Bringing the dagger upwards the emperor sliced through the stomach, eventually reaching and cracking through the sternum until he reached the neck of his Victim.
“Sing for me little birdy, oh wait, I just sliced through your larynx, well, time to finish a job!” Victor chuckled as his blade split open the jawbone, leaving half a tongue on another side of the mouth, and a perfect cross-section of a surprisingly not smooth brain.
“You know what, that was too easy, how about I give you a fair battle!” Ahana continued to launch ranged attacks, ineffectual for the much too nimble emperor to be bothered by as her remaining three men circled Victor. The lord of assassins dissipated his daggers as he started to hop from foot to foot, his hands now in a more boxing stance.
“You know, I wish that Ahana had developed you lot into a crew of misfit minions rather than generic copy-paste evil minions, would have made it much more fun and personal when I tore you all apart!”
Watching the group circle him Victor slowly reached down to the ground as if to tie his laces, the mercenaries around him careful to make a move.
“Oh don’t feel scared to attack, I promise I won’t summon up my daggers, I just want to kill you all in a different way, call it a mental list of things I want to cross off before I die. I don’t even know if most of these will work but we will find out!” Victor expressed with glee.
“Aghhhhh! Will you stop joking around and take this seriously!” Ahana screamed throwing a hissy fit in her chair.
“No, because that is exactly what you want, and as we all know I am not into giving you what you want, I have seen the way you look at me you bunny whore” Victor said with a wink as Ahanas men now enraged at the mocking rushed forward.
Throwing some volcanic ash that he had picked up from the ground earlier onto one of their eyes Victor stepped to the side of a spear blow and leaned to his side and back as he landed a high side thrust kick knocking the enemy off his feet. “I guess you could say that was quite the superkick!”
Turning his attention to the only healthy fighter left Victor gave a wave as he spun to dodge a rapid flurry of spear thrusts ending his spin by coming inside the range of the spear and landing a spinning punch to the side of the head. Placing a foot behind the already unbalanced psychopaths he gave a light push sending his target falling backwards. Before he could raise his spear Victor leapt, his boot landing with a sickening crunch as his enemy stopped struggling.
Victor stalked silently towards the second of the death squad who was still blinded by the sharp texture of broken glass under his eyelids from the volcanic ash.
“Hey, I have always wanted to try this, its my first time so please be gentle” Victor whispered into the mercs ear from behind as he swung an arm backwards before he could attack anymore Victor now facing the blinded merc used a hand to grab him by the chin, digging his nails in to get a solid grip. His other hand then shot forward, his thumb finding its way into the mercs now held open mouth as his index and middle finger pushed through his eye sockets, hooking downwards as he tried to scream in agony.
“I think its time for your facelift!” Victor grinned as he placed a foot on the minion’s chest and pulled with his hands, the force of his three fingers ripping out the front of the skull as blood and grey matter splashed onto the cavern floor.
“I am surprised that worked? Multiverse physics? Or just raw skill, who knows.” Victor shrugged his shoulders as he approached the final mercenary, the beefiest of the four by far he was now back to his feet after the kick to the jaw had left him flat on his back like so many people around Victor.
“Well, what are you going to do, thrust a spear? Oh! Maybe thrust it a few times, or maybe you will give it a little spin to win, it’s not going to work you know at the end of this you are going to…”
Before Victor could finish his taunting the large man dropped his weapon and charged Victor making up the distance with surprising speed as the emperor was tackled to the ground. Fist after fist slamming into him from all directions. He saw sparkles in his eyes as one of these wild blows connected with his nose, a crunch crushing it bellow the weight of the fist, his eyes watering from the pain Victor turtled up, guarding his vital areas. Something that his opponent in his wild rage had forgotten to do. Lifting his leg the emperor landed a low blow as he grabbed onto his opponent’s arms and with his own surprising strength.
Noticing the dilemma Victor realised that he had to act quick, he was open to a canon ball and needed both his arms to hold down the man that he was now on top of. A vicious idea sprung to mind as the assassin leaned forward.
“You know, the only complaint I get when I am on top”
The mercenary let out a short muffled scream as Victor’s teeth sunk into his throat, ripping it out like a lion throttling a gazelle. Spitting out the chunk of flesh in his mouth Victor finished.
“I have been known to leave love bites!”
Standing up, a trail of blood dripping from the assassin’s mouth he reached up and reset his nose with a crack, the cartilage starting to heal instantly. Stalking over to Ahana Victor summoned up his blades to his palms, the cold metal clashing with the warmth of the blood coating them, not an unfamiliar feeling but one Victor had not felt in many moons.
“So Ahana, are you ready to get off that kiddy chair and die like a real woman? Or am I going to have to climb up there and drag you off it? I can go both ways… I can go a lot of ways actually” Victor said with a smile as he stalked towards the bunny girl.
“Do you really think you have won?”
“Well not yet, I still have the main event but considering that this is the second time this weak I have faced an overly confident idiot who wants me dead after killing a bunch of mooks to unimportant to remember the names of, well I think I am more than prepared for this situation!”
Ahana laughed wiping a tear from her eye “it really was like they said, get em, boys!”
Before Victor could react he felt all of his limbs being grabbed, unable to struggle as the men he had so easily disposed of had somehow reformed and now held him tightly.
“OK, explain!” Victor demanded, a low panic building in his voice.
“Well, I asked my boys here how they would take you out if our little tinpot emperor ever got to big for his throne and they pointed out what they thought where your biggest weaknesses!”
“That I just love too much?My sunny disposition? Seeing too much good in humanity?”
“No, overconfidence, you assume that you are the only one that can progress your abilities in this world like you think you are the main character of some fantasy story. And that you tend to try to view entire groups as the same as those that lead them. I don’t really get what they meant by that but it appears to have worked!” Ahana boasted before one of her men interjected.
“Essentially because the boss is dumb as rocks you thought we would all be the same and didn’t expect a well-placed trap. Like us letting you “kill” us so that we could play dead and let the healing she gave us kick in.”
Victor gulped as he saw Ahanas face light up with a smile as a cannonball made its way towards Victor’s face. “Hehehe, I’m in danger!”