by Azathoth » Sat Aug 25, 2007 12:07 am
Azer looks back, her eyes cool. Do you enjoy angering and threatening people who decide to work for you, hmm? I could send this castle into a firey abyss with a single spell if I wanted to. She pulls out a long black Pike, but holds it to her side unthreateningly. Now listen... and listen well. I work for you because I choose to. I work for you on my terms. I leave whenever I choose to. And anymore attempts to enchant my person will be considered an attack, and I will return in kind. Do you understand that?
Cyleena has been leaning against the wall, watching the fights with interest.
Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil...prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...