'This Zombie is… different. If I was viewed as the underdog in a group like the Sheriffs, I am pretty sure I'd brag about taking down 3 underworld hitmen. He's making it sound like I did it all…' Sardi wasn't sure what to make of Shinra. His first impression was that he was too confident for a weak zombie, and shouldn't be so presumptuous when talking to him. Now though… well the damn Zombie didn't act confident enough.
'There is something going on with that guy… and now I know that he is trying to hide something.' Sardi couldn't afford to trust anyone. His life, and mission, were too important. However, knowing someone else's secret was better than trust, it was mutually assured destruction. He might not be able to trust anyone, but he knew that this Zombie, this Shinra dude, would do everything he could to protect his secrets; including protecting Sardi's.
"Shinra, after we interview th
"Huff, huff, hunnh, haghhh," the man panted as he ran through the dark stone corridors of the labyrinth. 'Freedom my ass, I'll never find the way out of here,' the dark mage said. His hair was long and tangled with deep streaks of grey, his clothes were worn and grey as well. He was large and fit looking though, as if he worked with his hands more than his magic. Which made sense, considering the silver bracelets on each of his wrists, magic inhibitors.He leaned against the edge or an entryway and peered in. The next tunnel was darker than the last, a worrying development. 'Am I getting closer or further to the exit?' Albsu wondered. He took a steadying breath, crouched low, and dashed into the next tunnel. This one had a trickle of liquid, hopefully water, in the centre. It made it impossible to be quiet, so he decided to run faster. 'I don't know who is following me, but I can sense them.'For a revolutionary who had b
"Try not to say anything, ok? This is not good for either of us. Just blend into the seat and become furniture." Sardi said to Shinra. He was whispering fiercely, but there was an edge of panic to it. Shinra wasn't surprised. Somehow they were sitting in a private booth inside the Imperial Arena.The Imperial Arena was actually very small, and was inside the Imperial Palace, but the fiercest and most spectacular shows were reserved for this intimate space that could only be viewed by under 1000 mages. And Shinra was in one of two private boxes; he was beside the Emperor's. 'My life is getting dangerous,' he thought.An hour ago he had somehow been pulled into this craziness. Instead of the dirty and bloody clothes he'd arrived in, he was wearing fresh wool trousers, a woven white shirt that fitted like a second skin, and a smart looking short jacket with slim lapels and a bright satin sheen.&nb
The lycanthrope, standing in its primal Glory was impressive for sure, but the crowd went even quieter when a roar shattered the silence from the darkness behind a magic and iron banded portcullis in the far wall of the arena.That scream could almost be seen as it tore through the air, and wounded Shinra's eardrums. Everyone, including the lycanthrope, stared as the rusted and thick iron of the gate slowly rose up into the strong stone of the arena wall.Nothing happened. Shinra stared intently through the black opening though, unable even to blink. His heart had trembled after hearing that sound, and he needed to know what sort of horror waited in the arena with him. Even though he was in one of the private boxes, and shielded by magic so powerful even a zombie could feel it, he was still afraid. Sardi whispered something to him, but Shinra couldn't hear anything.The anticipation, and fear, roiled around inside of him, dredging up a primal response. It
Shinra was uncomfortably aware of the woman's hand on his shoulder. Her grip was too strong, for one thing, but he hadn't spent much time with women. Except his sister, and Loren. Loren didn't count though as a woman, she was a murder conspirator first."Watch?" Shinra said as the huge man's manacles settled onto the cobblestoned arena floor.He was about to ask, 'for what?', when the man threw his great sword like a javelin at the beast. It flew like a beam of light, but the beast was constantly moving, and the blade barely grazed it; the sword continued on to stick into the stone of the arena wall, a foot of the blade at least was buried in solid stone."Holy crap," Shinra said, his eyes glued to the sword. That would take more than superhuman strength."Not there, silly human," the woman said, and gently, but inexorably, turned his head back to the Lycanthrope. The man appeared to be …. Exploding
Seeing that giant fur god rocketing towards them, Shinra's vision went out of control. The rocketing motion slowed down, and he could clearly see a grid all around them with vectors showing the direction and speed of everything. He followed the projected path of the Lycan, and saw that he was going to land on Sardi. Sardi's head to be precise, if he didn't move.In this slow motion view, Shinra turned towards Sardi, and, without thinking, dove forward. The movement broke his concentration and everything happened fast. He hit Sardi high in the chest, bowling them both over into a rolling ball of limbs that hit the far side of the event box. They were still moving when the Lycan crashed right where they had been, splintering their seats into kindling under its muscled bulk.Some of the splinters shot towards Shinra and Sardi, but they were in too much shock to notice."Shit, shit, shit!!!" Sardi was saying, louder and louder. Shinra, seeing the monster start to look towards them,
The Lycan roared. Shinra couldn't tell if it was in anger or pain. Then a curious expression twisted onto the lupine face, mostly in the eyes. Shinra would later say it looked confused and sad.It stepped towards the tall Vampire, and then the upper part of its chest slid to the floor. It looked down at the cleanly sliced muscle and bone and exposed organs; then its face slid off, starting at the top back of the skull at an angle that lined up with the slice through the chest and ending at the sword's resting place.The Lycan was a standing horror show, not dead somehow, but it would be impossible to stay alive. 'Fu$$, I hope it can't survive that. I wouldn't want to.' Shinra felt sick to his stomach, but couldn't tear his gaze from the pile of gore and the giant dead thing that was still standing."Let's clean this up before it goes berserk?" The tall Vampire said. Without saying anything, the other female vampire, with
"Thank you my dear," the big man said, as he plucked a flute of champagne from the passing tray. The young woman smiled and nodded her head, setting her dark ringlets into a gentle wave. Aside from her smile, and the tray, she was wearing nothing else.The man reached out and gave her a gentle pinch, but otherwise ignored her after taking the champagne. He was an imposing man with iron grey hair cut severely at his shoulders. Though he was wearing layers of elegant clothes, he was obviously well muscled, like a middle-aged boxer that could still get into the ring if he had to. A very rich boxer.The party was a mix of elegance and crassness, with men and women dressed as well as any Lord in Tardel mingling with others in dirty linens and wearing well used weapons. And the naked serving girls; they made it seem like the whole elegant affair was happening in a brothel, which it was."You have nothing to worry about my Lord, I have f
[Update][Skills used to survive an attack from a Lycan General][1000 Exp Awarded]Shinra was caught off guard, surrounded as he was by blood and vampires. '1000 Exp, just for not dying because that monster attacked…' The thought made Shinra re-evaluate just how strong the Lycan was. And how much stronger the Vampires must be.[Status][Shinra: Death Walker: Assassin Level 7][15,250 Experience Points: 4750 to level 8 | 1 Skill Point][Health 1450/1450 | Strength 32 | Speed 52 | Intelligence 32 | Dexterity 58| Charisma 10 | Wisdom 22 | Magic 0][Skills: Fade 2 | Silence 1 | Knife Mastery 1 | Night Vision 1 | Assassin Kata 1][Hidden Path: Critical Strike 2 | Daemon Prediction ]Shinra didn't know what to do next. He was in a private box, in the Imperial Arena, surrounded by the blood and guts of dead nobles and a Lycan, with 4 super vampires looking at him like a treat, and his partner now knows that he has skills that a zombie shouldn't. So he was up shit creek without