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�The God of Death� 
Entering the Golden City here in Slavista. The massive coliseum is the first thing Roland spots off in the distance, but Vain and Vatar are more focused on the castle that rests in the center of this sparkling city of gold shavings, embedded into stone and other �rock� mineral constructions this city has been built and named upon. - Vain - � This place makes me sick�Roland�if you will? � Roland looks to Vain and then nods as he approaches very intimidated civilians that inhabit this great city of beauty. Releasing his malice from off of his back, Roland makes contact with some regular twelve-year old girl�swinging his malice like it was a baseball bat. Smashing the poor girl, lifting her and sending her soaring up and over the roof of one of the stone homes. Blood trailing behind her during her flight�all of the guards are instantly alarmed and start flanking Roland. - Vatar - � You think he needs our help, you�re excellency? � Vain looks to Vatar and draws a half smirk, crossing his arms. Vatar nods, catching the drift of dust that Roland kicks up as he sprints at the guards�ripping through them like they just called his momma a name. The sweet sounds of blood curdling screams - allows Vain and Vatar to relax and just watch�as Roland has his fun, covering himself in human blood, officiated obsessively over his favorite �down-time� activity. - Vain - � Ryn, Otta and Krollba are here�I can sense them in that castle. � Vatar looks to Vain, studying the third born�evil seed�of Mesillcaan with utter interest burning in his eyes. Wondering what it is that motivates Vain to hold an angry grudge against the entire world, the way he does all so well. To stare into this�monster�s�eyes, it�s enough to make shivers run up his spine. . o O (You�re more like you�re father than you�re older siblings, you�re excellency.) O o . Arm�s, Legs, Torso�s even�come flying from Roland�s position in the center of about thirty some odd guards. Roland, taking little damage�damage�that only makes the giant brute that much more pissed off. Roland swings the Malice around, jumping, leaping into the large sea of guards that surround him. Enjoying every moment of it as he dismantles, decimates, desecrates�one by two at times, per every swing. - Vatar - � You made a great decision on including this�animal�you�re Excellency. � Vain stares in silence, watching Roland as he runs through thirty some odd amount of guards�when all he has to do is stand and wait for the path to be cleared, Roland�plays the Berserker role very well in his fight for world dominance. Vain watches Roland with interest, spotting how he is faster than before�with his blood boiling within� his veins. Watching with curiosity, Vain waits and Vatar slightly smirks. . o O ( �No need to lift a finger to damage the opposition� ) O o . - Roland - � THAT ALL YOU GOT!? BITCH!!! � Vain cracks a half smile, Vatar looks to Vain�s expression of happiness. It is but a faint description, but this forces Vatar to understand why Vain is so powerful. It�s not because he�s the god of death, it isn�t because he�s such a great warrior on the battlefield, and it isn�t even because of the fact that he�s surpassed Mesillcaan in the category of �power�. It�s because he�s relentless, brutal�and poisoned by hate. - Roland - � WHERE YOU GOING!? It�s Just STARTING to GET FUN!!! � Roland rips a spear out of his side and stares at it for a moment, left eye starting to twitch. Growling, Roland than throws it as hard as he can at two guards. Impaling both humans with one spear, going straight through both of them, taking their lives�like the rest that stand in his way. Vain and Vatar start walking at a normal walking pace. Following Roland as he cuts a path through the human�s, like they were vines in a thick jungle. - Vain - � You sense them, too? � Vatar nods and keeps his eyes open. Vain glares up at the castle that they�re inching closer toward, then looks to his left and right, looking down at all of the mangled bodies covered in blood all over the place at their feet. Having to step over a few limbs and whatnot, a few body�s have been ripped completely in half at the torso�some are headless, but most are filled with holes that spew warm blood to the dirt below. - Vain - � The three knights are here�split up. We�ll meet at the stoop of the castle when our targets have been eliminated. Vatar�take care of Otta, I�m going after Ryn. Roland? � The last guard gets driven to the ground by Roland�s massive strength, bodies twitching all around them. Roland looks over at Vain with a pissed off look on his face and before Vain can say anything else, another large man�much like Roland�s size�dressed in a knights armor�named Krollba, comes walking to them. Running his mouth like the foul-mouth, rude, brute�that he is. - Krollba - � Look what we have here! A few peasants�� Roland turns his attention to Krollba and quirks a brow, then he looks back to Vain again�wondering what Vain was going to say to him, but since Krollba showed up before he had the chance to tell Roland to go after �Krollba�, to kill him. Vain gets a dead serious look on his face, and changes what he was going to say to Roland. - Vain - � You hear that Roland!? He just called you a fucking Plinko!!! � Roland stares at Vain for a moment of silence, straight serious look on his face that only grows more agitated and angry. Roland starts grinning like a mad man, than he snaps his attention toward Krollba with an expression that says it all. - Roland - � WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!? � An alarmed look across his face, his wide open�a psychotic laughter comes from his throat, Roland takes off in an all out full-bore dash at Krollba, in a fit of pure rage. - Roland - � YOU�RE DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! � Vain and Vatar slip right past Krollba, due to Roland spear tackling him off his feet, putting the human knight through one of the stone homes, causing for it to collapse down atop of them. Vain and Vatar to the castle steps, where Otta greets them with an arrow that zips at Vain�s face. Vain stops walking and Vatar reaches out and grabs the arrow, stopping it inches from Vain�s face. Vain narrows his eyes at the arrow�s tip, then glares past it and directly at Otta, the second knight of the three. - Otta - � You�shall go no further!!! � - Vain - � �Vatar�� - Vatar - � Yes�You�re Excellency. � Vatar takes a step back as Otta readies another arrow in his long-bow, maybe fifty yards away. Otta, standing on the actual castle steps - Being the second line of defense for the castle�s standing grounds. Vatar grabs his double-headed battleaxe off of Vain�s back. With his demon arm thus making the heavy weapon as light as a sword for him. Vatar dashes at Otta at the same time Vain does, Otta shoots an arrow past both of them due to their amazing speed. Vain runs right past Otta as Vatar leaps and swings the battleaxe down at Otta�s head, forcing him to let Vain go�to dive out of the way. Vain darts up may steps of this castle, looking for the last line of defense for the Golden City, A man by the name of Ryn - The leader of these three holy knights of Slavista. | ||