Thread: The Great Meeting {Lyndzi + Blinkk}

Viktor stood to the side, watching with a curling lip at how the men flaunted their demons as if they were all that made them powerful, scowling down at them from his position in the ranks, unaffected by the special attention the one male tried to give him. Overall, he woudl have liked to say it was uneventful. Until afterwards, when the neophyte was indoctrined, the Sorc led him away. The man could hear every single conversation in the room as if he were right there next to them, so he hadnt missed the words. Talking was not at all forbidden, but Viktor was having that creeping feeling he got when he could feel Death approaching, and without a word he kept careful watch.... The woman that the Sorc had brought was a divine looking creature, though being a Luxuria, she had better be the best looking thing in this room. It was her soul purpose after all. Just like every single one of these peoples soul purpose was to irritate him and make him stand through the millionth ritual he had seen in his short years. But as such a beauty, he noticed afterwards that the mingling seemed to vortex around her, and not one or two hands stayed away from her as she was forced to stay in that spot, an ample distraction while the Sorc tried to work his influence over the boy. But the boy remained strong throughout, and Viktor would have offered him a chance to join their ranks easily, if it hadnt been for the swift end that was dealt the boy. Like a cold breeze, Viktor felt the chill of death in the air, his own breath turning to a slight fog under the mask as he gripped his sword. Killing unprovoked was as Dark as one could get, and this Sorc just showed his true colors. All thoughts of the Cold War betweent he families and all political reasoning were fled from his mind as he reacted on simple reflex-- as soon as the man stepped intot he room, Viktor flashed himself before the man, and with two quick slashes of his blade, first his contract was severed, and the next, his head. Wiping the blade easily on his robe, he sheathed the sword, walking past the body that had yet to fall, to kneel next to the boy. He managed to revive him with a bit of effort, though let him rest, getting up to walk past the standing body again, this time nudging it so that first the head fell, then the body crumpled to the ground. By Edict 407, Thou shalt not shorten the lives of those who mean you no harm, I have found Leonid Sorc guilty punishment contract severing and beheading, completed on this day before this audience of witnesses, by Enforcer Vilvadi the sixth of the Main Seal. Damages done have been reversed, with the demon of the deceased being seized by this Enforcer for questioning. End of diction. With that, the man simply gave a small bow to those still staring, and walked up to Katrina, grabbing her by the arm roughly and flashing them both away to what could only be described as the basement of a castle, more akin to a dungeon than anything, with iron bars casing them inside a room with a simple circle inside it. Once inside, he let her go, backing up two steps from her to stand at the door, as if a robot instead of a human, the blood of her master still damp on his robes.