Hostage....What Just Happened?

Job

Capitol Crocus, the home of the leader of this cowardly nation. That was where Chaoris was with his companion, Sharp. There was no reason for being there, save one; to bring more into his will and to worship him with bloodshed and skulls. His attention was drawn to the sound of screams, surely the sound of combat. "Come Sharp! The sound of battle draws us, and I wish to fight with you again!" He had found that she was an excellent combatant, and a loyal worshipper; someone he found himself wanting to be near, trusting her to be near him without needing to know if she would attack him or not.

Running to the area would reveal what was not a battle at all, not even a hint of one. Instead it was a man strapped with explosives, warding off Rune Knights with the threat of blowing up himself and a building full of hostages if they came towards him.

The capital seemed awfully dull right now, why the two of them were even hear was a mystery to Sharp, these people were far too comfortable to believe in the truth that he preached, they would rather sit in their ivory towers than practice full on combat, and know the rush of battle. Such invigorating stimulation was the only way Sharp even felt anything, and even then it was so faint one couldn't call it much of a feeling, regardless she was here and witnessing a foolish action, a man was attempting to blow himself up and his boss, what a coward, he should have just killed him if he held such rage towards him, it didn't make sense to try and kill one's self with an enemy, and not just the enemy, such blood wouldn't be as worthy.

"One of them is attempting to destroy himself, foolish, how shall we solve it, or should we get involved in the way of such cowardice at all?"

Sharp stated, her boring inflection making it appear heartless, but for the wrong reason, she simply didn't care about this incident one way or another, and would obey what Chaoris desired to do. Not like he was holding cute animals hostage or anything.

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WC: 209

It was unbelievable! How could one be so cowardly as to end their own life in such a way? No! He would not have this, not at all! Either this man would fight, or he would die to Chaoris. The man, hearing the voice of Sharp ask what they should do, turned to face her so he could respond. ”This cowardice is not permitted! We will end this man and then see to it that all cowards meet the same fate!” Eyes turned to face him as he loudly said the words before beginning his menacing walk towards the man holding the building hostage.

”You! Step back! This is a hostage situation and you entering this area will cause more problems!” A man spoke to him, probably one of those pathetic Rune Knights that he had heard were the 'law keepers' for Fiore. No matter, he was above them and had the final rule here; not them.

”G-get back or I'll blow everythi~” No more words would be spoken as the head of the man suddenly exploded outward; blood flying in all directions as Chaoris willed the blood to expand.

”You who had been cowardly enough to take others out with your weak willed ways, may your soul meet the chaos that is death and be tortured forever! And those that hid from him in fear, or allowed themselves to be captured! Your blood is upon your own hands!” Sword would be drawn as he motioned for Sharp to follow him into the building. There were cowards to take out of this world and he wished for her to partake in the combat.

This group of people, they wished to try and end the violence with just words, foolish, the man would never listen to such, feelings couldn't be reached with just words. They would show him the error of his cowardly ways through righteous battle. Sharp didn't have much to comment on right now besides the whole situation of the man being a coward, and how he tried to solve his problems with threats rather than actions. He should slaughter those who upset him, and not just threaten to kill him. Sharp's celestial blood boiled, even though she didn't really have it, perhaps her blade could teach him the error of his ways, but in this instance, she figured that Chaoris was the one who wished to handle the man and the situation, she was just prepared in case he wished for her assistance. Sharp would follow Chaoris into the building, her sword arm prepared, perhaps one of them in here wasn't a coward and would attempt to engage in combat with the man, at that point they might be able to get something out of this venture besides more mindless slaughter.

The people inside of the building seemed to have mixed reactions to the god's words and actions. Some cowered beneath desks as they pleaded for help and mercy while others realized that they had no choice and either needed to fight or die. Of the eighteen people, that he counted in the room the hostages were being held in. only six of them would charge at Chaoris and Sharp; splitting up into groups of three while holding knives and rudimentary objects broken into weapons. While it was not the best of combatants, at least these six would try to make up for their error in judgement and die an honorable death.

All three would attack him at once. Some would think this unfair, others unreasonable. Chaoris simply viewed it as a their only chance to even land a hit on him. Unfortunately for the three they never did so, all of them finding his sword too much for their weapons to deal with as they were all cleaved into pieces at the torso, or waist for the one that was tall enough to have it happen. From outside yelling could be heard, most likely from a Rune Knight commander. The words 'Move in' and 'stop the murderers' could be heard even as the man turned to Sharp as she did what she had to. ”It seems the military ones have decided to finally fight this day! Slay any that get in your way and you will be blessed this day!”

"It shall be done without hesitation."

She stated, not really doing much so far but following him, then again against most opponents or even in the face of diplomacy, Chaoris did most of the talking, he was the one trying to get people over to his cause and he was the god so clearly it made sense. Now, though, she had to take care of a few who believed themselves strong enough to handle the situation. She didn't hate them, nor pity them, she would just carry out her duty to her god and master in the most effective way possible. As the group of them armed with their weapons, their belief in strength approached the upper location, she looked upon the stairs and simply gave them a look of contempt.

"Drop your weapons all who would wish to live, and you shall be spared to worship in Chaoris's service!"

It seemed that none of those that had been 'hostages' of the coward that were near Chaoris were willing to fight for a chance at being alive in this realm after this day. How unfortunate for them, as Chaoris had better things to do with his time, such as slay the worthy that would be coming in to fight him and his favored servant in moments. Those near him that were still alive would only see a blade coming forth to slay them, those cowering in the back feeling but a moments pain as their life was sucked away from them as blood was removed from the brain in mere seconds of his stare.

”Sharp! We will prove this day that none set upon a God and his servant without mercy! Let us show these beings what honorable combat is like! Show them the glory of the gifts you have been given to fight with while I fight beside you!” After saying this, Chaoris would manipulate the blood of his weapon, the blade of blood going from sword to greatsword instantaneously even as he saw the first images of Rune Knights coming in through the entrance of the building. At least ten were entering now, and who knew how many there would be by the end of this rampage of battle.

Raising their weapons towards Sharp, she heard the invigorated speech of her master, and readied her blade. Their deaths would be quick and without mercy, they were here to try and continue the weakness in this city and this land, and they would be made an example of. They weren't untrained, far from it, the problem was that unlike most mages, or so the stereotype went, Sharp wasn't inept in combat, far from it, she probably outclassed all of them in total experience in a hardened environment. Blades and pole arms buckled underneath her crimson blade, and blood splattered just as petals flew. Their lives were snuffed short in a flurry of skill and potency, without Sharp getting so much as a scratch. Still she criticized herself slightly as it had most likely been to the surprise of her being competent rather than her pure skill. She still had much work to do if she wished to reach Chaoris's level of martial combat.

"More cowards approach to try and claim us."

”They can send more! They can send an army! None can match our strength, our power! Come Sharp! Let us meet them in combat out where they send in troops to die by our hands! Let us slay their leadership and rout these heretics before we make our way to our intended destination!” The words would be said as he charged forward, not one of the Rune Knights charging in having a chance to survive as they died near instantly to the demon possessed blood sword he swung. A roar would leave his lips, full of battle fury, as he used the blood of those fallen as a type of projectile at short range against those he could not turn to clash blades with. Once all these pathetic mortals were slain he would proceed to the church he had heard was carrying a holy water. The water was in no way holy, but once his blood had entered it it would be the most holy of liquids for those it was applied to. They would serve him, all those that willingly used it after knowing it was his blood.

The battle cry was rung and more approached to stop the violence. It would get bad if too many showed up, but that was the way of battle, the unexpected happened, and the expected was merely due to one's skill, skills which were always tempered and tested. The recent bloodshed was surely the reason for all the panic, but if they had been real warriors they would have realized that this was the perfect chance to do battle, die honorably, or come out in victory and improve themselves, cowards all of them. Following CHaoris out, Sharp didn't give a war cry, instead, she merely tuned her blade to the correct level and began the brawl with all of the forces outside. The outcome of the battle was unknown, and filled with chaos and mindless murder, would our uh "heroes" get out in time, or would they be locked away, tune in next time to find out, but they most likely killed everyone and escaped, blood for the blood god.