KILL, MAIM, BURN!!
Tags- | @Indrid L'lerim | R Reyn Australis | Loreena Arenais-Valhoun | Kreslin Westwind | @Ivixa Nera'as |
Equipment- Sword, Assault Canon, Heavy Slug Thrower Pistol, jetpack, assortment of grenades
Laughing darkly at Ingrid's words, Zachariel responded.
"Don't worry, I'll just destroy them in full. The shipyard will just be smoking by the end of it all, not just floating wreckage."
And then he turned to face Kreslin once more. Swinging his sword experimentally, Zachariel chuckled at what Kreslin said. It was a chuckle of mirth and thinly veiled contempt, all directed towards Kreslin.
"Oh poor, little adiik. You think you can hurt me, ah hahaha, especially with such small knives." Taking a taunting step forward, Zachariel kept his sword by his side, not making any motion to defend himself from Kreslin. "No little Mando, that was my offer for you to run once again, to flee before my power and hope to live another day. Now though, now you've simply forfeited the right of existence."
Standing still against whatever attacks Kreslin would level against him, Zachariel would speak once more after a few moments, voice still contemptuous, but uncaring, conversational.
"I suppose your flesh shall make a nice cape, and your skull a trophy to hang on my waist."
And then Zachariel moved. From a stand still to a blur of motion, Zachariel attacked in an instant. His sword flashed forward towards Kreslin, aiming towards his stomach. In the next instant, Zachariel was taking a step forward to punch his fist forward, intent on ramming it through Kreslins upper body/head.