Just like Sin had presumed before storming through the manor, upon entering the War Room; he saw that Captain Dryden was standing guard within the room. While Sin was hoping that Captain Dryden would be the only member of Khesta's forces that would be present within the room, this wasn't the case which Sin soon found out upon fully entering the room. Examining his surroundings, Sin could see that a dozen other soldiers were present within the War Room; all happened to have their weapons drawn.
The moment that Sin made his way inside, half of the soldiers charged towards him. Immediately, he brought his own blade up to defend himself against those who were wishing him harm. As he waited for his enemies to get closer to him, his Fae deemed that it was time that they joined the battle as well.
Each charged past him to take on one of the soldiers that were charging forward and the moment that they arrived at their chosen foe, battle cries echoed throughout the room. Now that he didn't have to focus on all six at one time, Sin grinned as his chances of winning this skirmish grew. Focusing on the two soldiers that remained, he decided that he was through with waiting for them.
Upon coming to this decision, Sin rushed forward which caused his enemies to pull back which gave Sin an opening to remove one from the battle. Crashing into them like a storm upon a shack wall, Sin sent his blade through the midriff of the foe that was closest to him. While the strike wouldn't immediately end the soldier's life, Sin allowed a gust of pleasure to ripple through him knowing that the being wouldn't survive into the next day.
From the growl that ripped from the remaining enemies throat, Sin knew that the being wasn't thrilled with watching their comrade be attacked and before Sin was able to rip his blade free from the body of the soldier it was stuck in; the second soldier was already swinging their own sword at Sin's head.
Considering that he wished to keep it where it was, Sin deemed that losing his weapon over his head would be worth it. Releasing his hold on the hilt of his blade, Sin flung himself backwards which allowed him to narrowly dodge the razor-sharp blade that was yearning for his life. Due to Sin dodging the blow, the soldier's weapon sliced across the cobbled stone of the manor's floor and as he watched this happen; Sin had the time to form another weapon that would allow him to defend himself once more.
Upon feeling the icy weight drop into his hands, Sin immediately charged forward once more with only one goal in mind; to remove the soldier's own head from their body. Seeing how the soldier was still trying to recover from the shock that smashing into the stone floor caused, Sin knew that the being would soon be meeting whichever God that they worshipped.
Just as Sin had predicted, he had arrived before the soldier was able to recover and while he was vying to remove the soldier's head from their shoulders; he also wished to put a show on about it in hopes that he could convince the remaining six from fighting. Slashing his blade across the legs of the soldier that he was facing, a crimson spray splashed against his flesh as his enemy came crashing down to their knees.
Without hesitation, Sin went on the attack once more. As his blade cut through the air, a silence fell upon the room as they watched with horror as Sin executed one of their fellow comrades. Seconds after he sent his blade moving, it slashed through the soldier's neck which caused the being's head to become free from the tendons and muscles that kept it hostage upon the being's shoulders.
Not sparing another look for the being that he had just killed, Sin turned his attention towards the remaining soldiers that flanked Captain Dryden. During his examination of those that remained within the War Room, Sin could hear movement as his Familiars made their way over to him to stand in a similar fashion as Captain Dryden's soldiers.
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The Summoner's Vendetta (First Draft) (Book Two)
FantasiaAfter the betrayal that had caused Sin to lose all faith in those who stood beside him, he began to pull away from others; spending more and more time alone. What was once a mind full of hope for the future is now one that lays fractured and through...