Heir of Treachery

Prophecy Fulfilled

Im back from West Virginia. Had a great time.
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No POV
Gates of Troy

Two men stood outside the mighty walls of Troy. One had come to challenge Hector, the other came to crack the walls of Troy with one strike.

Aqua eyes watched the wall, looking for any potential threats during this duel. A neutral look remained in his eyes as he saw many figures atop the wall to watch the duel. He was too late to save Patroclus, but he could still save Achilles.

Said man was standing next to Idris, his eyes looking for Hector. Anger was the only thing anyone could see in them.

Idris retreated to his mind as he heard the gates of Troy open slightly. He knew the outcome of this battle, so he might as well prepare himself.

He didn't need to watch the battle that unfolded in front of him to know what happened. Hector dead on the ground with Achilles dragging his body around with a chariot. He only sighed as Achilles calmed down and stopped, only after nearly an hour though.

"Achilles," he called out to him, "Go back to camp. Try to calm down more. I still have something to do."

Achilles just gave Idris a look before untying Hector's body from his chariot and leaving. Now it was just Idris and all the Trojans on the wall.

Idris smirked to himself as he summoned a bow. He looked at it before nodding to himself. It was the same bow that Archer used against him, Caster, and Tamamo.

Red lightning covered his right arm as he summoned Clarent. He looked at it before he used his magecraft to turn the sword into an arrow. It's energy became unstable as he took aim at the mighty walls.

"What is he doing?" Asked a Trojan

"Is he trying to hit one of us?"

"I have a bad feeling about this.."

The Trojans conversed among themselves as Idris calmly put almost his entire mana reserves into the blade. They all stared in amazement as red lightning arced itself around him.

"I am the one who killed my father," Idris chanted to himself, "This strike will be the instrument of my will."

Cyan lines coved his body, "I will shoot you down. No beast or man can stop this arrow."

His hair gained more splotches of red, "This is my last act," he spoke loud enough for the Trojans to hear him, "Fall! Be reduced to ruble!"

He let go of the arrow. The red lightning trailing the arrow as it flew through the air in a red blur. The Trojans could only watch as the arrow made contact with the center of the wall. The next thing anyone else knew there was a massive explosion that blinded everyone there.

"Torrwr gwarchae!" Idris shouted at the top of his lungs. He could see the ruble fall from the sky as his vision came back to him. He knew that it worked.

The Trojans were terrified by what laid before them. There wall had been broke- no. Not broken. Shattered. Obliterated. They look towards the man who did it. He was still where he stood, not a single movement came from him as a spear seemingly appeared from nowhere in his hands.

"Who wishes to face me!?" Idris yelled at them, moving closer as if mocking them.

He didn't see any of them move, but he kept his eyes on Paris as he stopped and stared at him. A frown made itself present on his face as he raised his spear and pointed it at the man.

"You," Idris spoke loudly, "I challenge you to a duel. The winner gets to see another day, the loser gets to see dirt."

Paris didn't react as he stared at the monster in front of him. Even if he was located on top of the wall he could still tell that Idris would still find a way to kill him. It was like being pressed against a wall with nowhere to go. Like a predator stalking it's prey. It terrified him. How could a man resemble a beast with just a few actions?