The Ferryman stabs towards Minos's chest, a flurry of movement to fast for the naked eye to see.
Minos slaps away some of the thrusts, but quickly backs away. He knew of the Ferryman and his purpose within, which the question of what he's doing with a priest.
"Halt your advance! CRUSH!"
Minos slams the ground and creates a shockwave. Ferryman is blown away and lands infront of the priest in a loud crash.
Looking down on the spectre and back to Minos, the priest begins his own assault. More knives fly past Minos, the Priest charges forward with the boatman close behind.
"Ferryman, what makes you aid this mortal child. Your order doesn't concern his service."
no response.
The priest cuts in a tries to cut Minos, and quickly shoved away.
He throws a high kick, followed by another volley of knives. The Ferryman follows, throwing thunder and rapid thrusts of his spear.
Minos counters, grabbing the priest by the robe, dodging the thunder. He grabs the spear mid thrusts with his open hand, pulling him forward and headbutts the skeleton.
The priest still dangling from Minos's hand tries stabbing his arm, but is interrupted.
Minos grab his stabbing arm and begins shaking him rapidly.
The movement begins to overwhelm the Priest's senses and make him feel sick.
The Ferryman sweeps Minos by the feet, and drops both Minos and Priest to the ground.
While on the ground, Minos slams down.
"CRUSH"
All parties go flying across the chapel.
Landing on all fours, Minos charges towards the Ferryman.
"Prepare Thyself!"
Spear meets fist, clashing forces send shockwaves and smash windows.
A flurry of blows quickly blocked by the spear, and is countered by Electricity on contact.
Channeling through the spear like a lightning rod.
Behind Minos, Priest stabbs Minos in the back, not deep, but enough to annoy the spirit.
He tries to backhand, but is dodged and met a liver punch, whatever that meant to a spirit.
The priest reels again with his knife. Minos began to become angered and started to try.
A knife jab to the stomach, spear aimed at the femur, Minos quickly covers his vitals, and slams the ferryman with his shoulder.
Grabbing the Priest's arm, Minos makes another attempt to state his case.
"HEED MY WORD, CHILD. I bring you no ill matter, I am simply inquiring about a friend."
"As if id believe one of our brethren would ever befriend a foul spirit who refuses the embrace of our god."
"As if god wished to embrace me in the first place."
Clear to Minos he wasn't gonna make progress untill he thoroughly disciplines and restrains him.
A force palm to the chest sends the priest flying through rows of wooden bleachers.
Returning his attention to the ferryman, he narrowly dodges the lightning being channeled through the boatman's spear.
"Make no mistake ferryman, we're kindred in the fact we don't belong here. However, that will not grant you my mercy."
A flurry of blows thrusts towards Minos's head. which is easily evaded and is met with a hard serpent blast to the chest.
The Ferryman holds on to what ground he can, but Minos doesnt let up. From a tackle into a hard grab around the body. Minos ties his arms around the Ferryman's ribs.
"CRUSH"
Reeling over the shoulders at high velocity, Minos suplexs the spectre and shatters the tile flooring.
A cloud of dust enshrouds the scene. The priest still reeling from his crash, slowly looks up at the cloud.
Dashing through at high speed, Minos blitzes him.
"Prepare thyself!"
An uppercut throttles the priest's head, a gut punch reels his body back, and lifts him off the ground.
Taking advantage of the priest's new elevation, Minos grab him by a leg and starts to shatter the ground with his new hammer, many times.
The ground shakes nearby, people start to fear of an earthquake, and city lights begin to flicker.
Holding him up by the ankle, Minos observes his bloodied mallet.
"I pray you're willing to listen now. I don't like unruly children. I prefer Order."
Pained gasps come from the mans mouth, he whispers to Minos.
"Heresy..."
Minos drops him.
"Delusion, never was one for faith, made men mad in their beliefs."
Looking up from the wreck, sadness had begun to leak from him. He had meant to discipline, not abuse. What was done was done, but he knew he couldn't leave him like that.
Reaching down, he holds his hand spread across the priest's shoulder.
"Broken ribs, a lung may have collapsed."
he looks at the man's cloaked head.
"Most likely smashed facial features."
He looks at the destruction surrounding him.
"No better then hell."
he exhailes.
blue light began to hover around his hands. Minos could feel his power began to swell at his finger tips.
He was held with the flesh prison to early for him understand his power, and killed to soon to fix his many mistakes.
Aura seaped into the priest's body, bruised flesh paled, broken bones began to mend, and pained gasps for air began to lighten.
Soon the man on the ground regained consciousness. His mind trying to regain its control. He stared straight up and on to Minos. He didn't say anything, he was to shocked to try. None of his former hatred was there, just awe in his renewed strength.
Minos held his shoulder, talking to him gently.
"Might I ask once again, where might have my dear friend have gone."
the priest stared.
"His name is Andrew, we were split off at the library. I mean no harm, I simply wish to regroup with my dear friend."
He stared still, but his lips started to move. slowly he speaked.
"S-ss sewers, an official dictorum was sent out, a search party was sent out for some adventurers who went missing."
he started to situp, hands slipping on the floor rushing to stand him up. His eyes darted from Minos for a mere moment.
When he looked back, the figure was gone.
