Eric's eyes gleamed bright red under his hooded cloak as he moved silently through the forest, ears flicking under the hood. He was terse, eyes flicking around constantly, a grim, decidedly focused rage evident on his face. He was scarcely containing his rage, his desire to charge forward and slaughter everything between himself and the completion of the goal. He let a low growl out, forming razored claws around his hands and slashing deeply into a set of trees.
"Damn them! How the hell were those bastards given power! I swear...if they have harmed one hair on Ashnii's head...I will personally tear them limb from limb."
He swore darkly. Sima Shi nodded, flicking his sword, the blade springing lightly as he tapped it.
"Agreed. Such...despots have no right to lead people, much less throw those not even under their rule into jail."
He said tersely. Sima Zhao, on the other hand, spun his sword around his hand, smiling languidly.
"Relax, you two. It's no big deal. Those two seem tough, and I'm sure that father'll have the town under new leadership in no time."
He said, grinning...
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In the palace dungeon, one of the hooded figures walked over to Ashnii's cell, then idly grabbed the guard by the head, relieving him of his keys before tightening it's grip until the guard's head popped, blood and brains splattering across the ground. With a cruel chuckle, it kicked the body aside, then used the keys to unlock the door to Ashnii's cell.
"Mmm...It's been some time since there was a female in here... Oh, I will enjoy this..."
It said, taking a menacing step towards Ashnii as it closed the door behind itself...