“Stand back!” I shouted to the priests. While pressing my obsidian talons against the archbishops neck. He squirmed slightly as the sharp edge pinpricked his neck causing a bead of blood to roll down his neck. I gestured towards the heavily fortified wall of the treasury. “Line up against the wall!” They scuttled away hurriedly in fear murmuring to themselves. I extended my other hand, Dark tendrils sprouted from the center of my palm and sucked up all the chests overflowing with gold ingots, precious metals and jewels in all the colours of the rainbows. The Gods had basically destined me to be a thief by giving me the unique skill Greed.
The ground began rumbling softly beneath my feet and before I knew it the left wall of the treasury were the the priests had lined up was smashed apart. The cries of the priests were drowned out by the crumbling wall falling onto them. Dust law heavy in the air.
“Valpyr, I will slay you!” screamed a voice. I caught a glimpse of a navy blue cape and a glowing sword. There was no doubt about it; it was the hero.I sighed. This just makes my life so much harder.
“How dare you rob the church and steal the money from the innocent people of Sodiońes.” I will bring you done once and for all. “ He locked eyes with me before dashing towards me.
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His sword whistled through the air swinging right at me. I sidestepped. His sword missed me by a hair's breadth. “Hey mighty hero” I spat “ You almost killed your archbishop.”
I hope even you aren’t naive enough to think that the money actually goes to bettering the lives of the people as a gift to the gods. All it goes to is building a shiny new ocean-view house. The money is better off in my hands. My words fell on deaf ears.
The hero paused, I could sense his magical energy increasing. I glanced behind me. His soldiers were on my back. “I don’t think that's a good idea.” I said “If you do that here you’ll hit your own men.”
The hero charged forwards. I let go of the archbishop. And took ït head on. Even though he was a joke and about as intelligent as a cave troll. His power was the real deal. I shot backwards. His guards didn’t see what hit them. THere body liquified upon contact with my back. My and the hero were shot through the fortified wall through six floors of the cathedral and into the town. We ricocheted across the town square off of fruit and meat stands. Smashing Stalls and destroying merchandise. Smashing into buildings leaving human sized holes on the surfaces.
“Hey hero! Now is the time to cut it out.” I couldn’t help but feel bad now. How could he say he’s the hero and cause such violent acts. Dark Demon Magic. Demonic Fist. My fist smashed against his face. HIs face crunched. I could feel his nose and teeth break.
The force of the punch sent us shooting straight down into the cobbled pavement.
The hero got to his feet looking frantically around him. The ruined buildings and stalls. The screaming people and fearstruck animals. Tears streamed down his face. How dare you cause this He wept. I will rid this world of your evil once and for all. I dusted myself off. “This is why I can’t stand heroes.” I snap my fingers, transforming my appearance into a commoner. I disappeared into the chaos.