[POV Third Person]
"Boss, why'd you let that lazy bastard join the escort? I don't see anything special about him" a young man said towards, Daniel, as looked at the flat bed open carriage that, Atlas, was sleeping on.
"I'll give you one important lesson kid, one that you should never forget, all your life keep this lesson in your head, got it!?" when Daniel saw the young 'kid' nod his head he went on explaining. "The reason is simply and something you should already know, it his Aura."
"I don't understand boss, I know what Aura means but, I couldn't even feel a thing from him......"
"You're right, not a single thing, not a speck of bloodlust, no killing intent, absolutey nothing. Now that could mean one of two things, one he's an expert that can easily hide his Aura, or two""He's incredibly weak?""Yes, however how would someone who is so weak he doesn't have an aura survive in the Dark Lands, much less out on the outskirts of the Dark Lands?"
"So you're taking a gamble boss, on someone who could very well be the weakest person in the world, just because he might - MIGHT - be an expert?""Yes.... Yes I am, and you know why? Its because not a single bandit has even been seen yet, now when was the last time bandits had stayed away from a merchant caravan?""That fat bastard Merchant isn't going to be happy you just took someone along just incase...""We'll be fine.. Go on and make yourself useful and wake up Atlas, I'm going to the front too make sure everyone is on alert when we enter Dead Man's Path, you goto the back and do the same, we'll meet in the middle."
[4 Hours Later]
[POV - Atlas]
As I teleport around the fight too the new vict - I mean bandits, I slightly chuckle to myself that I was casually killing Mortal's without a care, the last time I saw Lucifer doing it I had him grounded for about 20 years by placing him in another dimension... in hindsight it wasn't the best of my idea's to place a Fiend in a prison for Immortals..... placing my attention back to the fight and rip out the heart of the bandit in front of me.
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As I look to the still beating heart in my hand I slightly remember why I started to act so violently, unlike one would expect Gods and Fiends didn't see each as "I MUST KILL YOU AS YOU'RE EVIL!" and all that shit, when a new God or Fiend comes in existence they'll get inborn knowledge part of that knowledge is that Evil and Good are merely concepts, not actually one of the True Laws, of course that didn't mean we see everything as yea that fine, go ahead and kill off an entire race, even we had things that we saw as unforgivable and these poor bandits merely found two of the things that I hate, one being enslavement of another being and two rape - stupid bandits actually said they'd enslave everyone and rape the women and some men... - dropping the heart I continue on my killing spree when i finally notice it, the bandits have started to flee but I've been killing them as they ran.
As I came out of my rage I started to count the bandits that are still alive and flee well taking notice of the deaths.
-Bandits Dead - 347
-Bandits Fleeing - 159
-Merchant Group Dead - 13
-Merchant Group Alive - 231
"Huh, I did alot damage in my rage..... oh well better get rid of the rest of these idiots" Looking at the mortal run away in fear I let out a small cold smile and raise arm with an open hand looking like it was covering all of them from where I stood I started to clench my fist slowly well letting out a soft voice "Gravity - Crushing Force"
15 seconds later all I saw was a giant red puddle and the pale faces of the Merchant Group. "Daniel, I'm going back to sleep!"