Breadman
Big loaf supreme
"Hold it!" Henderson spoke to the group. "That smell...Oh....I get it now." He paced quicker than the rest, eventually overtaking Senya at the head of the group. His face contorting from a snarl to a smile as his mind raced at the possibilities of the realization. He even neglected to take off his coat.
High above, Takato could make out the possible culprits. A side entrance had a group of demons slowly walking outside and inside. They were...shambling. Some of them were empty handed, but others carried with them boxes. Upon closer inspection Takato would see that the boxes contained jars of some sort. The contents were a mystery only he could guess at, while others carried what looked like bones and severed limbs. The laborers didn't seem that lively either. Besides their slow pace, their faces were blank, some drooling. One was missing his lower jaw, another had his eye hanging from it's socket. The realization of their true nature came when the collective smell would hit him as he flew just a little too close. It was the smell of death and decay. These demons were long dead and their remains now served a new master.
Back inside the cavern Henderson kept going, not even looking if the others were following. The darkness gave way to another light source eventually. Deep inside candles and lanterns formed a path he would follow. As if guided by them. He slowed his pace he began to hear chanting deeper in the cavern. The smell of his prey now mixed by that of rotten flesh. His smile now a full grin as he got near.
"My better half has been practicing has he?" Henderson gloated "Very impressive thing that with the field gun. But you could have just come outright and we could have been done days ago. Now me and the poor sods I came with have to figure out what to do after we're done with you." The brute walked into a more spacious part of the cavern. The trail of light eventually leading him here. Right where he wanted him to be. More corpses littered the area. Some intact, some missing pieces of them. Some looked gnawed on. The middle had several pools of blood coagulating with a skull placed in them. "Did I interrupt something?" He said as he got closer to the middle.
"No, beast." A figure stepped from out of the shadows from the other side of the cavern. "This was prepared for you." Despite the coat, wig and beaked mask, Henderson could recognize who this was. "As for your 'friends'." The demon raised his hand in a horned fashion pointing towards several of the corpses. A sickly green smoke began to escape from their open mouth, eye sockets and wounds. It formed itself into a cloud that smelled of rot as it lingered near the entrance of the cavern. "The miasma wont stop them, I don't think I would be that lucky. But its toxicity should slow them down enough."
"Little Eddie has finally come out to play then." Henderson mocked "So the shadow version of me is a runt who thinks he's a expert necromancer? I'm a little disappointed to tell you the truth."
"Oh, that one?" The shadow demon tilted it's head slightly and placed finger under it's beak "Oh no, he died long ago. I met him when he came down here once he passed through and I had my fill." The creature then motioned with it's hand and another figure stepped out the shadows, one much bigger and more familiar to Henderson. The other demon began to snicker with glee "I gave in to my vanity and learned an illusion spell just so I could do that. You understand."
"Oh I know you, you vain little pervert!" Henderson stepped closer "So I guess I'll have this big one to fight instead. So what's my shadow version then? A mouthbreather?"
"Me...kill...you..."
"It was a jest." Henderson replied to his shadow version in a dry tone "Adona's balls, you simple minded creature, putting you out of my misery would do the Abyss a fucking service." He moved his head in order to get his neck to pop "Come on then, I expect you want to take a piece of me." he then pointed towards the other demon "You, I will take care off too. Don't worry."
"I'm not worried." The demon pulled back it's robe to reveal it was holding something in it's left hand. "You're still a man of science and knowledge, so tell me, do you know what this is?" He showed the object in his hand.
"A doll?" Henderson narrowed his eyes and smelled the air " Smells of blood. You are one creepy wanker, you know that?"
"Dipped in blood." The demon tilted his head towards the shadow version of Henderson "His blood to be precise. Tell me. On the way here, did you experience any mild prickling feeling?"
"Do you plan to make sense anytime soon or am I going to have to AAAAAAAARRRRHHHGGGG!" He screamed as something stabbed at him directly in the spine. Henderson looked towards the shadow demon and saw that he had stabbed the doll
"Did you know that voodoo magic is practically a cousin of blood magic? And that a perfect physical duplicate's blood can still be used as replacement? That was my hypothesis at last." The demon chuckled "It appears I was right." The other shadow version began to growl in pain "Ah, I'm sorry about that. After this you'll get a double helping." It's attention was turned towards Henderson again "Truth is, as much as I want to see you taken down. I also want to have some fun." Another stab "You damned Edward and me to a century in the Abyss!" And again "You robbed me of what is rightfully mine!" One more stab that managed to bring Henderson down to one knee "I SHOULD HAVE BEEN A LICH BY NOW YOU ROTTEN BASTARD!"
"Bollocks to you then..." Henderson spat out and smiled before he felt another stab
High above, Takato could make out the possible culprits. A side entrance had a group of demons slowly walking outside and inside. They were...shambling. Some of them were empty handed, but others carried with them boxes. Upon closer inspection Takato would see that the boxes contained jars of some sort. The contents were a mystery only he could guess at, while others carried what looked like bones and severed limbs. The laborers didn't seem that lively either. Besides their slow pace, their faces were blank, some drooling. One was missing his lower jaw, another had his eye hanging from it's socket. The realization of their true nature came when the collective smell would hit him as he flew just a little too close. It was the smell of death and decay. These demons were long dead and their remains now served a new master.
Back inside the cavern Henderson kept going, not even looking if the others were following. The darkness gave way to another light source eventually. Deep inside candles and lanterns formed a path he would follow. As if guided by them. He slowed his pace he began to hear chanting deeper in the cavern. The smell of his prey now mixed by that of rotten flesh. His smile now a full grin as he got near.
"My better half has been practicing has he?" Henderson gloated "Very impressive thing that with the field gun. But you could have just come outright and we could have been done days ago. Now me and the poor sods I came with have to figure out what to do after we're done with you." The brute walked into a more spacious part of the cavern. The trail of light eventually leading him here. Right where he wanted him to be. More corpses littered the area. Some intact, some missing pieces of them. Some looked gnawed on. The middle had several pools of blood coagulating with a skull placed in them. "Did I interrupt something?" He said as he got closer to the middle.
"No, beast." A figure stepped from out of the shadows from the other side of the cavern. "This was prepared for you." Despite the coat, wig and beaked mask, Henderson could recognize who this was. "As for your 'friends'." The demon raised his hand in a horned fashion pointing towards several of the corpses. A sickly green smoke began to escape from their open mouth, eye sockets and wounds. It formed itself into a cloud that smelled of rot as it lingered near the entrance of the cavern. "The miasma wont stop them, I don't think I would be that lucky. But its toxicity should slow them down enough."
"Little Eddie has finally come out to play then." Henderson mocked "So the shadow version of me is a runt who thinks he's a expert necromancer? I'm a little disappointed to tell you the truth."
"Oh, that one?" The shadow demon tilted it's head slightly and placed finger under it's beak "Oh no, he died long ago. I met him when he came down here once he passed through and I had my fill." The creature then motioned with it's hand and another figure stepped out the shadows, one much bigger and more familiar to Henderson. The other demon began to snicker with glee "I gave in to my vanity and learned an illusion spell just so I could do that. You understand."
"Oh I know you, you vain little pervert!" Henderson stepped closer "So I guess I'll have this big one to fight instead. So what's my shadow version then? A mouthbreather?"
"Me...kill...you..."
"It was a jest." Henderson replied to his shadow version in a dry tone "Adona's balls, you simple minded creature, putting you out of my misery would do the Abyss a fucking service." He moved his head in order to get his neck to pop "Come on then, I expect you want to take a piece of me." he then pointed towards the other demon "You, I will take care off too. Don't worry."
"I'm not worried." The demon pulled back it's robe to reveal it was holding something in it's left hand. "You're still a man of science and knowledge, so tell me, do you know what this is?" He showed the object in his hand.
"A doll?" Henderson narrowed his eyes and smelled the air " Smells of blood. You are one creepy wanker, you know that?"
"Dipped in blood." The demon tilted his head towards the shadow version of Henderson "His blood to be precise. Tell me. On the way here, did you experience any mild prickling feeling?"
"Do you plan to make sense anytime soon or am I going to have to AAAAAAAARRRRHHHGGGG!" He screamed as something stabbed at him directly in the spine. Henderson looked towards the shadow demon and saw that he had stabbed the doll
"Did you know that voodoo magic is practically a cousin of blood magic? And that a perfect physical duplicate's blood can still be used as replacement? That was my hypothesis at last." The demon chuckled "It appears I was right." The other shadow version began to growl in pain "Ah, I'm sorry about that. After this you'll get a double helping." It's attention was turned towards Henderson again "Truth is, as much as I want to see you taken down. I also want to have some fun." Another stab "You damned Edward and me to a century in the Abyss!" And again "You robbed me of what is rightfully mine!" One more stab that managed to bring Henderson down to one knee "I SHOULD HAVE BEEN A LICH BY NOW YOU ROTTEN BASTARD!"
"Bollocks to you then..." Henderson spat out and smiled before he felt another stab
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