| Vadriel ignored the electrical energy that slammed into his back and dispersed throughout his wings. Hell's electrical storms were much worse than this feeble magick.
He turned slowly to the mortal not struck by Skandos's power, the one with the bloodied nose. He walked forward, knocking the spear weapon aside as the mortal tried to stave him off with it. He thrust out his hand and placed his palm against the forehead of the man, and flashfroze his skull before shattering it into an indeterminate number of tiny shards with his vicelike grip.
He turned to the one blinded by Skandos, the man's eyes burnt out masses of charred gore.
"And for you, the darkness which would forever accompany you in your new blindness, should you have lived."
Vadriel beckoned, and the man's own shadow on the ground reached down and grabbed the man's ankles, immobilizing him. Tendrils of black darkness reached up and wound tightly around the struggling man. Vadriel walked forward and caressed the man's cheek.
"How feeble, the Almighty's children...how He could love you so is beyond me."
The man was hauled into the floor by the shadows, leaving no trace of where he once stood. Vadriel smiled, knowing the torments that would await the pathetic man in the Plane of Darkness, what horrors the denizens would do to him...a fitting end for ANY of the sad, useless race of mortals so favored by his former Lord.
He turned back to the others in the room. To Sonix, he simply glared. He'd soon know the reach of his power. To the other one, who had broken the guard's nose, he smirked. While obviously just another human, at least this one attempted a personality. And however crude, it fought. Perhaps there may be a place on his staff for this little beast, as well. Maybe. |