| Torque saw the last remaining attackers and then went to work, he drew the sword Deathscream, the black flame pattern already hungering for blood. He charged at the first man, leaping into the air and then slashing downwards, nearly cleaving him in two. He turned around to the second man, gathered some energy and steadied his breathing. He concentrated in the power within himself, the need to do justice to these misguided people and as the darkness of night settled in, Torque vanished from sight. It seemed that he faded from existence. Maniacle laughter echoed through the night sky and suddenly the second man was screaming in pain and he suddenly fell to pieces. The third man was trembling in fear, wondering what was happening. Torque reappeared nearby, gasping for air and he saw his chance. He charged at Torque, managing to stick his knife in Torque's side. With a cry of pain, Torque turned around and lopped the man's head off then collapsed.
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