-=Rivertown=-
"The only thing I could find the mind, will, and wish to do at that point was to smirk. Draven keeps following my directions like a marionette.
-"Tear my Sovereignty to shreds? How paradoxically cold of you, Draven. I've worked so long to build it... Then again, the thought of you taking on my entire armies alone is quite hilarious. Unfortunately for you, however, my patience has worn thin, and I do not feel like laughing."
Most of the zombies, if not all of them, were burnt to crisp. One of my Augments - the legless one - was too slow to dodge the blast, too. Oh, well. Seeing their cover completely blown, the remaining six Augments skittered with incredible speed, surprising even myself, to Draven. Within the blink of an eye, six clawed fingers soared up into the air around Draven.
Although I did not want to admit it, not to Draven, not to myself, this is my last measure of desperation. If this doesn't work, then only one thing will. But for the moment, this is my last resort.
Six ripping noises later, Draven was surrounded completely by a black orb, which was actually a series of portals put closely together. I lowered myself back down on the ground, and approached the sphere of blackness. If this fails, he might as well burn me down, too.
-"Say, Draven," I said, chuckling. "Must be a pretty sight in there, eh? Probably making you a little queasy at the stomach right about now."
Then again, who wouldn't fell queasy with six portals opened inside of him? What Draven was witnessing at the moment were projections - no, not projections - what Draven was seeing were his own organs, beating, throbbing and pulsing inside his body, visible through the exit portals all around him.
-"Come on," I said, but almost without me noticing, my voice filled with victorious rage. "Come ON, DRAVEN! DO IT! USE YOUR CUTE LITTLE FIRE BLAST NOW AND BURN YOURSELF FROM INSIDE!!!
"Then again, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe you burnt yourself so much already that your own organs have become living chunks of asbestos. Regardless, I'm sure even you can see my Augments' fingers at the ready to claw your heart from your body and feed it to your dead corpse. Trust me - they don't look it, but they can move faster than you can blink. If you as much as think suspicious thoughts, they will turn your body into an empty husk worth only of standing as a stuffed trophy in my throne room. So," I changed my tone to that of soothing false sincerity. "Why don't you cooperate?"
Taking a momentary break from Draven, I turned to that winged fellow who was now shouting something at me.
Wait....
I know this clown. He's a High General from the Gaian Federation, Duilin!
-"I see two problems with your request, Federation lackey," I shouted back. "One: you'd have to be abnormally thick not to understand that I'm going nowhere until I subdue this ........ how you say? This cretin, so don't even bother asking! And second, what do you mean: your little village? My dear errand-boy, this land has been mine since a year ago. Who are you to tell me to get off my own land? In fact, if I were you, I'd leave right about now. The clean-up crews are going to be arriving here in... about ten minutes. So unless you don't understand the concept of a "clean-up crew", I would like yourself removed from my property as fast as your legs can take you. And if this village doesn't give you peace of mind, you have my word that no harm will come to it!"
Who am I to destroy valuable real estate?"
