As far Cole was concerned, coming into his house and threatening him was a bad idea, he was no pushover and this corpse woman knew it. Her eyes widened again as she took a few steps backwards, desperate to put a little bit of space between herself and Cole. There was something in his eyes that scared her, and even more so was the fearlessness. Cole did not give a shit about her master and as it stands he would be more than willing to take of her head just to make a statement of his own.
"My apologies Master Cole, I might have overstepped in my enthusiasm. But never the less my offer remains the same, we will leave without causing any more damage. But you will cease your expansion and above all else you will hand over a portion of the lands that you have gained to my master as a symbol of your loyalty, anything less will bring disaster upon you and your people, and that's not a threat sir, it's very much a premonition of things to come."
Cole did not say anything, it was obvious that he was stumped about what to do. These people had come over here and made a scene and they had made a statement and shown a point. Cole did not want to be the one on the back foot, but he was a leader, and one of the mottos of his family, before it all went to shit was that 'Wisdom Is Profitable To Direct.' It was a passage from the bible but basically it meant that he had to use his head first and foremost.
If it was just him then there would be no problem, Cole could give a rat ass to the rest of the aspirants in the Glade. But his territory that already moles, was what bothered him the most. The people there had thrown in their lot with him, they had chosen that following and supporting him in his ambitions was the best way to survival and growth, for no reason whatsoever Cole did not want to let down their expectations of him. He was their leader now, it meant he was responsible for them and there was no two ways about it, he would keep his promises.
"Fine then, you can leave with you people, every last single one of them. If I so much as find a single person, or a single darkling nesting or hiding Within my territory. Then I'll send a greeting to your master too, in fact you can almost guarantee that I would be doing so in the near future. I'll pay back what he has done here in kind then I'd specially rip half your rotting intestines out your living corpse then hang you with it…..also release the souls in that fucking blood orb of yours, they do not belong to you, and you will not be leaving with them." Cole said to her as he moved past her to head in Cassandra's direction. Diplomacy was an interesting skill every leader must have, but then again it didn't always make things go your way.
"How did you know there are souls in the orb?" the messenger of a Cole's new and. Soon to be very dead enemy asked him. But Cole was done answering questions as he turned to her and said.
"Now how the fuck is that any of your business. Get the fuck out of my house and leave the souls…ALL OF THEM!" Cole's voice took on a demonic baritone at the end, enough to let the messenger of the northern Glade know that he meant business. The woman nodded her head as she bowed and the blood orb seemed to collapse. Wisps of souls, all of them a variety of colors flashed into the air, some of them went into the pillars, others up into the sky, probably moving on to the next reincarnation of something of the sort.
"The Perception Stat, and now The Soul Stat. Two very rare stats, and even more so for the soul stat. Only 1 in a hundred billion have it. You get more interesting by the second Master Cole, alas I doubt you will give us the chance to study you, not without subjugation of you and everything you have built. But don't worry, such a day will come, and I will have a lot of fun and learning experience watching the master cut into you to know why you are wired differently from others." With that said she did not wait for a reply from Cole as a red spell circle appeared under her feet and the feet of the darklings. They all vanished a few seconds later, leaving behind a red pillar of light that fade a few seconds, leaving Cole with a burnt patch of grass and an annoyed look on his face…..no matter what, they're going to pay for what the have done to his Glade.
"Are we just going to let them go like that? Look what they did." Razor said as he glared at the circle that they left behind. Cole shrugged, his eyes misty as it seemed his thoughts were far away now as Cassandra held Razor in a hug, the look of fear on her face turning into one of relief, she had found out halfway through her fight with them that should they be killed, then death was permanent and her son was right there with her…..it left her very bothered.
"We're not letting them go, fighting in our own backyard would be foolishness, and beyond that this is not a problem I can tackle by myself. Their average level of strength and coordination is something that we can't match up to right now. I'm not ready to put my territory in danger because of a small bruise to my ego, however things would have to change and we would have to deliver payback. Let's go fortify the territory, but no matter what, every Raen Aspirant will be going to the 5th floor once it opens or the fourth for those who have not been there yet.
The denizens can't travel across floors unless they're being brought back here. So the denizens would look after the territory while the Aspirants will go train. As soon as we're done with the 5th floor, we're coming back here and killing every single last one of them. But for now, I think its time Glade Solitude return back to it's original owner, and also...Crucify that fucking traitor!"
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