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Book 2 Chapter 25
The strange sound Christopher had previously heard, just so happened to be the rustling of clothes... Cassandra's clothes... Falling to the floor.
"Ah Um.. Ahaha." He began chuckling to himself nervously. It definitely wasn't him being afraid of Cassandra, despite the look of a starved creature ready to feast in her eyes. He was just beginning to wonder if he would have time to thoroughly satisfy said starved beast. "Soo.. This is a pleasant surprise, but I really did need to speak with you."
"You're wearing too much clothes for this conversation." Cassandra sauntered over in a seductive manner.
Twitch.
Christopher could feel things 'Rising' to attention. While he did realize the possible importance of the meeting he was supposed to attend as Havoc... Well at least he recognized the importance of not disappointing his sister he hadn't seen in many years.. He truly didn't give a damn about the meeting. And his body was beginning to scream pleas
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After Christopher donned the armor and mask of Havoc, John and himself stepped through the gate and made their way to meet Andrea. She would then lead them to the location of the meeting. Although through Andrea, Aldous proclaimed he had no wish to wage a war with Havoc and the remnants of The Black Guard. Christopher had no way of knowing if this was true or not. So for all he knew this very much could be a trap set by the Emperor himself."Hello Lord Havoc. It's a great honor to meet you in person.""The pleasure is all mine. I've heard many good things about you from Christopher over the years." Christopher gave her a light bow in acknowledgement. His voice that of the soft spoken Havoc.A smile crossed Andrea's face at the mention of her brother. "Thank you sir, if you would please follow me.""Certainly."Christopher and John followed Andrea for some time on the road and eventually she found a marker and b
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Anthony pulled his sword from it's sheathe assuming a battle stance. His spirit was absolutely dripping with so much blood lust it was radiating from him it was damn close to visible to the human eye wrapping around him like a translucent armor. His eyes burning up with rage. Christopher drew Hate and Retribution preparing for the fight to come He couldn't tell how strong Anthony would be, but one thing was for certain by his stance, at the very least he was a talented swordsman. Though unless the old man had gone mad with grief, even with men surrounding Havoc, he wouldn't be standing in front of him alone unless he was confident in his odds to live long enough to put some distance or even try to kill Havoc.Christopher wasn't so much concerned on the how he knew who killed Braum, but more the how he pieced it together, and who else knows? Does Andrea know? Or worse Aldous or Robert?'"How did I put it together? I had you followed and after witnessing your fight
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When Anthony growled Aldous's name it was absolutely dripping with venom, as if it just being on the tip of his tongue filled his mouth with acid bile. "My son died fighting for the Empire. What for? Why did we have to invade!? I asked Aldous this question, do you know what his answer was? For the glory of the Empire! To ensure his name went down in the histories of the Empire! For that reason alone my son died! I would have fully been accepting of that answer if it was my life being claimed, but not my child's!" Anthony grit his teeth giving his best efforts to hold back the tears as he remembered his son. "But no that wasn't enough. Aldous desired peace with that tiny kingdom of Tybar. But to him their country wasn't worthy enough to marry any of his children for the sake of peace. So as my daughter's god father he requested I allow her to marry their prince. When I voiced my objections, he ordered it... Not much could be done is what everyone said.... I should have fought i
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Christopher didn't bother waiting for a start signal, or for Anthony to say anything else. Everything that needed to be said already had been, now was the time for action. He poured magic into Hate igniting the sword in it's black flames. Swinging the blade in a sweeping arch. Though to Anthony's surprise the dark crescent shape magic blade shot right past him, though it didn't come anywhere near him.'What the hell is he thinking?' The battle had already began between them so he definitely didn't expect Havoc to show him any mercy, especially since he himself wouldn't have. That's when it dawned on him where he was positioned. Anthony and his men had been here for days actually laying out a plan for their ambush of Havoc choosing positions and the best plan of action to pin him down. Everything had been predetermined. Only after the magic had shot past him Anthony realized what Havoc's true target was."No WATCH OUT!" Anthony cried out as the largest portion of
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"RAAAAH! FUCKING AMBUSH!" John roared as he burst through the trees running at the archers with a large two handed sword raised up. Before the men were even able to fully comprehend what was happening John was already upon the first man bringing down his blade almost cleaving an archer in two."It's moments like these I would absolutely love to be proven wrong!" Christopher cried out parrying a blow with one hand and beheading the knight with his other. "Buuut nooo! I'm quite certain life likes to roll over and smoke after fucking me more then most working women get!" Christopher cried out slamming the pommel of retribution into a man's nose, he then spun the knights shoulders as an arrow shrieked into his neck."Aghm" The knight's mouth gaped open again and again gurgling as blood poured from his wound. "Let me speed that up for ya, fucking cock sucker." Christopher growled ripping the arrow out of his throat leaving a giant hole in his neck. Christopher t
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"Chris!?" Her eyes could see it... But her mind refused to believe it. The man behind the mask feared by most the known world.. Was her brother!? The once kind boy who had zero intention of ever joining the military was the most feared man to walk the planet in this world's more recent history!"Quick he's wounded!" Some of the knights prepared to attack as well. John moved in front of Havoc cutting them off. To get to Havoc they would have to get through him first. But-"Stop!" Anthony called out. He rose to his feet clutching his arm. "We're leaving!" Anthony growled. He had originally come here intending to kill Havoc himself or at least have the monster put down with poison arrows that were almost a family heirloom. The poison coating the arrows had been made by elves more then a thousand years ago. The poison never diminished and was one of the most efficient killers in the world.But this... This was to cruel even by Anthony's standards especially af
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....The room was silent.'This is worse then them physically attacking me!' Andrea sat in silence awaiting the harsh criticism, the hateful gazes, possibly the physical harm. She wanted it! 'My brother may die from my very own hands!' She screamed in her head. She wasn't a masochist by any means, but for this one deed she wanted to face harsh punishment for, in her mind she absolutely deserved it with zero room for argument. 'If only I would have followed orders and stayed out of it... This wouldn't have happened!'Finally one voice spoke up. Her voice level but her eyes were burning with hate that could level a mountain."Who's this?" Beth growled in a low tone."Beth... That's his sister." Cassandra said a sad expression clouding her own face as she reached out taking Beth's hand into her own. Beth's brow scrunched up hearing Andrea's relationship to Christopher.Instead of responding she busied herself examining the wound briefly.
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Three days passed from the time of Anthony and Christopher's Confrontation. For the most part Christopher slept through a majority of the time. He would wake up to eat, take care of any self care and then go back to his bed. Each passing day he was beginning to look worse and worse. He was having to maintain a constant flow of magic to keep the poison from spreading further, and he was beginning to lose. He could use magic to make a barrier for a very long time, use spell after spell most couldn't shit, even open the gates of the different Hells. But this poison that would kill lesser beings in less then a minute was something else entirely.Beth had done everything she could to heal his physical wounds, and she did give him medicines that would generally help slow down most modern day poisons, but it seem to be having next to no effect on the one in Christopher's system. So What was she to do? She felt as if she was being driven half mad waiting and being unable to do
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