Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20150109212250/@comment-5583506-20150114224836

Sidion grinned, apparently satisfied with the answer. She had told him just what he wanted to hear.

"Killing his family?!" he sneered. "Lots of accusations, but little claim to them. When did I do that? Maybe if you look behind your shoulder you will see that they are perfectly safe?"

Why Elva had been preoccupied with Sidion's struggle, Lamentia had apprehended Mara and the children, using various magics to bind them.

"All set to get the hell out of here!" shouted the witch.

"There, you see, my little fairie?" chuckled Sidion and licked the edges of his fangs with his long tongue. "If you will but excuse us for a moment I will make sure that they can escape. Back to the Antechamber..."

He held up his right hand with a mischievous grin.

Lamentia raised an eyebrow. "Sidion?! Since when did you...?!"

She didn't get much further before Sidion snapped with his fingers and the witch as well as the hostage was spirited away before his very eyes. "... learn all your little magic tricks, witch?" he finished her sentence. "Did you take me for a fool, Lamentia? That I wouldn't be able to figure out the ancient magic you hid within my body? That I wouldn't break free from my restraints? I have been playing along all the time, witch. Now I am tired of holding back. As soon as I get back to the Antechamber, perhaps I will give you a little demonstration of just how much I have learned about this newfound magic..."

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Varg started to run through the forest when he saw the smoke arise from beyond the ridge.

"That's... that's my house! MARA?!" he shouted. "CUBS?!"

He didn't have time to think whether or not Raminus was with him. He just kept running until he could feel the taste of iron on his tongue. As he broke through the last borders of the forest he froze up when he saw his estate engulfed by flames. Fire licking the walls he had built with his very own hands.

But it was the encounter with those eyes that made his heart stop. Those eyes... Those demonic, glowing eyes... They were staring at him... Laughing at him... There was no fear in them this time..

He could barely comprehend how the creature in front of him could even be there. He had ripped it apart with his very own jaws. Yet there he was... The monster... The thing he once called his brother... Now reduced to a being of neither form nor shape...

"Sidion", he said and bit together. "How..."

"Ehrm?" said the monster. "Surprise?" He then began to laugh maniacally. "Long time no see, old dog. So, how has life been treating you? Wait! Don't answer that! I mean, what's the point? I will kill you soon enough."

"You... you unholy bastard! Where is Mara?! Where are my cubs?!"

Sidion pretended to look confused, all the more to piss his brother off. "Oh, I have no idea, brother dearest. I just came swooping by to say hello. Mara must have left the stove on. Poor little housewife didn't probably know where to go, accidents happen, house burnt up with all of them inside, and you know the rest..."

"You son of a bitch! That's not what happened! Tell me where they are or I swear by all the Gods that I will rip you apart a second time and then feed you to the fucking rats!"

"Far away from here, brother", said Sidion with a hateful smirk.

Varg charged against him, but the bat-like creature simply held out one hand sending a concentrated flash against his brother which knocked him unconscious into a tree trunk.

"I could kill you on the spot for all those times you destroyed me, but I don't want you dead just yet, Varg. I want you to suffer. I want you to feel what it is like to have lost everything and know that you are helpless to do anything about it. Feel the pain I have felt for decades, you miserable fuck."

He then turned to Elva. "Little toy, I bid you farewell. I could have killed you as well, but when I look at what a dashing young plaything you have become, I feel it would have been a great loss for this wretched, fucking world. Ta!"

He then wrapped his wings around himself and seemed to disapparate into nothingness as he teleported himself to the Antechamber.