Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-25038310-20150910180700

"Can't wait to add this to my book.." Lafayette grumbled as he exited the mansion.

Once outside, the two witnessed the on going destruction of the commoner's district of Daggerfall. Some monstrosities started spreading out to the other districts and to the west of the city, but in very small numbers.

The majority of them were focusing on devouring, capturing or torturing each humanoid they could find. Be it commoner, merchant, or.. Leclaire.

The vampire pranced down the street from the mansion as he seemed to enjoy basking in the nearby destruction, twirling and spinning as he chuckled and laughed with a sinister grin on his face. His own monstrosities dangled off off his arms as he started being eaten alive, weighed down by his own creations as they feasted on him. He eventually fell down as the Beasts started devouring his brains, renderin him incapable and.. dead. Not even a head and brain can be regenerated, unfortunately.

As a shriek of a woman apparently distracted the Beasts, they crawled away from the middle of the street, leaving a Leclaire who died with a smile on his face. His arms twitched for a brief moment, before stopping.

Sander looked on at the man, glad he died in such a way. He wouldn't have wished such a horrible death on anyone else. What annoyed him was that Leclaire did not display a single ounce of regret, sorrow, agony or hopelessness as he died. Something he was used to seeing of his own victims and targets.

Upon the clock tower, a brief shade of crimson could be seen. The woman wearing the crimson attire pointed at Lafayette and Meledran's direction, and two of the Guardians could be seen turning their heads towards them. They jumped down the clock tower, squashing a few civilians under their heavy bodies as they landed, before eerily and slowly crawling towards the two.

Anna could be seen backing out and dissapearing out of sight.

"There she was.. Quite a climb." Lafayette remarked as he leant on his Cleaver, watching the Guardians approach without a care in the world and the clock tower they blocked the way to.