38 Deck the Thralls (1/2)

It had been a week since the oddities had arrived, allowing them enough time to get used to the workings of the Coven. Now it was time to train them, following in the footsteps of his own training with Zarra they had gathered in a field.

”So are you aware of why I brought you here” asked Draig internally smiling, he wondered if this was how Zarra had felt.

Draig shook his head.

'Of course he did that bastard' thought Draig before looking at Terra, Alice, and Stein.

”Tina said it was to train” answered Alice causing Draig to frown, he had been snitched.

”Good, then do you know how this training is going to go” asked Draig a bit spiteful at having his surprise ruined.

”No Lord” answered Alice, her appearance had become more feral over the week as her class integrated.

”Good” muttered Draig but it was still picked up by Alice with her superior hearing.

Before she could say anything Draig had disappeared from their sight and appeared before Stein grabbing him by the feet. Terra and Alice tried to react but found Stein being swung at them as if a sword.

”You can't grow stronger if you don't fight back.” called Draig throwing the Death Knight and pelting Terra with his body.

Terra threw Stein away and stood up before charging at Draig but was met with a rock knocking against her head sending her flying once again. Alice narrowed her eyes as her instincts kicked in and charged at Draig quickly but was quickly deflected by Draig stomping on the ground sending a pillar to crash into her body, laughing to himself he felt a rather decent hit and saw Stein squared up in a boxer's stance.

”That's the spirit, but there's no weight behind those punches” stated Draig decking Stein across the face.

Draig began to laugh lightly as a tune came to mind, it was almost Christmas and he was mildly entertained by it.

'Deck the Thralls with a fires Volley, mwahahahaha-da ha ha ha. Oh I'll give a reason to not Folly, hahahahaha a ha ha ha. There you go now, keep on running. Cause here I come, another one, bites the dust.' Draig was grinning stupidly as he thought of these lyrics.

Draig continued to beat the Thralls mercilessly until they began learn slowly, they were still being beaten within an inch of their lives but at least now they could manage a few hits before they were taken out of commission.

”Why are you all laying around” asked Draig looking at the three panting heavily while lying on the ground covered in blood and bruises.