44 Marching forth (2/2)

Behind him almost immediately were the coven and Oddities painting a image of tyranny and awe in the eyes of those Guilders and troops.

”We follow the flames and leave no one standing, we slaughter the weak and devour the strong. Now We March” stated Draig but over this silent crowd those words resounded like thunder.

Nobody hesitated as they followed swiftly gathering into a familiar formation, Summoners in the front with Close Combat classes following and finally magicians and other long range fighters. Initially this hadn't seemed like such a formidable march but with the bolstered numbers it was like a legion marching forward to conquer the world.

The aura being projected by this group was one of resilience and blood lust, these people were riled up from the previous encounter and had not been able to act. Their want for battle climbed steadily especially after hearing how the Contribution Points would work, more kills mean more points.

To them by this point killing meant power, and power meant killing. The Guilders on the other hand felt themselves being infected by this atmosphere and started hunger for battle as well.

This group followed behind Draig obediently with no one acting out, such was the control that Draig had over these troops.

Finally the group came to a stop as they waited behind a wall of fire that was not slow but not faster than their march. It was at this moment that Draig's actions made sense to the gathered forces, they couldn't be ambushed without cover and they would be hard pressed to receive a direct attack as well.

Goeki noted this strategy for later while Stein played with a few deviations of his own for such a tactic.

Draig smiled as he heard bugles in the distance, foolish in his opinion. This was just allowing him to be aware of the distance between his people and their enemies.

While Draig was saturating himself in his monstrous nature the charred figure had just drank a potion causing the burns on his body to recede at a visible rate. He grit his teeth feeling this warped flesh contort until he regained his original features.

”That brat sure knows how to impress, old Liam wasn't even his match. Unfortunately that stunt cost me quite a bit of my power, the Inner world is decimated.” stated the figure as a smirk landed on his face.

”Don't worry leech brat, Daddy is on the way.” stated the Figure as he donned a set of ominous looking robes and grabbed a staff with a skull adorning the top.

Stepping into the light of day the figures features were revealed to the world.

”Allow me to show you all why they call me Zarra the Black” Laughed Zarra as it echoed into the surroundings sending shivers down the spine of any who listened.

'I'm back baby' thought Zarra as he floated into the sky