16 Chapter 16: Goodbye Sorkin (1/2)
”So be it”
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Sorkin got ready to fight alongside Mournomon but just as he was about to give his warcry he fell to his knees. A most dreadful aura fell onto him, it took all his power just to stop him from being face-planted into the earth. With a lot of effort, he moved his head to stare at the Sitri Guard only to find them smashed to the ground unmoving or unable to move.
Sorkin looked over at Mournomon and found him standing there as if nothing was happening but Sorkin soon found a dark red flame covering Mournimon's body, it was this flame that made him feel so overwhelmed. ”Monster”, was the only thought Sorking could think of to describe Mournomon, he could easily tell that Mournomon was equal to an Ultimate class devil and that was more than enough for him to thank god for his blessing, ”Agrr!” which in turn gave him a splitting headache.
Just as the guards were reaching there limits the aura vanished, but they made no effort to stand back up.
Sorkin could only feel the pressure but since he wasn't the recipient of the aura's might he didn't know the psychological attack it gave. The aura was imbued with endless sorrow and resentment, as the aura descended on its victims it would crush them with its pressure while feeding them sorrow. The aura will bring up all there memories and fill them all with sorrow, if not stopped the victim will forever be drowned in sorrow never to awaken again.
Making use of the sorrow to weaken your defenses, resentment will seep into your heart and soul ravaging it from the inside until nothing was left. Under this aura, one's last thought was of endless resentment and one's only memories boundless sorrow.
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”My name is Mournomon, I have come to speak with the head of your house”, Mournomon's voice spread out entering the ears of the guards, his voice was like salvation as it brought light back to there dead eye's and reason back to there madness.
The first to move was the leader as she slowly lifted herself off the ground, her body was shaking all over and her face was pale. She stared at Mournomon, her previous anger, and arrogance nowhere to be seen, only a deep sense of fear.
”Now, would you so kindly lead me?”, Mournomon asked them, but the tone he used made it clear to the Guard leader that he would not take no for an answer.
A cheerful voice suddenly entered everybody's ears, ”Oh, so you're the one bullying my people of house Sitri”. Mournomon looked towards the source of the voice, a girl looking to be in her late teens with black hair, tied into twin-tails. She stared at Mournomon with her beautiful pink eyes.
Mournomon stared at the girl for a few seconds, ”Serafall Leviathan”, was the only person Mournomon could think of while looking at the devil in front of him if her physical characteristics didn't make it obvious then the massive amount of power he felt in the girl quickly obliterated any doubts he had.
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”A pleasure lady Leviathan”, Mournomon gave Serafall a nod in respect, she smiled at him as she landed in front of her guards, ”And what's your name big guy,” she asked looking at Mournomon with a curious gaze, this was the first time seeing a dragon in human form. Though most may not be able to figure out that Mournomon was a dragon, she had seen far too much not to.