The Other Side
09-26-2013, 07:51 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-26-2013, 07:51 PM by Isardis.)
Oh how he could have so pleasurably carried on, ripping and tearing as the crimson of his once-son would stain the pallid of his maw. Wasn?t it righteous? To take back the blood he had given him? Oh, but this was only a tiny portion of what could be done, what the albino would strive to do in future. He were far wiser than to let him build his forces, no, he?d not have the chance; the angel would swoop down and take his prize before he had the ability to assemble his defences. Taurig would be eliminated. It was only this time, after the forceful blow to his chest, that Sendoa?s voice would manage to sway him; to arouse a satisfaction within the damage that had been done to the blue fool. Blinded by his rage Isardis were still unable to survey whatever harm had been cast, but considering the mouthful of hair and blood The King found himself forcing away from his tongue, he was adamant the stupidity would have something to remind him of his choices. He would retract with a sickening snarl, pulling away from the body of the family-exile as strings of bloodied saliva would drain from his lips. Cautiously he would turn, muscles still reboring with the vigour of his hatred as he would slink towards his Duchess and Sentinel, casting a backward glance to the bloodied mess that was once his son, ?You will never be forgiven, nor forgotten; only when your blood spills from your veins and the life drains from your chassis will you be my son again.? His voice bore a low husk, an eerie sense of lifeless chill crawling free of his pipes like the spawn of a sprite. He would continue, a snarl presented to Sendoa and Argent, a ricochet of his anger as he would aim to thump into the blue woman?s shoulder, to force her return to Glaciem, ?Neither of you will have anything to do with the enemy, you will not seek his presence without consent, if he comes upon our borders you are to kill him; regardless of his intentions.? And with those words of conclusion he would slink, drawing his path back to his Kingdom. exit isar. |