Ants do not dominate the Beasts of the Gods by being ants, you degenerate eunuch. And yet here I stand. No King greater than I exists, and seeing as you are no king, I see not how you can prove me wrong", he snarled, "for no eunuch peasant shall tell me I am not supreme in all my glory!
Enkidu shook his head as fiery rain fell on him with no apparent damage. "How pitiful, you are but a puppet still dancing in the palm of your own delusions. A King must not let anyone, above or under the Heavens dictate his conduct, for Gods were not meant to rule over men."
The green-haired hero raised an arm as he aimed for the ophidian's heads entangled with tree branches. His own limb grew, twisted and flattened in the shape of a sword far exceeding the scale of what a human body could manipulate. With this unnamed blade, one the size of a skyscraper, Enkidu slashed horizontally with the intention of getting rid of the numerous heads and attacking his heroic opponent in one swift and powerful movement.
"Proof is, the Gods are long dead and so is their era. Your taming of their previous pets does not impress me, Impostor. For I battled the Bull of Heaven itself and, alongside my old friend, emerged victorious."
It hadn't been a mistake to rebel against the Gods, Humanity had no need for their guidance.
A beam of sheer destruction fell on the false king as the creation of gods launched his own attack, the source being the embodiment of the sun, an elemental of fire and for many, an inspiration for many legends. Enkidu felt a familiar radiance from above and felt his soul resonate with the phoenix's cry.
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You look well, Kyle.
The werewolf didn't look surprised when it was Wynn who opened the door. Her fragrance had been the first indicator of course, but she was someone who liked to know who visited
what she considered her own. From what he knew, Forest didn't like this aspect of their relationship but copped with it. You couldn't maintain such an old relationship without some compromises.
Kyle always thought of her as an interesting person. Sure, she was cold, condescending and rather pragmatic at times, but if you considered the fact that she was born Unseelie, it was pretty obvious she was rather warm. Still, he wouldn't want to end up as her enemy, most wouldn't survive that long to boast about it. And even if he did, who would want to live in fear from shadows at all time?
Still, good thing, she had not been around earlier on when he was still under the bite's effect. With such a figure, his mental fortitude would have been placed under quite the stress. His gaze naturally attracted to her figure, delaying his answer slightly.
"So do you, Lady Umbra. As usual, your presence illuminate my day." He gave her a wink as if they were best buddies, dropping out all pretence to act in such a dignified manner any longer. "Just passed by to check on you guys. Seeing if everything's alright and stuff. I suppose you got some interesting peeps in there." He sniffed the air and he detected spices, an overuse going by his standards. He glanced over Wynn's shoulder for an instant. "May I come in? I don't plan to bother you too long. Even more so if that yobbo clairvoyant is around."
