(282) Colonel the Enslaver
"Do these nobodies really think that they can waltz through my army, steal my equipment, murder my slaves, and get away with it?!"
Enther looked at the man in front of him with hate and frustration. Colonel had gone on a power trip as soon as he found out what this world had to offer.
Not that Enther could say that he wasn't drawn to the power, but he wasn't happy with the way Colonel had proceeded. Even the name Colonel was a joke, as he'd only been a Seargent before the transition.
"Who said that these people were nobodies?" Enther scoffed. "You?"
He instantly regretted the decision as the symbol on the back of his neck began to burn. A sharp pain ripped down his spine, causing his knees to buckle and his face to hit the floor.
Colonel looked down at the man in disgust and laughed at his pain. A hard kick met Enther's side and sent him rolling to the side of the tent.
"Anyone else have anything smart to say?" Colonel asked angrily.