Mansion Massacre

After collecting the sack, they picked a spot a good deal away from town, in a secluded area near the forest. Theoric then situated Sigyn safely, leaving her to decide on designs for the house, before heading to the well-built mansion where Caelus lived near the edge of town looking down at the village

He first thought about forming an energy roof overhead and slamming it down squishing everyone inside but decided if he didn't want the village to blame him for the deaths of the innocent victims that were likely suffering within, he should first get them out.

Walking up to the dreary-looking place that oozed corruption and terror gave him confidence that he was doing the right thing. His ears picked up the terror from victims inside just like the rumors told.

Coming to the gate stood two good-sized bodyguards, each bought for their size alone to intimidate anyone from disturbing Lord Caelus while he was home.

These two men soon found themselves at a disadvantage as they watched Theoric walk up.

While Theoric wasn't overly muscled as these two gentlemen, just being well-muscled and tall made the average person intimidated just looking at him. His size seemingly doubled while equipped in his Asgardian armor and his giant sword situated on his back that would be considered a greatsword to many.

The two 6' tall ape-like guards soon found themselves feeling tiny in front of him as he approached.

Though intimidated they had confidence in themselves enough to not stutter as they took solace in the fact that they weren't alone.

One of the guards held his hand out- "Stop!, who are you and what do you want? This is Lord Caelus home and he doesn't like to be disturbed."

Theoric only grinned evilly as he continued to close in on them.

The guards seeing that drew frowns as they equipped their weapons, one had a large battle hammer while the other had a battle ax.

"Final warning, if you continue to approach don't blame us!" They yelled loud enough so the people inside would be alerted and hopefully come out to help.

Seeing their warnings go unheeded they tightened their grips and charged with loud battle roars, only to see their adversary ignore them.

Right when they were about to be within range to strike, their eyes widened in horror when suddenly two huge orange spikes shot out of the ground skewering them in place.

The last thing they remembered was his dreadful grin that haunted them to their end as he nonchalantly continued to walk right in between them and then pass through the gate. Their bodies still hanging for all to see, Theoric made sure to use enough power so it would last a week at least.

He could hear them scrambling inside as the ones watching gave warning about the failures of the two guards outside.

Theoric decided to have some fun as he yelled out- "Caelus you rotten dog, come out and face me! Bring me the head of your son Lars and I'll consider sparing your miserable life." he laughed to himself as he kicked the door down, toppling over the men who were about to exit.

....

Caelus, a big belly man with grey balding hair, received the report at what was happening was quickly getting dressed after playing with the new toys that were captured. Hearing the yell resounding throughout the mansion, he gritted his teeth thinking about his worthless offspring who he felt nothing but contempt for.

If it wasn't for the fact that having a son gave him certain benefits in the eyes of other nobles, he would have killed that worm long ago. He wasn't even sure why he hated the kid, but looking at him brought him nothing but anger and hate, maybe it was the fact that even with all his backing he was still a coward who couldn't achieve anything. Plus he was just a random offspring that happened to survive from one of his many victims.

He would never admit it, but his son's failures reminded him of the time he spent in the bigger cities trying to climb up the political ladder but always falling flat. This drove him to take what wealth he scrounged up, trick some local merc's and gangsters into thinking he was somebody important, then paid them to follow him away to an isolated village so he could live like a king.

Caelus ordered- "Find me that little shit now! There is no way I am going to fall to ruin because of something that worthless thing did, and send more guards to fight, I don't believe one man, no matter how well geared or trained can take on all our men single-handedly."

"Oh and chain them up, I'll be back for them later after this mess is taken care of, I'll need something to vent on after all this." he offhandedly said licking his lips.

....

Theoric unsheathed his sword as he watched the men who fell squirm to get back to their feet.

Some men in the back yelled at him- "Surrender now while you still can." which only made Theoric laugh as some of the men trying to get up fell again from being pulled on by others.

He waited patiently for them to get back up, only for one of the ones who fell to spout some garbage that irritated him.

"Stupid fool laughing at us, don't think just because we fell you're going to somehow escape with your pathetic life, we'll cut you down to size real soon, your just another big oaf like those two guards outside who were just hired monkeys to look threatening, even though we men in here are the real threat!" One guy said rallying the men's morale.

Theoric didn't like seeing all their dumb grins as he had a funny thought that made him smile. He created a fine sharp energy line on the sidewall, then swiped it across through there legs without any of them noticing.

The same man spoke again- "Think that's funny do ya? Well, we'll see how funny it is when we chop your legs off and you can't get up."

Which made Theoric burst into laughter as the man started to fume, but when he tried to take a step forward he found his legs unresponsive, it wasn't long before their legs separated and their bodies split apart. Blood now pouring out pooling around them as screams of agony resounded throughout the house.

The men in the back who were spared looked on in horror as their comrades were once again squirming on the floor, but this time it was a horror filled sight that made a few of the men puke with one even passing out.

The only other sound besides those of the dying as they bled out was Theoric laughing at seeing the joke fulfilled to great effect. Grateful to the man who last spoke making it that much funnier to him.

The survivors paled when they noticed he stopped laughing and was eyeing them.

One of the braver ones gripped his sword,- "I don't know what he did, but if we work together we can beat him." but he soon heard the ones in back runaway much to his dismay as he turned around to shout at them,- "You filthy cowards!"

Theoric seeing this made sure not to forget to surround the property in a barrier so none could escape. Looking down he saw a man in his deleterious blood lost state that was still managing to hang on, trying to reattach legs that weren't even his.

Theoric grinned as he went up and kicked the legs away.

The brave man seeing this grew angry- "Ahhhh, you sick bastard." he screamed as he charged Theoric who easily sidestepped his swing as the man slipped on blood, slapping him away with his backhand into the sidewall.

Theoric scoffed- "Tch, that's funny no matter what you think." though looking around, he may have been having too much fun using his old methods.

The man spat out blood,- "You evil bastard, there is a special place in the underworld for people like you."

Theoric eyebrow rose at the man's righteous spiel,- "Are you new here?"

The man went quiet not bothering to answer.

Theoric- "Oh, don't tell me you have yet to hear the screams of the victims in this place."

The man- "You're a crazy bastard."

Theoric surprised to find someone like this considered whether or not to care and just kill him if he was stupid enough to join these people.

Theoric grinned as he wrapped him up in energy so he couldn't move and had him float along behind him,- "Come, let me show you who you work for."