Bloodmancer: Hero of Ruin
To be a hero is a curse, not a blessing. It's a simple truth Leon learned in the most painful of ways. He heroically slaughtered all the enemies of his president. Heroically purged those who opposed his master. And heroically brought doom to those who cried under the boot of the world's dictator. Leon saw the death of his family; a result of the events he set in motion himself. He saw his beloved city turn into ruins, scorched by the radioactive flames of the nuke he set off. His title was as cheap as his life. And in the only act of rebellion he could find, he heroically put an end to his life... And the world he helped to destroy. 'All of this happened... But why am I hearing a self-entitled voice calling me a failure?' Leon couldn't help but ponder. 'No, that's not it...' he quickly corrected himself. 'How can I hear anything if I evaporated in the wake of the nuke I detonated myself?'
Stand-off by the trees
"I did," Leon revealed with a perfectly peaceful expression as if he just admitted to donating to charity rather than a triple murder with extreme prejudice.
After all, while both of the men bore the marks of death in combat, the same couldn't be said about the elven girl. As she bore no marks of injuries nor was there any sight of blood, only her head resting on the ground under a normally impossible angle could clue one in as to the cause of her death.
"What the hell did you just say?!" Natalye jumped two steps to the back.
Natalye's posture was both loose and tense at the same time. She held her hands in front of her chest, her elbows slightly bent, her left hand closed in a fist. Her right hand firmly grasped her sword while her body was slightly leaned forward. To top it all of, her eyes focused on Leon and Leon alone.
The girl was ready for a fight, but she was not about to initiate it just yet.
Natalye was ready to jump at Leon at a moment's notice.