changing waves

stamping the paper in front of him the aged man was interrupted by the door being flung open as one of his messager ran inside screaming as he dived into the room exhausted and bloody.

"your majesty we have a problem earl Wendell of the house operas was killed by the demon blood sect for not handing his daughter to one of the elders" outraged by what he was hearing about those damn sect around his kingdom spirit beast sect, iron body sect, and worst of all demon blood sect.

"how is his house responding to this?"

taken by surprise on his king's anger he was unable to respond instantly.

"they want the elders head and compensation as there honor was ripped to pieces, they don't want the Earl's daughter, while they expect you to enforce there demands your majesty or.."

trailing off the messager pulls a sheet of paper from his pocket and hands it to his king.

confused about his silence he takes the paper and a glance as all that was what he needed to see what was on the paper and anymore and he was certain as the heavens above to have that house of bastards executed as the paper dropped out of his hands drifting to the floor allowing the kneeling subject to see and avert his eyes with a blush within a instant lest his life fall short on a blade.

"get out, clear there demands with gerald if he ok's it I have faith in my friend to handle it, and tell him a shift in personal attendants is needed he'll understand"

standing he rushed out to inform the guard captain about his majestys orders.

turning around a small group of men dressed for battle from head to toe in armor with swords drawn circling the court yard they scanned for there target.

man#1" flank left, I'll take right don't drop your guard he may not have a real weapon but don't" "AGH" as he was speaking a pebble impacted his helmet and lodged into his visor cutting his plan short as a voice echoed around tensing the young men up.

"talk less, team work is covering for each other" trying to locate the voice the 3 failed to see a shadow in between them as it cracked and smiled.

"I LOVE this part":} as a creepy smile appeared as the men shuddered as there last though raced through there head.

(this sadistic fuck)

as the feeling of bliss overtook him the shadow reached for the group of men moving faster then wind calling out as he 'corrects' them.

"john split your stance and lower your balance" = complete splitsand buried two inches face first making a upside down T

moving to the middle man.

"rosey boy your defence is lacking raise your blade higher"= shadow jab 3 hits to each side hitting top rib, middle rib, bottom rib and a cup shot to top it of as he hits the floor.

"look at your surroundings, turn around Michel one free shot" °} = michel turning thinking he can end this as the man grabs his helmet and jumps kneeling using his momentum to crush his helmet and to top it of use the inversion to barrel roll up his body and fling him into the ground with his entire body weight causing untold pain as the *boom* made everyone within half a mile to flinch as they were aware of that special move, someone pissed off the captian of the royal guard.

dusting his hands the man now came to light exposing the three torturer to there mentor and captian gerald the living legend fabled to be almost unkillable only exception is the king himself.

feeling someone approach gerald called it a day as his 3 trainees tryed and failed to get up as Michel had it much worse as almost ever bone in his body was almost destroyed. seeing the look of horror on there face he explained the exercise.

"it's simple you three all have rare classes, but no one to push you I have to break before I make you and michel word for you is try that shit again and I'll personally make your life worse then the 7th level of hell, king approved"

causing the two others to winch remembering michel trying to woo and sleep with the head maid widely known as part of the royal power duo unkillable Gerald and his wife the poisonous lotus. not a very fond memory remembering having to cure the poison out of there system as a man sprinted and bowed to gerald drawing there attention away from the pain.

"his majesty wants you to over look enforcement of the house operas incident and wishes for you to 'shift personal' as his majesty put it"

continplating his words he huffed as it was time to clean house he dreaded and desired.

waving the man over gerald decided his friend was doing the right thing as unaware of what was going through gerald's head he was unaware of his hand as a swift motion and the silence of the training yard was disrupted by a loud 'CRACK' as the messager dropped to the ground spasming as his life drained out of him.

shocked the three men could not belive there captian killed one of the king's messagers as there teacher turned to them they saw his solemn look.

"i kind of liked a few of them all well, time to clean house" as gerald passed the three he skipped a step as his left leg impacted and destroyed rosey boys head also known as Roman spy for house dragoon.