Edric tensed as Ventress stepped towards him.
He half expected she would offer some rebuke, some quick terse word about weakness or getting sloppy. Yet instead she asked a question. His eyes briefly flickered towards the woman, then he looked out towards the rest of the city.
His eyes flickered shut.
A breath entered his lungs as he began to focus, trying to see those little pinpricks of light. His frown deepened. "A dozen."
He said quietly. "Maybe a few mo-"
The Forsaken shouted at the Initiates. Voice a howl of anger and rage. Wild eyes peering at the Dreadlords as his tongue lashed out.
"Puppets pulled along by strings. No thoughts of your own. No sense of freedom or justice. Just good little soldiers following orders."
Teeth gnashed together.
The Forsaken demanded.
Edric stood in silence, watching as the half-breed screamed limply at the Initiates. Clawing desperately at some semblance of what freedom. The desperation in his eye was painful. The anger, the hatred, all that powerless injustice.
He could feel his chest tighten. He could feel his heart thunder in his chest.
The Forsaken spat in Drastus' face.
Alistair Krixus | Ventress | Drastus Tal'deneshaar | Everleigh Ebersol
He half expected she would offer some rebuke, some quick terse word about weakness or getting sloppy. Yet instead she asked a question. His eyes briefly flickered towards the woman, then he looked out towards the rest of the city.
His eyes flickered shut.
A breath entered his lungs as he began to focus, trying to see those little pinpricks of light. His frown deepened. "A dozen."
He said quietly. "Maybe a few mo-"
"You're pathetic!"
The Forsaken shouted at the Initiates. Voice a howl of anger and rage. Wild eyes peering at the Dreadlords as his tongue lashed out.
"Puppies barking at the behest of wolves."
He stared at them.
"Puppets pulled along by strings. No thoughts of your own. No sense of freedom or justice. Just good little soldiers following orders."
Teeth gnashed together.
"DIDN'T YOU HEAR HER!? DIDN'T YOU HEAR WHAT SHE SAID?"
The Forsaken demanded.
"WEAPONS! That's all we are to them. That's all we were! Always were! That's all you are!"
Edric stood in silence, watching as the half-breed screamed limply at the Initiates. Clawing desperately at some semblance of what freedom. The desperation in his eye was painful. The anger, the hatred, all that powerless injustice.
He could feel his chest tighten. He could feel his heart thunder in his chest.
"Go ahead. Go on groveling to your little masters. Torture me. Break me. I'm sure one day they'll give you the pat on the head you deserve."
The Forsaken spat in Drastus' face.
Alistair Krixus | Ventress | Drastus Tal'deneshaar | Everleigh Ebersol