#promptideas

"What the hell?! Why in god's name you lost her?!"

"[Name], it wasn't my fault! [Name] slipped our of my grasp!"

Selina spun her spear around in her hand before piercing the soldier at her feet, instantly killing him. She lifted her boot from from his chest before dancing over to Clara and I, Selina spat on the ground before laughing.

"Why did it take just us three to take this hold from this Lord?"

Selina poked the dead Lord at my feet with her spear before fully stabbing him, Clara scoffed and I shook my head before I turned my back to them and started for the keep. This hold was in ruins, bodies everywhere, fire as well.

"It's just for Jon, his gift to him for us, with him being the leader and all."

I smirked and Selina came up behind me but then she pranced away into another area, looking at half-dead bodies before having too much fun with it before stabbing them. Clara came up behind me and put a hand to her chin, thinking about something.

"Yes?"

I turned to look at her, she opened her mouth then closed it then opened it again, what came out from her mouth wasn't something entirely dumb since she usually says dumb things.

"You're not really going to give this to Jon, are you?"

Clara was clever but she was also dumb, I trusted her with many things because I know she's afraid of me and what I can do. I turned to face her and smiled before pushing the doors open to the keep, I breathed easily once the doors slammed behind us. I heard movement then yelling, a last surviving solider of this hold.

I extended my arm and two long knives flew out and pierced his heart and shoulders, instantly killing the poor man. I stepped over bodies and "accidentally" kicking them, the spirits of the dead can fuck off for all I care, I don't care if I'm disrupting them. I stopped in front of the throne, cliché for this part of Ayneria but it suits perfect, Clara came up behind me and crossed her arms, she stayed silent which was the best option here.

"Jon has screwed me over too many times and actually screwed me if we're counting that. I lost my patience with him, he needs to die."

I walked up to the wooden throne and lowered myself onto it, I ran my fingers over the imprinted design before looking up at Clara with a devilish grin.

"At daybreak, we will kill him and I will become the new leader."