Decimate

“Ah, young one, there you are.” he purred, lowering his body to meet the small one at their level. “You have grown, havent you? I am sorry for leaving for so long.”

The Darkin stood, taken aback by the mans comments. Sneering at the thought of looking beautiful in ones eyes.  “This form is a disgusting display of my glory in prior. A mockery of flesh that I am forced to wear. What, pray tell, do you find magnificent in such a display?” 

“Keep staring” the darkin growled between fangs. “I’ll remove them from your tiny little skull.” 

"It intrigues me that you are looking at my waist, warrior. Perhaps the question should be, why are you staring?"

The being remained silent for a moment, his eyes staring down at the ground before his dark lips curled into a smile. “The death of the aspect was something I will remember from my past easily. Whereas if you asked me of battles I partook in my youth, it would be nothing more than a vague dream. However, the combat between us was something to behold on that mountain. We were both equal, he had fallen many of my kin while I slaughtered his men like cattle. The snow that speckled the rugged cliffs were turning red from our prey. I remember locking eyes with him, burning with a fury equal to my own. We wasted no time to diminish the distance between ourselves.” he raised a clawed hand, crushing it tightly into a fist. “At first it was hand combat, then we raised our weapons in defense. I remember he had punched me. The feeling of my jaw snapping, ah, it was something I remember. The surge of blood in my core healing it back in place. The realization between the both of us that it was going to be more than just a simple skirmish. We fought like the warriors we trained to be. He removed my arm after changing his tactics. I had lost too much blood from such a wound that I was unable to heal it. In return, I cut him in two. My blade through his chest, before I fell to my injuries. I planned to take him down with me, but that was not the case, since his mortal consciousness was spared from the god's control. Inadvertently, I freed the mortal from his prison, while I was subjugated into my own. I fell and so did my kin in limbo as they rushed to aid the other aspect. After that, it was as if I slept. Perhaps it was my mind going blank from being sealed away. It was as if I had laid down and watched the clouds go by. My vision was blurred, eventually, I forgot where I was or what was happening around me.”

”You are foolish to think we want any of our glory back. We would just have to fight the void in an endless battle. Eventually, we will succumb to death and the world will be taken. We are defending the inevitable, so why not allow me to have some fun? I’ll kill the gods myself.”

”I’d love to kill him again.”

”You’ll find a chance eventually.”

”Because I like cutting.”

As each man was cut down, the blood from their severed bodies floated into the air, drifting into his sword. Which greedily sucked up every drop into the core of his blade. Feeding his rage and hunger.

His large hand reaches downwards pushing him away in an attempt to get him to stop. ”Look, there is already a dent from your teeth, see?” he points at a spot, definitely not made from the little dragon's teeth but he wanted to make yun proud of himself. ”Such a ferocious warrior!”