As the priests of the church of light matched into the residential area, a small army of twenty knights of light followed tightly behind, and right in front of them all was a youth with unusually pale skin, beautiful darkish purple eyes, and long flowing hair. This man wasn't even dressed in armor, instead, he wore a black leather jacket, black trousers, and a black boot to complement it all. His hands were covered with black gloves and strapped to his back was a black metal double-bladed spear. His figure was not as imposing as that of his brother Chloe. In fact, he was considered extremely attractive and not terrifying but for the fact this man was able to win against Chloe, it didn't matter.
"Go, wipe out these heretics from the face of the earth!" Priest Khalid roared and the knights of light kneeled in response before charging forward.
Derik remained silent as he watched the crowd stand firm in defiance. The statue of the God of destruction was surrounded by defenseless citizens of the kingdom who strongly believed that this God is their hope for a better life. Derik remained silent and with his eyes shot he slowly assimilated the true emotions of these people. In the most trying times does the faith of a man reveal itself at its best.
These people watched armed knights ready to slaughter them for their beliefs approach and all they could do was stand and pray to the one they believe in. Even Derik was touched by this and he wished he could just slaughter everyone here.
"I ordered that these heretics be wiped out… why do you still stand here doing nothing?" Father Khalid's voice reached his ears, causing him to slowly open his eyes.
Turning his attention to the priest, Derik was strongly battling the strange voices in his head which were asking him to chop this man to a thousand pieces. His darkish purple iris lit up as he gazed into father Khalid's eyes with his killing intentions made known.
"You slaughter innocents for not believing in your religion? And you order me to be a part of it?" Derik hissed as his hands slowly reached for the double-bladed spear on his back. Causing the three priests to swallow a lump of saliva while the five knights surrounding them drew their weapons.
"The lord of light is the one and only true God… anyone who refuses to serve it does not deserve to live!" father Khalid replied with hints of fear in his eye and shaky tone.
"I, Lucia has refused to serve any God… does that mean I deserve to die too? Hehehe! Come and kill me if you can!" Derik roared as he pulled out his black spear.
Boom!
A massive ball of darkish purple flames suddenly poured down from the sky, completely consuming the twenty knights before they could reach the statue of the God of destruction. Above them was a hooded figure, whose face was covered with a bone mask and his body hidden in a black robe. Beside him was a black scythe levitating by his side and his eyes were like two balls of purple flames dancing wildly.
"YOU DARE TRY TO HARM THE CHILDREN OF DEATH? MY MASTER HAS SENT ME TO VANQUISH ALL THEIR ENEMIES… YOU MORTALS DO NOT STAND A CHANCE!" The clone growled spat out a mouthful of purple flames which promptly consumed father Khalid while Derik rolled out of the way.
"Get back!" Derik growled at the two remaining priests and the five knights of light meant to be protecting them.
They all watched as father Khalid rolled around and screamed at the top of his voice as he was consumed by the purple flames. Their eyes were filled with fear and admiration as they watched Lucia stare down the flying figure above. They have heard stories of the messenger of death and they have seen signs of its existence, so many people have died at its hands and even then these priests doubted its existence. Now they have come face to face with it, they even forgot to call on their God for assistance.
Sounds of jubilation filled the streets as the civilians gathered and watched the most attractive man in the kingdom standoff against the messenger of death. The females in the crowd silently prayed that Lucia survived this encounter while the jealous men prayed that Lucia is given a slow and painful death, leaving Derik astonished. This fight which is aimed at their liberation is forgotten for such petty matters as his looks. He couldn't help but curse these humans for their inability to focus on what's important.
"F###king mortals" Derik couldn't help but curse.
"…." Even his clone remained silent since it didn't know how to reply to the thoughts of these humans.
Bam!
"Let's go!" Derik roared as he charged towards the flying figure, causing people to gasp in shock at his bravery or stupidity.
"YOU DARE ACT AGAINST THE MESSENGER OF DEATH? YOU MUST NOT VALUE YOUR LIFE!" the clone roared as it waved it's and in a circular motion and three purple fireballs appeared all around it, before shooting it forward.
Swoosh
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
People watched in awe as Lucia skillfully evaded all three balls of purple flames with well-timed side steps before shooting into the air and striking forward at the messenger of death viciously!
Peng!
Both figures shot to the ground, landing roughly while gripping their weapons tightly! The eyes of those watching this battle were filled with shock and disbelief as they watched Lucia and the messenger of death exchange blows! Everyone has heard of Lucia's strength and his brother was a reminder of what he is capable of but no one has seen him in battle to this day. Who would have thought the most charming man in the kingdom would also be the strongest man, strong enough to rival the messenger of death in strength.
In the opinion of the civilians observing, even though Lucia is fighting against them, he has gained their respect. It doesn't matter if he wins or loses, he is still a legend in their eyes!