Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-26288702-20170120044446

Meanwhile, far to the west. Fires rage bright, casting a orange tinge on the night air. The smell of burning meat and the sound of screams fill the empty void of night. People protest as civilians are executed one by one. Mamono watch and despair as their husbands are killed, daughters cry as their fathers become lifeless and mothers screech, as children are rendered silent.

Conrad watches over the violence, like a composer admiring his work. He does not smile, weep or turn away. He watches with a reserved appearance as families are torn apart.

Captain:"General, we have almost purged the town, but a Hellhound stands in our way from complete submission. She will not give in..." The Captain pants.

Conrad looks off into the distance and sees a Hellhound fighting vigorously to keep the rogue soldiers away form her family. Dozens of rogue troops lay dead as the Hellhound snarls and growls at all who surround her and her kin. Conrad mounts the sword onto the shield and slides it into a slot where sword fits perfectly. The blade glows as Conrad charges his energy into it. He aims down the shield's sights' and lets a single condensed beam go. It travels at terrifying speed and pierces the Hellhound through the chest.

The proud Hellhound topples over, lifelessly. Her husband rushes to her side and begins to call her name, shaking her violently for any response.

Husband:"Kurga? KURGA!?!?!?!?... You sick bastards, how could you do-"

A second bolt of energy travels through the man's head, and he too falls silent. A small furry Hellhound pup runs to her father's side, shaking him frivolously to get recognition.

Hell Pup:"Father? Papa!?" Her eyes tear up as no response is given. "Why? Why are you being so mean?..." She looks up at the surrounding troops.

The soldiers look over their shoulders as Conrad approaches.

Captain:"General, what of this one?"

Wulf's eyes look over the scene and land on the Hell-Pup.

Conrad:"... Feed her to the dogs..."

Conrad walks away as a soldier approaches, holding the leashes of four ravenous dogs that are barking, snarling and growling at the Hell-Pup.

Conrad:"None must survive..."