Ladies and Gentlemen. Today I have another comic for you, some of you remember that in my last comic I said ‘Their strongest rival is yet to come’. Enough nonsense, let’s find out what happens now! Kocoski: How did you.. she was a... PyroKnight: Hold your tongue boy. I pause him in his tracks, before he could say anything we hear loud shriek coming from where I left the dead goddess, I then hear a loud scream of terror, cursing, shrieking, earth-shattering, of a deep male voice. ???: WHOEVER DID THIS, I WILL FIND YOU!! Kocoski: He sounds angry... should we go see what’s going on. PyroKnight: We shouldn’t get involved, Boy. Before we could leave, the deep voiced man found us, and stopped us just as we took two steps away. Diyon: OI! Kocoski and I turned to face him. Kocoski was shaking, I turned slowly. He grabbed us by the head and he pulled us down. Diyon: Listen to me you two... come with me. I shake off his hand, and pull Kocoski back, free from Diyon’s grasp. He looked furious as if a bull was staring at a red wall. We follow Diyon he stomps his feet causing cracks into the ground. He points at Xephanez, who is now dead. Diyon: Did you do this? Kocoski: Well... Diyon: DID YOU DO THIS?! PyroKnight: The Boy has nothing to do with it... I killed her. Diyon turned to face me, more angrier than he was before. He was breathing heavily, he was sweating, he was looking at the person who killed someone close to him. Diyon: You killed... my... daughter. Now you’re going to help me bring her back. Kocoski: She was... your daughter? I have seen multiple people angry, but I’ve never seen rage like his. Diyon: Carry her... and follow me. Kocoski: More walking? Aww come on.. PyroKnight: She will just attack us again. Diyon: She’s cocky, she always picks fights. You should’ve left her alone. PyroKnight: Then take better care of your children. Diyon: I’m sorry? What did you just say to me? PyroKnight: If you kept a better eye on her, she wouldn’t have faced her cruel fate. Kocoski: She looked... uncontrollable. Maybe we should give her another chance. I gaze at Diyon with a mean look. PyroKnight: Keep your daughter under control and you have yourself a deal. Diyon: Fine... So we marched forth back to a wooden cottage. It was very small, it couldn’t possibly fit all three of us inside. When Diyon opened the door it was exactly the opposite of what it looked like on the outside. It was a very large room. Chandeliers were hanging on the ceiling, the floor was made of iron and stone. Diyon: My other daughter should be back soon. She went gather some herbs. Put Xephanez on the table please. With no disregard I drop the body on the floor, however Diyon stares at the body as if something were wrong. Diyon: Where’s the head? Where’s the bloody head?! Kocoski: It must’ve been back at the grass patch when PyroKnight ripped it off. Diyon turned to face me in a angry manner. Diyon: You ripped off my daughter’s head?! What is wrong with you? You psychopath! Find her head, I can’t mend her body without it. PyroKnight: Fine... while we wait. To be continued...
