Wudang: Legends Of Qi Earth 215 Night District III : The Left Arm

They were already getting an audience, the gates had opened and quite a few soldiers had stepped out, but after Victoria's impromptu announcement, no one seemed ready or willing to make a move. Jin had dug his grave, and quite frankly he would have to carry that cross all by himself. Not that Alex minded that, but the world was a place that responded to power, and not just power, it responded to a determination and drive to wield it when necessary, there was no escape for Jin as Alex knew teaching this guy a lesson was the only way to get the others in line.

"Your highness I apologize! Please forgive me my mistakes I had no idea who you were, or who your fiancée is. This was a mistake; it would never happen again." Of course it won't happen again, Alex was going to make sure of it.

"Do not apologize and do not look at her! You're dealing with me now, and so I'll ask you again; which of your limbs are you most attached to?" Alex asked as he took a step closer to Jin; who turned his gaze in Victoria's direction hoping that she would help him, but all she gave was a blank look, Jin knew at that moment that even she wanted to make an example of him, regardless of if they shared the same bloodline.

"I'm most attached to me left arm." Jin replied, keeping a straight face in an attempt to look noble. And seeing how he spoke out loud, he was probably trying to make a martyr of himself, with the other soldiers watching, no matter what Alex did, he would be no more than a tyrant and an overbearing outsider to them all, his command of the army won't be as smooth as he'd want it to be.

But Alex didn't care, and he honestly didn't mind being seen as an overbearing outsider, it would take time for him to foster a good relationship with the army, and such relationships are built based on the victories of the battlefield. They'll fall in line eventually. Alex took a step forward as the fire mask seemed to bleed out of his skin and cover his face.

The moment he did that, an intense pressure was felt, the temperature increased as the fire mask took a familiar black and red hue and the shadow or better yet the illusory form of Xeron showed in full force behind Alex, 25 meters tall and 35 meters long, an ancient salamander almost at the power of a dragon.

It stands to reason that no one expected Alex to be able to bring forth this sort of power, he seemed so young, but beyond that he really didn't have the look of someone capable of doing much. Well the people who followed him here knew better than most that Alex was full of surprises, this was not surprising, it was just expected.

Jin took a step back, but Alex had already stretched forth his hand to grab the neck of the man, simply put Ji n couldn't fight back, he was now under the full command of a superior and not just any superior but a royal. He might not be killed, but fighting back against the expected punishment would make it that much harder for him to plead his case. The only thing he could possibly do, was to allow Alex have his way and torture him for a bit before letting him go.

Unfortunately for Jin; Alex never did anything halfway. Black veins with a reddish hue began to spread all over the body of Jin. The man screamed in pain as he pulled away and turned towards the gate of the camp. His comrades all felt a chill crawl up their spine as steam began to hiss and escape from his body. Blood spilled out of his nose and ears, every single drop boiling with heat as the blackness and poison of black ash spread from his neck down to the chest, stomach, and below his waist in rapid succession.

He took a step towards the camp, arms outstretched I n pain as he cried out for help, but no one seemed too willing to help him. And that was because in all honesty they had no idea how to do so. Not to mention the sight in front of them was so jarring and nerve wracking all they could do was stand there and watch as Jin went through the worst sort of pain imaginable.

Soon enough the blackness and spread of the black ash had spread all over his head and down to his feet. He managed to take one last step, before his entire body, now completely burned and poisoned by the black ash feel apart to the ground, looking nothing more than lumps of blazing charcoal,

Alex moved towards the pile that used to be Jin and then used his feet to sift through the rubble, then he kicked out, sending an object out of the piled and over the heads of the soldiers gathered outside to smash into the wooden gate. Though it didn't break, the gate shook with enough force that it shocked everyone including Alex himself about how much power he could muster from just keeping an object.

"That's what's left of your insubordinate friend, if anyone else have a complaint about that, then you can bring it up to my face. But if you don't, then you all better sit the fuck up, because if anyone of you is less than the stellar soldiers of the empire of heaven, everybody will pay a price."

Threatening people might seem somewhat extreme, but Alex needed to make a statement, and it was as colorful and as elegant as it could get. And they looked at him like he was a monster, Sure Jin was an asshole, but this seemed like a very terrible way to die, none the less if they thought he was a monster than that's fine, it serves his purpose. But the thing is…. Alex didn't think they were wrong.

Chapter end