Brutalizing Khan

To tell him how to kill--

To tell him how to be the warden.

This would have resulted in unfathomable anger-- if that wasn't already what consumed him.

Khan is defeated, Hinata is pushed away, Aliona is pinned against the wall due to a constant torrent of liquid, and Hailin...

When Somnus manages to find the willpower to speak, he offers the man the last words he'd hear among the living--

"So. Did. I."

The triger of Khan's magitech device gets pulled, and the end result is to be expected.

A massive blast of energy crashes into Hailin's torso. Somnus should have used his remains to continue fueling his profane enchanted spine-- but he wasn't exactly thinking clearly.

All he wanted was to feel. Once he could feel, the anger consumed him. Once consumed-- Hailin's fate had been sealed.

Crimson paints the dungeon walls, and Hailin Karasu is no more.

Aliona is released. Hinata, Hibiki, Khan, even Illaron- are ignored. Somnus stares on with a blank expression, mouth wide open. He'd done it- he'd killed. Not just another face. Not just another prisoner. This wasn't some faceless soldier in the crowds. This wasn't just another number.

This was one who once fought alongside him. Someone he once viewed as a close friend. Someone who'd expressed romantic interest in him. Someone who belonged to a family who'd taken him in.

Someone he once cared about, now dead, just like Noa, just like Telaman.

This endless, fruitless cycle of death and rebirth. This endless misery and pain, this endless suffering. He hated it- he hated Kraus, he hated Azrael, he hated the divine--

He hates god.

"...so...did...I."
(Somnus Illarian)
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Hinata Yukishiro says, "... Damn it all."
The Archon floats in, if only to see the traces of violence all over the room. That was rather... surprising for the Tempest to see, and he gave it a large squint.

Gazing upon the defeated ones, his sight promptly shifted towards Somnus, if only to exclaim.

"Look at you, Somnus."

"Quite a number you did there."

A wry smirk painted over the Archon's face; yet, suddenly, it turned into unamused, almost furious expression - a sparkle of crimson in his eyes gazed upon everyone in the crowd, speaking once more.

"Might I remind you that this is your Warden, and this is his prison. If you're locked up in here, you're his property, and should obey."

"Those that decide to attempt battling the Warden will be executed."
(Zaruma)


Samael Khan says, "Well fuck."

Samael Khan says, "I am no ones property."

Zaruma says, "I'm growing tired of this Oscuri. A second time he thinks he's a guest, even after he was granted a luxury of survival."
Upon entering the establishment, Ru knows exactly what to expect. Crimson paints the wall, the trigger having finally been pulled after each and every interruption. A miracle, really!

The collar is twirled on a single finger while the remote is clutched in her other hand. "Somnus," she speaks up. "I had a collar made for you. For that one in particular." Her head nods towards the Oscuri, though his words provoke a smile.

"That is, of course, if he's still alive within the next ten minutes or so. If not, someone else can wear it."
(Ru Xiang)


Zaruma says, "Execute him at will, Somnus, but I do not wish to see trash like him in my city."

Samael Khan says, "Your one to talk."
The Oscuri pushed his luck too far.

The scythe of the Archon was drawn, aiming to pounce upon Samael for his transgressions done. No one insulted the Tempest like that, especially not a captive that would step out of their line.

Fell Wind began to gather quickly, becoming apparent to those in the room. Things were about to get bloody.

"You arrogant ape--!"

A leap, and the Archon aimed to drive his scythe into Oscuri. No mercy was shown.
(Zaruma)

Ru held up her arms, collar, remote, and all used as a measly shield. "Hey, hey- let me get out of the way first!" She complains, quickly leaping back to press against the wall. Safety first...
(Ru Xiang)

Khan would rise to his feet, he was heavily nerfed and stood next to know chance in this fight, he knew that. But he also knew that for attacking Somnus he was likely dead anyway, this purple haired cocksucker wasn't gonna talk down to him. He'd look to Zaruma.

"Alright you Purple Haired Cocksleeve, take that glorified piece of farm equipment you've got there and shove it up your ass, probably not the first time you've had something up there. I fear not you or any creature."

He'd snap his fingers and summon forth three spirits. "Nor do I fear not the reaper, I know he is waiting for me. I shall meet him with pride." He'd lunge at the Archon as well, no weapon in hand as Somnus had it.
(Samael Khan)

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Just as he'd begun to feel remorse, the pain of regret, the torment of memories that he'd rather keep locked away--

A second wind of anger comes flooding into the beast. All this disrespect, all these prisoners, all these enemies-- it made him angry, but it made him feel alive.

Something he hadn't fully appreciated, until falling into a metaphorical pit of nothingness.

Zaruma gets a brief glance, hardly getting the chance to make an attempt at speech- before Khan seals his fate. "The only reason- he lives- is for the Naga." Somnus' gaze shifts to Ru.

"Give, the collar...to Xin."

Exhausted, bloodied, bruised, weary- angered.

If he didn't have any fresh mental scars to mediate on before, he certainly had them now.
(Somnus Illarian)

He would hit the ground hard, bloody and injured. But still he'd rise to his feet and spit out some blood, looking to Zaruma. "Yeah buddy, good fight, keep going." He'd declare. "Hit me for all its worth, and fuck your friend out of a possible trade. If I die here I may at least take comfort in that." He'd say with a nod.

Once more he would summon forth three spirits. His thoughts would turn to his wife, his words would ensure he likely didn't see her again.

But still he'd fight, he could apologise to her when he saw her again in the beyond. "Such power..." He'd remark. "Impressive I'll admit. A shame its used by one so bland as yourself, Archon number... whatever you are." Once more he'd lunge at the Archon.
(Samael Khan)

Hibiki averts her eyes from Khan's next battle. Hailin was no more too.. Were they both always this stupid and weak? -No, she never truly thought that. Her incompetency to them began to weigh down on her. Was she really willing to let them die?.. Tears filled Hibiki's golden eyes again as she'd still be crying on the floor. Yes. I'm used to losing, and I'll continue to lose until I have more power... I'm willing to lose a lot more for what I want. Good bye Hailin... and you too Mr.Khan.
(Hibiki Remira)

For what it's worth, the Archon had no emotion displayed on his expression with exception of mild agitation; that much was certain, he would not stand for such insults made by the Oscuri.

Hitting and slashing Samael, the Oscuri was thrashed all across the room; of course, he gave his everything to fight back against the Tempest, but it simply was not enough. Close quarters combat, combined with the strength of Archon were too much for him. The odds didn't look so good.

"You talk too much."

Without allowing Samael much time to stand up, Zaruma lunged at him once more. He might die here and then in just a few.
(Zaruma)


Samael Khan exclaims, "You don't talk enough!"
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Aliona says, "Aliona will get collar for illaron now."
The Oscuri was quickly overpowered by the Archon. It was uneven match, and any that would expect otherwise were clearly unwise; but it was a lesson to be taught, and the Archon did not hold back, which could result in the kill amidst the combat.

For better or worse, it did not. Yet, Khan's story did not end there.

The moment that Samael was sent flying against the wall, Archon slammed him against it with his whole body weight. Even the scythe was discarded, and instead, he began beating him down with his fists - hits delivered all across his face, abdomen, ribcage, everywhere.

Each hit resonated like a shot from mana rifle, each hit getting only faster in it's execution after the previous one; as much as Samael was a talker, he had all of the wind beaten out of him, his lungs crushed beneath the broken ribs, and lacerations all over his body that were created from sheer strength of blows were quick to create a pool of blood beneath him.

Khan could feel his legs becoming weak, unwillingly letting him down and his body dropping to the ground. But did the Archon stop? No, the brutality kept going.

He suddenly grasped the Oscuri by his hair, if only to lift up his head and smash his face into ground-- again-- and again, and again, each hit accelerating the process. Any non-magi would be certainly dead, but Khan? His face was disfigured, covered in horrible wounds.

Zaruma finally let go, and standing up, he placed his boot on his bloodied face.

"Learned your lesson, primitive?"
(Zaruma)

Aliona has entered the room.


Aliona says, "Aliona thought he had collar.."

Aliona says, "Sorry illaron."

Illaron says, "Alas."

Aliona says, "Was sure aliona had it.."
He'd feel as his ribs broke and pressed down onto his lungs, lacerations covering his body and blood pooling beneath him.
Soon his legs would give out and he'd drop to the ground, yet still the attacks kept coming.

Disfigured, covered in horrid wounds... yet not dead yet. He'd feel a boot pressed to his face and while he was sure he'd probably be killed regardless of his answer, for once the Oscuri could admit he was defeated, he could press himself no further.

So despite the damaged lungs he'd manage to mutter out, "Yeah... lesson learned..." He'd saw, coughing up blood before adding in. "A-All... All good dude..." He'd lay stunned after managing to speak, disfigured and broken. Awaiting his fate.
(Samael Khan)

The Archon stared down upon the Oscuri this entire time, awaiting for the answer.

And once he heard it, the boot was finally removed. A smile appeared on his face, one that expressed genuine kindness - but in this situation, it was not fitting at all, and it made such appearance only all more wicked and twisted, as if suggesting something of malicious intent.

If Khan suspected as much, he wasn't wrong. Fear is what controls people, and if Oscuri wouldn't show proper respect, then he'd be exposed to fear.

As a final punishment, the Fell Winds suddenly lifted Samael up, smashing his back against the ceiling with overwhelming strength. It would certainly cause a lot more pain, and combined with broken ribcage, it made the matters only worse. The landing didn't help it either...

"Good. Now you understand."

He turned to Somnus, speaking up.

"Have Eiphraem visit this one as soon as possible. If we can actuallyhave use for him-- then fine. I do not expect him to be loyal to us, however."

"Oh, and also-- take this."

An item was offered towards Somnus.
(Zaruma)