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Chris' last weapon was destroyed with ease with Zaleth superior magical energy backing his sword strokes. The wall of towards the end of his stork was utterly destroyed and the weather change outside was sure to catch an immense amount of attention from around Victarith. Zaleth and Vexia were right about one thing this would be the end Zaleth would feel all the suffering he cause while he pursued his ambitions. Robbing the people of a kind and benevolent king nearly ending his bloodline entirely just to put his own son on the thrown, despicable. I don't need a lecture on how far I've fallen from someone like you. What I have done was done for the people of this city in which you wounded. You are a plague on the people of this city an infestation that can no longer be ignored. Zaleth you are the one who will burned into ashes a disease cleansed in fire so that the city may have hopes in healing the wound you inflicted." Chris still held the handle of the black elven blade the was cut in twain.

for the large part Vexia's attempts to add fuel to the fire raging inside Chris was wasted energy he knew everything she said repetition of Zaleth's crimes would serve no purpose. Zaleth's sword strokes had degraded quickly and where nothing more that just swings of brute force easily avoided by even most freshly trained recruits, the only thing to be said about them is the strength behind them made them quick. Vexia wasn't even really all there so even as Chris moved to dodge Zaleth's attacks she remained where she was. Finding an opening quickly through his brutish swings Chris raised his shattered blade high. he did not know how, but two words echoed in his mind. "DRAGONS BLOOD!" The once shattered blade he held reformed itself in and intense fire reforming the blade and even going beyond it's normal length, it threatened to even pierce the roof above.

Their blade clashed for a mere second before the sword crafted only for show disintegrated from existence now leaving Zaleth with nothing but a handle of a sword. "May the gods in all their benevolence show your soul mercy in the afterlife because you shall receive none from me." Chris brought the entire flaming pillar down upon Zaleth threatening to cut him in twain and burn the two pieces to ash should he do nothing. The entire time he did not even notice both Raine and Nathaniel carrying his love Marenda safely away from the battle.