Commander Stafford Valerius
Not more than half an hour later, Commander Stafford Valerius strode through the doors to the council hall with a handful of men dressed in armor behind him. He was commander of the city guard, elected by the King and Queen two years ago after him and his men protected the city against a small demon attack. The original commander had been killed and so, Stafford took his place as commander of the City watch.
Stafford and his men strode up to where the King and Queen sat and knelt down on one knee. “Your Grace,” Stafford said as he lifted his head. “My men did not find any signs of an explosion or demon attack. However, we did find a body. We believe that it is the body of the leader of the J.W. Gang, Vergil the Snake. It looked as if his head had been shot off, yet the skin around the wound was cauterized. My investigators are looking into the cause of his death.
“We found one of his henchmen, Ox, a few blocks away on the verge of passing out,” he glanced at the Queen with a look of apology. What he was about to say was too gruesome for a lady to hear. But it had to be said. “His arm had been ripped apart up to the elbow. It was cauterized as well, leading us to believe it was the same weapon used. He kept repeating something about a woman using electricity. I believe this to be the work of a demon. It might even be connected to the blast.”
Commander Valerius stood and gave his King and Queen a bow. “My men are currently searching the city for anyone or anything that may resemble a demon or any who show signs of supernatural power.”