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Zuu steps back a bit and chants another incantation in that awful, grating language, and within seconds the rune she drew glows fiery red (the Angelic wards usually glow yellow) and the door explodes inward, splinters flying everywhere, shattering the glass of his window and knocks over several items on the Guard Captain's desk, where the Captain himself sits startled, the man's piercing blue eyes wide. "What in hell?" asks the man, but he reacts too late. Within moments Zuu has thrown the robes off and dashes forward over the desk, the gold slowly "trickling" from her wings and hair, showing the bloody crimson underneath as she lifts the man by the throat, a big smile on her face. Strangely, her smile holds hardly any malice, but her grip around the man's windpipe is enough to show her intentions. "Hi there, friend! I'm afraid you've been a little bad. And, it's time for you to pay for your crimes. Don't worry! I'll make it quick." she says cheerily, though the last few words are said with a dangerous edge to them.

The man, whose arms are still free, gasps as he grasps for his dagger and swings it wildly at Zuu's face, the blessed blade searing her flesh as it slashes across her cheek, causing her to cry out and recoil momentarily, stepping back a few steps as she drops the man, who quickly gains his bearings. He hadn't become Captain for nothing, and his stance shows quite a bit of fighting skill. He grins. He thought he had the upper hand due to his blessed blades, and he was sure more guards were on their way. He draws his sword from its scabbard, holding the dagger in his offhand. "C'mon then, luv! Try and take me!" he says boastfully. When Zuu looks back up, her gaze is intense and angry. "You shouldn't've done that," she says, growling, "you should've just died like a good little man."

She dashes at him quickly as he swings his blade, ducking under the blessed steel and knocking his arm away as she delivers a powerful punch to his stomach, the force throwing him back against the wall with a loud "oof". He falls to his knees as a small trickle of blood drips from his mouth. He raises his dagger to try and parry Zuu's next attack, but she's too quick, kicking the dagger from his hand, causing it to clatter uselessly to the ground beside them. She then kicks him in the face with enough force to shatter a few of his teeth, his body going limp momentarily. This gives her the opportunity to dash over and grasp his dagger, and although the hilt burns her flesh she grits her teeth and deals with it. "You're going to regret hurting a guardian, dirt!" she almost yells at him, her voice laced with madness. She crouches down beside him and begins to saw at his blade arm, right at the joint in his elbow.

The man begins to scream terrible screams as blood leaves his body, and this just causes Zuu to cut faster. More guards arrive suddenly, as she's about halfway through, and she turns to greet them with a dagger thrown into the eye of the closest one. She lets out a feral growl as she turns back to her primary prey and tears his arm off at the elbow, having sawn enough off to allow her superior strength to do the rest of the work. She spins back around just as the first guard dashes at her, using the dismembered forearm to bash the man in the face, breaking his nose and spraying blood on the guard behind him, who's severely traumatised. Before he has time to react, she dashes at him as well, driving the bony part of the forearm through the man's stomach with a disgusting crunch as she moves on to the next, tearing his spear from his hands and throwing him out the window, where he falls ten stories to his death. She turns back to the guard captain, who's bleeding severely from the stump where his arm was minutes ago. She grins as she kneels down beside him, running a bloody hand down his face, smearing hot red substance over his rough features. She hopes she's got an audience in her "sisters".
"No use running from justice, you see?" she says tenderly as she gestures back to the severely wounded and dead guards. The Captain is too damaged to respond. "No answer? Well, I suppose I'll have to show you the seriousness of your crime in a more...palatable manner."

She lifts him up by the throat again, shoving him against the wall right next to the window. She reaches behind her for the spear -- she had taken it for this very purpose -- and pulls it from her back, slowly running it down the man's stomach, trembling with gruesome delight at all the suffering she feels from him. She pulls her arm back and, after just a moment of anticipation, slams it forward, bringing the tip of the spear with her. The spear point goes into the man's chest right below his sternum, puncturing the lower parts of both lungs as it drives all the way through him, barely missing his spine and driving deep into the stone wall behind him. One of the good things about cursed weaponry is its strength, and the spearpoint buries itself deep within the wall before it's too damaged to continue. She steps back and admires her work, nodding with approval. Then, she gets another idea, causing her grin to grow. If one saw only her, they'd simply see a gleeful little girl, but her surroundings make her innocence much less believable, and so does her next action. She runs two fingertips through the blood that pours from the man's arm and flaps her wings so that she hovers just above him, writing something in blood upon the wall above his head in the beautiful, swooping font of the Angelic language. As she steps back to admire her work, she smiles happily. "Perfect!" she says, and she gathers up her now bloodstained robes before diving out the window and spreading her wings to their full width, swooping off into the night.

The text upon the wall reads, in dripping bloody letters, "Now Darkness Reigns"...