RAIZEL

DANTE

The other four guards, upon the realization of the death of their leader became so enraged that they forgot who I was and launched an all out attack. I mind-linked Zander and the other guards to stand down, opting to handle the situation my own way.

It was a rarity for me to land the first blow. I always liked my opponent, or in this case opponents, to land an attack. The severity of the attack and what mood I was in determined my counter-attack.

A fist landed on my face, striking me in the cheek and forcing my head to roll to the side.  I could taste the metallic flavor of blood on my own skin and I laughed internally. My head turned back in time to intercept another attack from another minion. The one that landed the first attack, a blonde haired guy, eyed me with so much rage that you would think I killed his mate.

I looked pointedly at him with an evil smirk. “My turn.”