There are times when you must make the hard decision. When the satanists of Ninth Circle raided OTS, Sammael and Kacus made that decision. Outnumbered, they bravely defended the Hall. Facing certain death, the two soldiers of the shade raced into the room in which the satanic hoard was fighting a brave guardian. Overwhelmed at first, the brave Tainted Knights, had to reconsider their tactics. And several minutes later, they returned to the fray. Springing a magical web over the heathens, Kacus immobilized them. Panic ensued. The fanatics organization fell apart. One by one, the samurai, Sammael, stalked his prey. Marked by Kacus, they were easy to pick off. Little attempt was made to fight the Shade off. Although they had the greater numbers, they had no courage. The evening was filled with the deathcries of these fools. The gusts from Kacus' manipulation of the wind could be felt all throughout the castle. Sammael's daggers dripped with blood and gore. More than defense happened this night. More than war. Annhilation. A message was sent to all who do not serve Ahriman's cause. "Your end is near."
Posted by Farg at July 30, 2005 06:59 PM