“… What a shame, j was hoping you’d put up more of a fight, so much for being the king of the dead.”
Virgo swiftly kicked the king onto his back, bringing his foot upon his chest and digging his heel into it’s chest.. his hand slowly rising towards his face.. (note, this man hasn’t even TOUCHED his staff yet-)
“… I suppose I thought to much about you.”
.. And well, a bit of ball of.. pure hatred, so to speak, crushed down on the kings head.. making every limb of it sinking into the ground, as the once dark atmosphere, immediately lifted.. it was now bright and slightly sunny again.. to think, something as “weak” as that, could cause environmental changes.
"to.. uh.. t-to... *long uncomfortable pause* to make sure you still recognize me! yeah.. that's it... i- i was worried that um... you wouldn't be able to figure out if it was me and... uh... an think i was robbing you! and i was sooooo worried, it kept me up allll night long- so... i... ran a little experiment.. . to make sure you could still recognize me.... heh.."
she's... im sorry to do this to you but she's kind of an idiot
