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"You no longer belong here."
The king raised his hand high in the air, and lowered it to point his finger at Thant.
Thant was the oldest, wisest, and strongest of the king's knights. "Why, my lord? What have I done that I deserve death?"
The king replied in a smug tone. "This."
The king was suddenly enveloped into a cocoon of light that surrounded his entire body. The cocoon bagen to crack, and a large winged demon, armed in full body armor and two large serrated blades.
"You gave me this curse.... the curse of hell! To strike a seed within your superior, to make a clone of yourself within me, and then kill me to take my power. Heh, quite an ingenious plan, you had there."
Thant transformed, as large, torn wings spread and two rusty bloodied blades in his hands. "How long have you known of this, my king?"
"Long enough to know how to use it against you!" The king surged forth holding the first blade, a long samurai blade with a serrated ocean wave pattern carved into it, carried forwards with the tip pointed at Thant's neck, and the other sword, a 12- foot long butcher's knife with feather-like spikes jutting from the blade, sideways as thugh it were a wing. Thant merely snapped his fingers, and a large silvery aura appeared around Thant. As the king grew closer and closer, Thant's aura expanded. The king stopped, and a golden aura appeared around him. Seeming to charge his swords, he gathered them high in the air and taunted Thant.
"YOUR SCHEME ENDS HERE, MONSTER!"
The king swung both of his blades through Thant.
"Hahahaha..... Did you honestly think that the power of swords can kill me? You may have exploited this power for long, BUT NOT LONG ENOUGH! NOW YOU WILL DIE!!"
Thant held his hands out to his sides, closed his hands into fists, and punched the king in the face. The king's armor slowly disintegrated, then the swords, and then, slowly and ever so painfully, the kings body. When nothing remained or the king but a small pile of ashes, Thant turned, now restored, and holding two new swords- the very swords that the king was holding. He faced the other knights, suspended in shock and paralyzed from fear.
"So, who wants to go first?"