Draig walked through the mostly ruined camp and reunited with his faction only to find them surrounded, he sighed as he shook his head and drew his sword.
"Systematic Slaying: Conqueror's Fang" spoke Draig loud enough for the enemy's attention to fall on him who seemed to blur from his position and appear on the other side of their circle.
Draig allowed the Thousand Fold Blade to click back into it's sheath which seemed to be the signal as several of the people who had been in his way fell to pieces alarming the rest.
"Such a waste of manpower" muttered Draig but the silence from his previous action allowed it to be heard by everyone present.
"W-who the hell are you" shouted one of the Spliced Faction members in a frightened manner.
"There are two answers to that question, I am either your new master or. . . . . I am your killer" stated Draig simply causing the people surrounding his group to become speechless.
