At the same moment Mason was making a new companion, the human and hybrid race armies they were with in the realm of god's, were camped down back on the lands away from any town or village nowhere near any civilizations. they were completely alone on the vast road as among the many soldiers Five General gathered while there men were load cargo into carriages and horses.
angles that were unconscious or unable to fight were tied and bandaged while being thrown into cages. Men and woman that were captured would have there wings clipped, to be sold and so they wouldn't any means of escape. of course this also meant they would tortured and there fate may differ based on gender. this also included the children. Woman would go to Noble or dukes trained as whores, while the men as pure labor or just to be killed for fun. There fate was sealed, and that wasn't all, the corpses of God's were also being carried away, for they planed other uses for the corpse of the once immortal and powerful.
"I don't understand why we need there bodies Sam..." a rugged and older voice said firmly to a woman.
The woman then spoke up, dressed in all black cloth and holding a Bible of her church as well a rosary of her god around her neck. she had view hiding away her face but her eyes were also blindfold. her skin like pure silk behind the black cloth she wore as she was high priestess to her church. "Don't speak to harshly to me John... or do you alo wish to receive judgment..." she smiled softly in his direction, clearly looked to him. "our pope explained it ealier... but I'll gladly remind you... there are no other gods... besides our one true God. it's irrational that so many can call themselves so... yet still walk among Mortal like us... our pope declared them false gods and enemies to our church... and wanted there bodies to be studied upon... well... he didn't wish for what, but the Archbishop did, and the pope allowed for it. he wanted to know what made them gods... so we too can join our higher and Supreme one. Our pope also believes this was meant to be a task Sent to us by our lord himself so we may join, after so faithfully praying to him all this time. how else would we have been able to kill them... I'm overjoyed that well be one with him..." she said with her anglicized voice soon turning bitter and grim in her joy.
John, the man with the rugged tone soon looked to the ground while holding his own rosary within his fingers. "hm... I can recall now some of that.. however... those angels don't belong in plan... why must they now come along?"
another voice soon spoke up to answer him. this one of a younger man and one with a much more calmer tone and voice like silk to ones ears. "because John, how else will we keep those followers lords under our thumbs.... and the nobles and dukes? they are nothing but greedy and lustfuk savages..." while he spoke he toyed with his scythe swinging it along his body until he would stab it along the floor ground. "and as offerings... there bodies will keep our lord nourished and well and make sure we continue to thrive. but, it also is our reward to enjoy our spoils of war... I'm sure our lord won't mind after all the work we put in for him... this job wasn't easy and was all in his name. go on and enjoy some of them... I know I will after such a long battle... and those woman look just right especially... the children...." he voice changed savagely and grim as he stabbed into the caged piecing the leg of one of them inside. a scream heard as his expression was pure bliss across his face aa he listened to their cries.
"you may enjoy your food and toys Zak... I just wish to be back at the church and spend time refreshing myself." among the five, John had the largest and wildest build. he massive in size and covered in thick hair. anyone could mistake him wmfor a werewolf, but like Zak, he had on black long coat and white Armour only his covered his waist while Zak has light Armour that made it easy to move in. as Zak pulled away from the carriages of cages and licking the blood at the tip of his weapon he then spoke to them both. "Your no fun... but to each there own... right sam?"
she nodded and then looked around. "hmm... have anyone of you see Alfred? he should have been here by now... and his group... someone like him shouldn't have been killed so easily"
"he's dead I'm afraid..." a woman, with a royal and firm hard tone said as she tossed the man they called Alfred, his head over to them.
she spoke more. "he was already beheaded when I found him. along with his men. clean." she sat down and back against a try and unlike them, possessed no church attire I was a one piece suit that had open sleeves along her legs and arms. her body muscular yet still fit and small. he had bracers around her palms and she was a orge. her green skin was much more notice than the others because of her different race. and her attitude less refined than the priestess.
"i see..." Sam said looked over to Freda. "I can't imagine you would betray us after the deal we struck... so I will take your word for is Freda. however did you catch and kill who did this"
"no.. I didnt... but i can tell you there was sigh of a struggle. and not from them. the house was in flames when we got it where we found'em but, there a lot of fighting outside... and it was ruthless. blood at every step my party took. who ever did must have been a God or some demon. there magic was rested to a degree but that all looked pure strength..." she explained.
soon a small goblin with what looked executioner Armour and attire came out to them hunging from a tree as he spoke in broken English. his belt and pockets filled with daggers and toxins. "all dead... his team... no track from culprits... lord is not happy... we must tell!"
"and we will" Sam said going over to pet the goblin general as he was smitten with her allowing it.
"Let's hurry home... and you both will get your rewards... and the rest of the other dwarves and elves that came here." she said as they were followers, yet as well treated very differently thanks to there race.
"reward... all I want... is little ones... for family... to tender... and tight" the goblin sig said cutting his own hand and licking his blood. he hurried to get on top of a carriag and waited.
"he is excited... but yes let's go... whoever this stranger that killed Alfred... won't live to long... of to rizgard. we can drop of some of these cages there first... then continue. I'm sure our curch will be pleased" John said to them as Sam agreed following him to carriage to get in as will did Zak and Frida.
"YOU GEARD HIM, GET MOVING!" Frida yelled as the army they had started to move together. the four of them inside one carriage while Sig outside on the roof kept an eye around them.
"I'm not the only interested in this new third party involvement right?" Frida said sitting beside same across to the other two men.
John responded.
"I am too, but we don't exactly know anything other than there freakish strength."
"a demon... or maybe a devil?" Sam Suggested and got looks from everyone.
"that's not possible. for one thing, the eight devils, have been asleep for millenia... they might as well be ruled dead... and demon were severely weak even up there than normal." Zak said.
"but what else could it be? no way an angel or we would have seen more blood or even magic left over" Frida said and this surprised them.
"so your saying... no magic was left behind...? you don't just fight off Alfred's men and leave unscathed" Sam said as thing now worried them.
"no devil... or angel, and Definitely not a demon. maybe a traitor? a human here" Sam said outlouf sharing he thoughts.
"If so... they created an enemy of the church and they are enemy to our god." John said firmly and still pondered in thought of the sudden new arrival of this threat that opposes there church and grand plan.
Freda spoke up again and had looked at them. "deal with this threats isn't part of my team of mercenaries... if you want it done you'll need to firm a new contract... our business is done..." she said as her people were made up of many races, rougue hunters and mixed people all about followed her leadership.
Sam nodded softly. "of course... you'll all be very well compensated... however. that is for the Archbishop to decide. but you know that don't you" she smiled with malevolent intention behind her peaceful daminer. "Let's just prepare for the long trip... and hopefully this town will help us prepare for the road... our church does influence through the kingdom and many of its lords and royalty. We should everything we need... and we can fetch more funds with the city's black market... I see no other reason why we should keep this fallen angels"
sig peaked his head through the upper frame of the window outside and crawled on in sitting on the ground crouched on all fours. "Sell... Play... Gut... Fuck... or. even to satisfy ones hunger" he grinned as then Sam stepped on his head gently but then firmly her heal on his head keeping him down as he grinned like a mindless dog looking up to her.
"yes, we know dear Sig. and you'll get paid and compensated as well. your people know how to make such fine weapons and get such dangerous tools. it's the least the church can do for you assist in the grand plan they have set forth." she said and felt his tongue on her boots as she the. stepped further on his head and now tongue to keep him in his place.
John spoke up again. "Let us hope this isn't a mistake. Remember what the prophesied. a dark aura, yet a light cloud was going to bring forth death and force there streght through our church... for all we know... thus strange power that isn't meant to roam our world has been birthed in our attack. we could face our own rapture."
"hahaha! I can't wait. if a creature can be born from the deaths of gods, demons and angels then I wish for the moment to challenge them. I want to know who would be stronger... myself of them... and for all we know this creature is but a infant... we should start searching homes thoroughly to pluck this threat before it matures..." he suggested as he also then contradicted himself.
Freda, listened as she couldn't but believe she involved herself with monsters. then again she had her own reason to be part of there church. it wasn't just a contract that kept her under a leash, but also material and people's were kept away from her as she was forced and blackmailed to do what the church says. on the surface, she had her people believe they were just jobs. and that overtime they would sanctified. it was a blissful belief. but she knew better than to trust humans. and any church. but in her eyes, there was nothing she could do. as things went on, for years, she knew to understand and get use to problem. for years she was but a puppet. and her people were, but pawns. she spoke up to them. "well separate at Rizgard, I need my people elsewhere. keep a the cages, we just want the money. and I'll always be in contact for the next mission and assignment" she said as John then spoke.
"sounds fine for us... we will always eaen more with all the profits... but I suppose that isn't what matters now does it... so be it. once at Rizgard, we'll talk to the church there about a payment for you, you'll even get more than deserved if you and your kind play nice" he said as the sight of a large city was coming up ahead and a river now beside them on the road.
"May God protect us all" she said scowling at him as she then looked away out the other cabin seeing but forest all her view.