"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Dave asked Jeruzen as the two stand on the roof of one the tallest building in Metropolitan Nethilor.
"I've been waiting for this moment to come. I won't let him get away for sure this time." Jeruzen said.
"Just make sure to don't make too much ruckus. Zancrow's lackey's are just around the area." He warned him. "You wouldn't want to alarm the whole Metropolis, wouldn't you?"
"I will eliminate him before he'll be able to scream for help." Jeruzen said as he clinched his fist in anger. Hearing that name makes his blood boils.
"If you need anything, I'll be just up here." Dave uttered.
"Thanks for the concern but I will not gonna need it tonight." He said as he walks away.
He maneuvers on the rooftops of buildings in the vicinity. He clearly watched every streets and alleyways searching for Zancrow below. Not for long, he found him outside a tavern having a small chitchats with his lackeys and followers.
His appearance exceed among the crowds with his robust paladin armor and his bulky ginormous body. He is so arrogant and full of himself just like how he is back then. Jeruzen could clearly hear their conversation and the topic was all about the greatness of Zancrow, of how he was being admired by the people around him. Hearing those conversation makes him sick to the point that he wants to smash his face right away.
Jeruzen waited patiently for Zancrow to leave the crowded streets and off to somewhere quieter and empty. He did not wait for long and Zancrow did walk away from the crowd and bid farewell.
Zancrow was on his way to his home, yet he kinds of having suspicion about something. He discreetly roamed his eyes around the area upon feeling the presence of someone following him. Subsequently, he decides to enter an empty alleyways and lure the person there.
"I know you're there. Show yourself." He said as soon as he stopped in the middle of an empty and dark alley.
Without any hesitation, Jeruzen revealed himself to Zancrow.
"Jeruzen!" Zancrow was indeed terrified to see Jeruzen. It was like he see ghost from the dead.
"Long time no see, godfather!" He sneered upon seeing the face of the man he had been hating all this time.
"What a great time to see you here? Look how much you have grown." He give him a menacing smile. "You and your father look very much alike. Oh, if only he's alive to see your face right now."
"Perhaps, you would like to follow him in the afterlife and tell him stories of how will I kill you." He glared at him. "After all these years of hiding in the shadows, guilt have eaten me for running away and not even give him the justice he deserves. But now, I'm gonna end this by taking your pathetic life."
Zancrow just laughed maniacally at Jeruzen and somehow show a psychotic expression on his face. "You're still holding unto that. Years have already passed. Everyone had already moved on and besides, no one will know how he died." He laughed again like an insane vicious criminal.
"Enough talk! I have come here to eliminate you." He equipped his hands with blades made purely of lightning. "Your reign ends here tyrant."
"You don't have enough strength!" Zancrow screamed as he pulled out his sword.
Suddenly, Jeruzen dash in a lightning speed and made a slice through Zancrow's thick armor.
'What speed…And the strength that knows no fear. To think, there is someone who would defy me like this.' A series of thoughts appeared on Zancrow's mind.
In the nick of time, Zancrow's blooded body fell unto the ground and everything went quiet.
"That was fast." Jeruzen muttered as son as he got on his feet.
He turned his back away and was about to leave the area when something surprised him from behind.
"Arrrghhh!!!" A sword swung from behind, luckily Jeruzen have blocked it on time using the blades of lightning he had equipped on his hand earlier. However, blocking the attack forcibly made him to fall back under pressure.
Zancrow was quick and execute his next attack that fast, he appeared quickly in front of Jeruzen as he swayed his sword to Jeruzen in all directions.
"To think that I, the great Zancrow, could possibly be defeated by a measly twerp!" He yelled as the two of them maneuver through the scene.
As Zancrow keeps pushing Jeruzen with sword in conjunction with his tremendous speed and strength, Jeruzen was sent flying unto the wall behind him.
"Killing your father, have given me great glory. He is indeed a weakling after all. You know how important it is for me seize my dream. And now that I have taken ahold of this, I won't let you take from me." Zancrow uttered wit great arrogance. "A weakling's concerns don't matter. In this city, only the strong prevail. I'm the one that determines others' fates! I won't tolerate being judged!" He screamed making a sadistic monstrous expression.
Jeruzen glared and jumps high in the air. "Stop spewing nonsense!" He shouted as he swayed the flickering blades of lightning on his hand.
Zancrow was able to block Jeruzen's attack and some manage to counter it by pushing Jeruzen down to the ground. The concrete floor beneath them break into shambles as they exert great force against each other.
"I know you're not just here to avenge your father." Zancrow said as the two keep pushing each other. "Exactly who is your client? If it's recent, it must the wife of the guy I just took out. I'm right, huh?" A devilish intent reflects his eyes. "I know I should have taken of her too, just like how I killed his son. No, it wouldn't be too late even now. First I'll find that woman. Then I'll frame her entire family, and murder them, one by one, in front of her eyes." He wickedly said. "After I kill you, of course! So you can reunite with your father in death!" He shouted which angered Jeruzen even more and twisted his sanity.
Jeruzen's expression on his face became blank. There was nothing except the raging desire in his eyes to eradicate evil upon this corroded world. He increased the intensity of the lightning he bears in his hand and slashed it across Zancrow, which ripped the general's arms and sent it flying into the air along with his sword.
Jeruzen flips and sways himself up in the air to aim for a finishing strike upon Zancrow.
'These guys are all the same. They take power gained by authority, and exploit it for personal gain. I will eradicate trash like you from this world!'
He strike down and sliced through Zancrow. Blood came spurting out of the wounds and slices he received from Jeruzen and latter his body falls on the ground.
"May your soul rot in hell." Jeruzen muttered under his breath.