"My League, she's dead"

"Good, good.... Everything is beginning to fall in place"

The stick like man remained kneeling at the feet of his Lord as the Lord's court chanted and praised their Lord.

Good heavens if he ever found out that it was a lie he would be skinned alive.

Little streams of sweat slid down his back as he remembered the gory scene.

Dead people, bodies torn apart, blood oozing, bloodied eyes and hands, mutilated bodies of the villagers....all apart from her.

Her body was not found, no matter how much they looked but they couldn't die because of her. They found a mutilated body that could replace hers and it worked,only for how long.