The hoard of people following Keith stopped short once they faced Master Shinzou. Keith could see the fear in these people's eyes as they looked toward the sword Shinzou was holding.
These townspeople were not afraid of Shinzou but of the treasure of their fallen god.
"You all have served your purpose. Now, it is time for you all to die and for our peace to return to our lives."
Shinzou yelled as he raised his sword. Flames erupted around the sword, swallowing any negative energy in the vicinity.
The people looked surprised before they started to run away. They could not go against a godly power and Keith was about to stop them when he sensed a familiar presence.
The Fenrir beast ran into the scene with its freshly coated bloody paw. It looked pissed but also careful of Shinzou's sword.
"Well, look who decided to crawl up here all on their own. It is so good that I will not have to crawl down and drag you out into the open now."
