Thia zipped to the closest soldier to her. At her speed they looked as if they were moving in slow motion. She gently pulled out a knife the soldier had sheathed on his him, dug it into his side, twisted it inside him 360 degrees and pulled it out. As he fell to the ground, she grabbed the hilt of his sword so it automatically unsheathed once he was down.
The men all jolted in her direction as they heard the man yell in pain an his lifeless body fell to the ground to see Thia standing there, blood dripping from the blade, eyes glowing white, a white mist circling around her and her siren mark glowing bright.
"Ah fuck. She's a power user," One of the men said as they all grabbed their weapons to get ready to fight her.
"Too slow. Too fucking slow," her mind throbbed as the words repeated in her head. "You're all slow! You're all too fucking slow!" Thia zipped past them in what looked like one swift motion in real time as she slit all their throats on her way through.
The thud sound of dropping of bodies began to catch the attention of the soldiers ahead as they all turned around to drive Thia back to the plaza. She didn't mind. There was more room to kill them in a big open area anyway.
Upon seeing this, the surviving citizens were scared and gathered up all they had left and fled out since the barrier trapping them in the area was now gone.
A man stepped through the crowd of soldier with a content look on his face. He wasn't very tall and had blonde hair in a bun. He wore a black tunic and off-white trousers. "You must be the sister of the girl who's walking with our captain," he said in a voice that supported his size. "I don't really care for the soldiers you killed but that path back there is a little narrow and it's kind of hard to walk offer dead bodies. You know, uneven flooring. Easy or cheating way to a sprain an ankle. Neptune forbid, you break one. Do one over and end someone's life like a dead seahorse if they break an Achilles heel."
The soldiers around him were laughing. Thia, on the other hand, was not amused.
The man continued to smile as he met Thia's gaze and said, "You don't have the reputation of the stature of a killer. At least not by our records. Yet, you killed around at least 20 men in a matter of a minute." Keeping his gaze locked on her, he continued, "Right. That's rage in your eyes. It's not until you've settles down will it resonate with you."
"You all need to die," Thia gritted through her teeth.
"Ahh, she speaks," The man laughed. "I'm not really to fond of knowing your name, girl. And you don't need to know mine since you'll be dead soon!"
"Mr. E," A soldier said. "Captain is calling for you."
The man who went by Mr. E's face dropped, "You oaf." He looks at Thia and said, "Okay yeah. My name is Erins but everyone who is not in the crew calls me Mr. E." He sighed and said to the soldiers standing around, "Kill her." And sad on a pile of rubble and watched as he pulled out a device that he held up to his ear.
Thia didn't have time to occupy herself with Mr. E after many soldiers started charging at her. She stood of straight and examined them. "Slow. You're all still slow," she repeated in her mind. She looked among them drawing a path through them. Keeping mind, the space between them, their footing, where there hands were, what was in them and how they were moving. "I can work with this," she thought.
In the fraction of a second the Pirate, Mr. E., was staring at Thia in the middle of a pile of dead bodies. "Erins! Erins, can you hear me?" Captain Bardrick's voice sounded from beyond the device.
"There were… there were at least 50 or 60 men here. What are you? What did you do?" Mr. E said seeing that now he and Thia were all that remained. "I'll call you back sir," He said hanging up the device.
"You really insist there will be a later?" Thia smirked.
"I'm unarmed. Of course there will be a later," he laughed.
"Unarmed or armed, it doesn't matter. I'm still going to kill you," Thia said as she charged at him.
Even with her extreme speed she wasn't sure what happened next because she was then pinned in a sitting position to a stone wall in the plaza with a sword through her chest, shy of piercing her heart and lungs. It was clean through her and stuck into the stone so deep she couldn't move from the position.
"Now that's nasty," She looked up to see Mr. E smiling from above her. "I didn't expand on myself and now you see why. So yes, there's a later. And I'm going to leave you here to bleed out and die. Bye-bye!" And Mr. E. walked off as Thia could only stare at the sword in her chest and watch as blood began to slowly pour out of her.