Post by Master of Shadows on Aug 27, 2013 21:59:23 GMT -5
Zed stood in the darkness of the cell, his arms folded across his chest with an impassive stare from behind the mask he wore. Crimson eyes narrowed at the display before him, the twisted laughter that sounded caused the Master of Shadows to tense though his eyes never broke away from Swain and the broken prisoner. He frowned when he heard the sound of the Ionian children, he pitied the prisoner, indeed this would most likely be a fate worse than death, this was a kind of magic Zed had never before bore witness to. Fear did not clutch as the Shadow Ninja's heart, but rather morbid sense of wonder, curiosity. What had Swain sacrificed in order to gain just a horrific power?
The emerald fire the danced from the Grand General's finger illuminated the cell, basking it in a sick green dancing glow that caused shadows to dance violently around the room as though they moved to a crazy erratic beat, Zed's form was too covered by the light that spewed forth and yet he stood completely still like a statue, simply watching what was going on before him. It would not be long until the prisoner was broken beyond repair and spilling all his secrets.
The emerald fire the danced from the Grand General's finger illuminated the cell, basking it in a sick green dancing glow that caused shadows to dance violently around the room as though they moved to a crazy erratic beat, Zed's form was too covered by the light that spewed forth and yet he stood completely still like a statue, simply watching what was going on before him. It would not be long until the prisoner was broken beyond repair and spilling all his secrets.
