Crusader King

He looked almost the same as when Cades had seen him the last time, apart from the white, long robe that allowed him to still use his wings and the sword he had with him.

Mangels hair was longer, all be it not by as much as Cades hair and he had a relaxed look on his face, one that broke apart as soon as he saw Cades in front of him.

A calming presence was spreading out from Mangel, the total opposite to Cades bloody presence.

He slowly opened his mouth and asked the both of them to enter once in the ehetrian tongue and once in the unknown language that the avian spoke.

As Cades cautiously entered the small room he could see a atlas on a nearby shelf, an atlas that had been written in ehetrian.

There were a total of three chairs, all looking very comfortable and inviting, two in front of the desk behind Mangel took place and one behind it, in which Mangel had taken place.

The two in front seemed to be of a lesser quality then Mangels own chair but Cades didn't care.

He just wanted to talk, he wanted to find out what he had to go through to get here, he wanted to hear about his plans for revenge, he wanted to know what he knew.

As Cades sat down, Mangel and the avian man could both see an unmistakable glint of madness in his eyes, though his entire appearance had already been able to tell them as much.

Mangel finally opened his moth and began talking to the expectant Cades.

"Just what's been happening to you, Cades ?"

Cades was disappointed at first when the first question was about him, but he still answered.

Cades hadn't talked in a long time, if he had then he had just been reaffirming himself in a desolate cavern, just been screaming in pain or just been mumbling to himself about the works of artificing so he sounded as if he was chewing gum when he started talking.

"A lot of things"

Mangel simply nodded, noting down that Cades probably wouldn't want to talk about what had happened to him.

"What happened to you ?"

Mangel looked up, put his pen down and finally, finally started talking about what had happened to him during the time that Cades had spent in a living hell.

He, Mangel, had been surprised by the "incident" on ehetria while he'd been flying home.

Different from Cades, he did not struggle to survive but was instead directly teleported here, onto "karia", a planet that worshipped the goddess of rescue and safety.

Sadly, he'd been the only ehetrian there, but Mangel talked in great enthusiasm about the kindness of the karian people, a race that mostly consisted of avians.

While Mangel told Cades all of that, Cades could feel his fury rising up to his neck, but he didn't give in to the anger and instead asked Mangel a simple question.

"What are your plans now ?"

Mangel had been in the midst of a story of him ascending to the eight sequence when Cades hat interrupted him with that question.

Without losing his smile Mangel replied:

"I don't have any plans.

I'm safe here, why should I go there ? Just to put myself in danger ?

Should I just die, like all our parents, like our families ?"

Cades could feel his anger beginning to heat up the inside of his heart.

And when Mangel said the last sentence Cades went blind from his anger.

"You should've put yourself in danger because whoever caused this, has taken everything from you. They turned countless children into orphans. And they took everything from us.

Everything ! Don't you realize what I'm talking about here ?

They took all from us that we ever had, they destroyed every goal that we had ever been trying to reach, they annihilated all our efforts, they made it all null and naught.

Are you telling me that you just sat here, did nothing, ate cake and whatever else you wanted while millions of ehetrians were dying ?"

Cades could feel the anger rising with every single word he spoke, and with the rising anger his voice was also becoming louder and louder.

While he was on his tirade the avian man, frianis, had already stood up and begun walking away.

Frianis was scared, and so was Mangel.

Cades was indeed not stable, not anymore.

Cades had now started walking forward, still screaming at Mangel.

Multiple armored paladins stormed into the room from the door behind Cades and said something to Cades in a language that he didn't know, not that he would've cared for what they were saying anyways.

He wanted Mangel to suffer, he wanted him to know how it was for everyone else that had fled from ehetria, he wanted him to know how it had been for him.

Cades didn't want to kill him, he wanted to leave him a bloody mess, he wanted to destroy everything he had built.

With his anger only rising more and more the desk that separated Mangel from Cades was crushed as if it had never even been there and Mangel stumbled a few steps backwards in an attempt to evade Cades.

But it was too late.

Cades hit Mangel in the face and sent him into a wall that crumbled under the impact.

And with that simple act, the entire religion of Karira would be his enemy.

But Cades didn't care.

The paladins that had surrounded him now came closer and tried to attack him with all they had.

They failed.

Cades ripped the swords out of the paladins hands and threw them away as if they had been wooden toys.

He fought the paladins and annihilated them, there was no one that could've even hoped to fight back.

With every single one of his attacks on the paladins and Mangel the walls of the great temple shook with small parts of the building already starting to fall down onto the fighting beings underneath.

However, it was over within a few seconds.

Cades had made quick work of the paladins.

He only saw red.

He didn't even know how violet strings of mana came out of their mangled bodys.

And at that moment the captain of the paladins arrived.