cheezMcNASTY
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Luciens Second Chance
BANG
the shot echoed eternally through the spire and entered the gut of an old man. He grabbed himself in agony, staggered, and fell. Had the shot been anywhere less humiliating he would have been dead already. Luckily for him, the cruelty of the 4th Hero of albion had placed that shot right inbetween his legs.
Thats right,
the great Lucien was shot in the balls.
The pain was so sharp that he didn't even register he was falling to his death he merely grabbed himself and wimpered, falling with his eyes closed in the fetal position. After he had fallen for a while he began to feel the walls rumble. He let out a grimace, the happiest expression he could muster due to his agonizing pain. As the darkness of his fall into the abyss was replaced with a great white light Luciens battle with gravity slowed, and slowed, and eventually he landed with his feet on the floor. Fully healed and not a day over 20. He flexed his right hand and shot a bolt of lightning from it. Those idiots didn't understand what the spire was truly capable of, nor where heroes originated. Clearly he could use their miscalculation to his advantage. He took a cutlass from a dead spire guard, ordered 5-6 of his remaining troops onto one of the undamaged ships, and set sail with revenge on his mind. Albions "hero" would pay for taking away his dreams, as would all of the people who had betrayed him...starting with Jeeves.
BANG
the shot echoed eternally through the spire and entered the gut of an old man. He grabbed himself in agony, staggered, and fell. Had the shot been anywhere less humiliating he would have been dead already. Luckily for him, the cruelty of the 4th Hero of albion had placed that shot right inbetween his legs.
Thats right,
the great Lucien was shot in the balls.
The pain was so sharp that he didn't even register he was falling to his death he merely grabbed himself and wimpered, falling with his eyes closed in the fetal position. After he had fallen for a while he began to feel the walls rumble. He let out a grimace, the happiest expression he could muster due to his agonizing pain. As the darkness of his fall into the abyss was replaced with a great white light Luciens battle with gravity slowed, and slowed, and eventually he landed with his feet on the floor. Fully healed and not a day over 20. He flexed his right hand and shot a bolt of lightning from it. Those idiots didn't understand what the spire was truly capable of, nor where heroes originated. Clearly he could use their miscalculation to his advantage. He took a cutlass from a dead spire guard, ordered 5-6 of his remaining troops onto one of the undamaged ships, and set sail with revenge on his mind. Albions "hero" would pay for taking away his dreams, as would all of the people who had betrayed him...starting with Jeeves.
