>You unleash a dark laugh as the circle of flames surrounds you, a chilling laugh devoid of any mirth that would turn the blood of the bravest man cold. "Foolish old man", you say in a low, rumbling voice. "Do you believe such trivial things as flame can harm me? You know nothing." You make a grasping motion with your hands towards a nearby swordsman.
Without even touching him, he begins clawing at his throat, his eyes bulging. He slowly dies, silently screaming, as you release your grip and he crumbles dead to the ground.
"I am a creature beyond your comprehension, the embodiment of such malice that none of this earth can hope to destroy me, let alone a feeble magic user such as yourself. You are nothing compared to me, and I will make you sorely regret the day you tried to fell me." With that, you tear off your helmet, releasing your long flowing blonde hair and blue eyes your demonic visage, so terrible that it cannot be described in mere words.
You flick your wrist, sending your spiked helmet flying past the ring of fire where it impales the demoralized wizard through the forehead. With an evil laugh you make a beckoning motion with your finger, as your helmet flies back towards you, landing on your head.
The ring of fire has dispersed, and the remaining swordsmen seems to be standing there, mouths agape and stares blank. Perhaps now would be a good time to get to the top of the keep...
INVENTORY
Dread Mace of Pain Inducing +5 (Set with Stone of Dark Power)
Black Armor of the Dark Lord
Black Spiked Helmet (Covered in blood and gray matter)
ABILITIES
Dark Explosion
Evil Shield
Minion Choke
Enemy Forces
Fifteen swordsmen (In shock)