"You have no power here anymore." The Marked One's Brother (did I ever give his name? I can't recall it right now nor does it matter for obvious reasons) had pulled the green sword out of himself, the light went out on it and he casually tossed it to the ground.
"What have you done?" The Marked One seemed shocked at this turn of events despite his brother basically telling him before things had changed.
"I switched to the winning side, your gods can no longer contain me, you don't own me anymore brother I am my own man." I could hear the guard tromping our way, I started to feel like a caged rat or some other animal that isn't known for being not good.
"You will bring damnation to us all."
"Oh please I'll cast down these gods and become one myself which was our goal in the beginning, until you went crazy brother." A bit more backstory on that whole "kill the gods thing The Marked One was talking about."
"So where's Morley?" I had to ask and interject myself, the brother turned to me with an aghast look like I'd just said a really bad word.
"He told me you'd come Lorentino, he told me to expect some stupid petty insult and that you'd promise death, I told him that I'd kill you, and it seems like I'll get another chance for my master." For all his talk of godhood the brother was beholden to the realy power behind the throne, but I also knew that meant Morley wasn't around, he wouldn't be stupid enough to still be here once I'd appeared (because I somehow manage to survive, also he's not the kind of guy to get directly involved once his plan was in motion).
"Two things you might want to know." He rushed me the fist hit me in the stomach and I swear it felt like he knocked my liver out my ass (he didn't, well I don't think he did it did make my insides ache for a week though).
"And what would those two things be before you die fool?" He heard the click of the hammer, got a shocked look on his face and then the hammer fell and the bullet caught him just below the eye exploding the tissue there and taking the rest of the skull behind it. I shot him again in the other eye to be sure but his lifeless slump and empty corpse was enough to tell me the threat was done (and I did say two things didn't I?)
"Next time you embrace the power of different gods, be sure that those gods aren't beholden to another power entirely." Not that I think my bullets were special, or anything, but if there was one thing I'd known about fire arms, is that they respected no magical ability, no higher power, they were merely hunks of metal hurtled out of metal by gun powder, no magic spirit kept them going, and thus the power was beholden to no man or god (though I'm sure gods would be a lot harder to kill with a pistol, well real gods). The Marked One retrieved his sword the blade once again lit with green energy and he approached the front flap of the tent where the guards of the fallen brother were waiting.
"Any who approach me will die, your leader has fallen, your country will no further be punished by the gods but know the fate of a traitor and know that continued allegiance to the Red Hand will be met with death." He drew a line in the dirt and the line lit up with that same green energy. He didn't have to make true on his threat, true to his belief before the head of the snake dead the soldiers fled back to where they'd come from, I guess when your god has fallen its hard to believe he was a real one. And so our adventure came to a close, mostly, I'll go over the fall out tomorrow naturally.
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