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| - “Thank you for coming, Armorahk,” whispered the being known as Mysterium, “This meeting is much appreciated.” Armorahk nodded. The Rahkshi’s blood red eyes glowed in the darkness. “Let’s cut to the chase, shall we?” Armorahk said, his voice a mixture of impatience and spite, “You want me to assassinate someone. Someone important, I’ve heard.” “You’ve heard right, Rahkshi,” Mysterium nodded, “This person is a major figure on his island. He is a greedy, ignorant traitor. He betrayed me, long ago, on a mission. He left me dying in an abandoned volcano, but luckily-“ “You don’t mean-“ Too easy.
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| - “Thank you for coming, Armorahk,” whispered the being known as Mysterium, “This meeting is much appreciated.” Armorahk nodded. The Rahkshi’s blood red eyes glowed in the darkness. “Let’s cut to the chase, shall we?” Armorahk said, his voice a mixture of impatience and spite, “You want me to assassinate someone. Someone important, I’ve heard.” “You’ve heard right, Rahkshi,” Mysterium nodded, “This person is a major figure on his island. He is a greedy, ignorant traitor. He betrayed me, long ago, on a mission. He left me dying in an abandoned volcano, but luckily-“ “Get on with it, weirdo,” boomed Armorahk impatiently, “Who is this guy?” Mysterium didn’t like this Rahkshi. In fact, he wanted to cut off his head on the spot. But, this mission was urgent, and he didn’t want to lose this top assassin. “This particular person lives on Torta Nui, in a spacious castle,” Mysterium explained. Armorahk sat up in shock. “You don’t mean-“ “Yes, Armorahk,” said Mysterium, “I want you to kill Blazius.” A huge, evil smile spread across Armorahk’s face, looking almost too big for his face. “Mission accepted,” he snarled, eager to get to work. Armorahk had been waiting for this moment since he was exiled. He was about to kill Blazius! Just the thought of frying the warlord and watching him die made the Rahkshi smile. He was stood at the gates of Blazius’ kingdom, his view blurred by the thick smoke coming from the gigantic torches. He charged up his Volt Staff, aimed it at the huge black gates and fired. The gates suddenly exploded open and Armorahk walked through, constantly on the lookout for some form of sentry or guard, but there was none. This seemed easy! Too easy. Armorahk quickly dodged a white hot blast of heat vision that only just missed his face. He looked to where the shot had come from and found a Heat Vision Rahkshi-smaller than him, of course-with his sharp staff pointed at Armorahk’s head. More Rahkshi suddenly appeared from the shadowy areas of the Fortress, their staffs also pointed in the same direction as the first one. Armorahk took aim and fired deadly amounts of electricity at the Rahkshi army that had formed in front of him. The army screeched in pain as their Kraata disintegrated and they fell to the floor. Armorahk grinned in triumph, but his victory was cut short when he was shot square in the back with fire. He screamed as the seemingly endless blast tore into his body and fried his insides, but he finally lost consciousness and collapsed. “Welcome back,” said Blazius.
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