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"I will, Vilsig. But eh, business comes before pleasure. Mister Higgsbury, you have...made your decision on my offer?"

 

"Yes, I have........i'm going to fight you with every last ounce of breath I have."

 

Rustlung almost let out a snarl, but it quickly turned into a light-hearted chuckle.

 

"Just like the rest. I had hoped you were different. What spurred this?....One of your new acquisitions, hmm?"

Noting the pool of shadows collecting near Rustlung, Entropy cracks a smile. "Rustlung? Rustlung the Wicked? Brought help?" He lets out a guffaw, as dark energy forms around him. "Or is he just some onlooker, just like the rest of you cowards?"

Rustlung drew his axes for a brief moment, and sliced the beefalo head clean in two, blood and brains scattering on the ground. He then grabbed Vilsig's tail, and repeatedly used it to smash him into the ground, throwing him around as if he was only a few pounds in weight, before throwing him through several trees.

 

"Don't interrupt a man when he's talking. Have some basic etiquette....and to answer your question, Entropy....he came to me, not the other way around."

Edited by Silentdarkness1

Before Alma can reach him, Vilsig explodes into a writhing mass of formless shadows; but only for a second.  An enormous hawk-like monster bursts forth from the chaos, and ascends to high over Rustlung.

 

"I can keep this up all day until I find out how to kill you."  He growls.

"Insolent, am I?.....And you are unimaginative, Entropy. Vilsig, you cannot kill me. Your sniveling kind almost always lack the bravery to strike from outside the shadows, and even then, only for a few moments."

Edited by Silentdarkness1

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