Jett Apocalypse of Kobolds (14951)
| Jett Apocalypse of Kobolds (#14951) | |
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| Head | Mountain Warrior |
| Body | Armor of Fire |
| Weapon | Master Claymore |
| Shield | Gold Herald Shield |
| Rune | Rune of Jupiter |
- The Enforcer -
The door swung open from the force of being kicked in. A Kobold in pure panic ran into the house, frantically looking for a place to hide. In the corner of his eye, he spotted an open closet and jumped in, swiftly closing the door behind him.
This Kobold had been on the run for the last 2 days. Running across the countryside from village to village, begging the locals for protection. When none was offered, the Kobold would leave and be forced to look somewhere else.
Jett, the first lieutenant to Major Razer, and 2nd in command of The Burning Hand had been hot on his trail and had finally caught up.
Spotting the house, Jett entered through the door that had been kicked in moments before. He didn't know where exactly, but he knew the Kobold was there.
“You thought you could run. You thought you could hide.” He takes a breath and laughs under his breath. “Both thoughts were foolish. We told you we would come. We told you we would find you.”
“You know, there exist two kinds of pain in the world. A good pain, and a useless pain…”
Jett, now creeping around the living room, is looking between the cracks in the walls and roof for any signs of where his prey is hiding.
“The good pain is a motivator. It makes you stronger. The useless pain brings only suffering. I welcome the former, and have no patience for the latter.”
The terrified Kobold in the closet shifts his weight, causing the floorboard to creak. This caught the attention of Jett and drew him towards it.
“Destiny has called, and I have answered. To forge a legacy, we must be willing to sacrifice. The Burning Hand continues to grow, with our influence expanding beyond the coasts. What is being asked for is unpleasant, but I submit my will to it.”
"The factions are failing. The faithful are scattered. Hunted daily. I wish I could tell you I don't enjoy this, but that would be a lie. You are predictable. And we are always ahead. Major Razer has laid the path before us, and we will follow.”
Jett grabbed the closet door handle and ripped it open, the Kobold inside fell to the floor. He threw his arms up instinctively to shield himself from what may come.
“And now, here you are. Cowering before me. Your story, coming to an end.”
The Kobold looked up with fear and confusion in his eyes and mustered the courage for one word. “Why?”
Jett, sensing his position of complete control, couldn't help but smirk.
Feeling his impending doom, the Kobold blurted out. “Who are you?!”
Now staring with his deep soulless eyes, Jett responded…
“I, Am… Apocalypse"
