>>5400781A giant man-made artifact occupied the entirety of the tower, starting from the ground floor and reaching the tens of meters onto it's open ceiling. A collection of apostles and deformed humans were stitched together into a curtain of flesh, a bulbous form of demonic origins that ended itself in the shape of a semi-circle. The red and green pus that oozed out of the gigantic unbirthing grounds served as a pool towards apostlehood. As the living net of monstrosity was being fed and upkept by his loyal servants, several pregnant women were submerged onto the bile. As they contorted and writhed from drowning while tied to a rope around their chest, their pain would soon be eclipsed by the fully formed red oni known as the daka. Her stomach and intestines were splattered onto the enormous river of sorcery as the woman's voice faded from her body, losing her strength as her newly formed baby rapidly grew into a monster ready to fight.
"...So this is that Ganishka has done to the women of Midland?" Silat covered his mouth to prevent his fear from showing, even his stoic bodyguards became horrified of what their leader was capable of doing to his enemies.
"I will tell you this much, Bakiraka Clan: The one who is your keeper is not a man, but a demon king." Rakshas escapes as the clan is left alone with their thoughts.
"Delightful! A monstrous vessel of reincarnation! A behelit made to surpass the power given by the dark lords! With this added to my feast, Griffith shall soon be eradicated from this world, so Ilos can rule supreme!" Barnham is mesmerized by the artificial behelit after The Skull Knight explains it's properties.
"Milord! This is a disgrace to what all magicians stand for! You need to destroy this immediately!"
"Yes... Perhaps submerging myself into this unknown mixture might not be the brightest idea. With these many apostles ripe for the taking, This lifetime's worth of occult studying shall be undone as I absorb all of their army onto me!"
"You shall be more mindful of your servant's advice. A King shall serve his people's first, his needs and rush for ecstasy, second." Gaiseric advised him not to get carried away with his hunger.
"Must I pry your head open for you to learn not to interfere in my plans? Either observe me in life, or oppose me in battle!" Barnham aims his claws at The Knight, only for him to swerve past him with his horse, pulling onto the bear apostle's cheek, he rips his mouth open and leaves a good third of his facial fur peeled inside out from his skin by a mere tug of his fingers.
"Were it not for the halfling, a stronger army would have already erased your name out of the footnotes of history. I will not be so generous in my next move." Gaiseric reminded himself that working with apostles is a recipe for disasters. Should you not show your own strength, they would mistake your pacifism for weakness.
