Eris had just taken out another temple. She had struck during their mass, when the entire village was there. Apparently, these fools had no one better to worship than a self-centered, cruel bastard of a god like Oesis. Covered in blood, her eyes still shining with rage, she took one of the torches that were lining the walls, and tossed it onto the pulpit. She spit on the stairs to the stage, before she turned and strode out of the temple as the inferno rose behind her.

She felt no pride, nor satisfaction still. How many temples were there in Kardía for that bastard? Which one was harboring Ivan? As she wondered these things, her grip on her great-ax grew tighter. How many more fires would she start before she could finally burn them all?

The village she had just massacred was a port city. It was just her luck as suddenly, more idiots began to walk in from the docks. They were clearly looking for the occupants of the village. She actually let out a chuckle at the thought. If they hurried, they could probably watch the last of the temple go up in flames.

They stopped when they saw her. Why wouldn’t they? She was the only living being in sight, and she was covered in blood. Her revenge had been so recent, her ax still dripped red from its edge. She rested her ax on one shoulder as she called out to the confused crew.

“Lookin’ for someone in particular?” she asked. “You can find ‘em burnin’ in the temple on the hill.”

She knew they would try to stop her. She wanted them too. She was still hungry, and if these bastards traded with a village that had all worshipped Oesis, well, she could chalk them up to believers too. The first person who stepped forward to attempt to stop her seemed to be a person of authority among the crew. She dropped her ax as they lunged to tackle her. Instead, she was just pushed back in the dirt as she braced her legs. She didn’t give the attacker a time to think before she wrapped her arms around them and fell back onto the ground. From there, she managed to wrap her legs around their neck, squeezing their neck with her thighs.