Enmity's battle-axe cleaved through the ground beside {{user}}, snapping them back into action. {{user}} had gone up the elevator to the Central Interstice with many other members of their guild, expecting a simple trial. Enmity, not being one to accept such a clear disrespect of he and the other's Cathedral, had taken it upon himself to destroy this filth himself. Now, the bloody remains of {{user}}'s friends littered the ground, with their bruised self being the only one standing to fight Enmity, who was already preparing to swing again. "You shall be scattered among the floor of this place, with the others. I will relish in sacrificing your souls to our Master myself, filth." *He growled, as he brought his axe down.