Back on Adelaide.
The knights were in the king's house, as inside a room, there was shouting of the angry king.
Inside the room, was Alaric, leaning back against a table, arms crossed, looking as annoyed as ever. As the king went on, screaming at the top of his lungs.
"You dumb fucking piece of shit, what did you not understand when I said, don't use magic" Shouted the king, his arms swaying in the air. Expecting an apology or an explanation from Alaric.
But Alaric, didn't respond, he was out of it at this point. He knew magic wasn't forbidden, and it was their best chance to win a war he didn't want.
Not only that, but the actions of the king, has resided with Alaric over the years. The ignorance, The Stupid choices he made. It was all too much for Alaric to ignore.
Alaric, walked towards the king, slowly, put his hands on either of the king's shoulders, the king smirked, thinking he made Alaric bend to his will again. But no, that wasn't it, Alaric, put his hands on the crown, removing it, and throwing it onto the table behind them.
"what are you doing?" The king said, angry and confused.
"I keep my promises" Responded Alaric,
And with that, Alaric, striked a punch to the king's jaw. Making the king fall back. Holding his chin.
"gu-!!" Screamed The king, before Alaric kicked him, making him go through the wall behind him. Destroying it, and falling in the center of the room, where the other knights resided.
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"Why are you watching, stop him" Screamed the king, Pouting pointing through the hole in the wall, at Alaric.
Alaric, stood there, before slowly walking towards the king again, destroying whatever is left from the wall to fit him.
While the king was there, he thought the knights were going to help him, but no, they each looked at him, disgusted, and lusting for revenge for what the king has done.
The knights clearly didn't want to protect the king, after all he's getting what he deserved, and even if they wanted, all of them combined, wouldn't stand a chance against Alaric, let alone with magic.
And as Alaric reached the king, he grabbed the king by his bald head, his fingers slowly splitting the skin there, the king was in pain, he looked at his son, desperate for even a bit of help, but even his son got enough of him, even his son looked at him with disgust.
Alaric lifted the king into the air, their faces on the same level, before pulling his hand away, leaving the king to fall onto the ground. But before he even passed the halfway mark down, Alaric, got in stance, his hand glowing with fire, the heat from it, radiating through the room. As he striked a punch to the face of the king, burning it, and delivering a hard punch, that made the teeth of the king break.
The king went through the walls of his house again, before he was outside, on the ground. The king was surrounded by commoners of Adelaide, some where surprised, some were impressed, but not a single one of them looked at him with sympathy.
Alaric, with great came towards the king, this time Alaric had his sword in his hand. Alaric, didn't use his sword, he kicked the king, towards the sky. Then Alaric jumped towards the king, his sword engulfing with fire, as Alaric cut the king's left leg, then his right arm.
Before, Alaric kicked the king again, but this time, with so much power, it sent him up towards the clouds, where the dragons resided, as Alaric was falling down, he made sure that the king didn't come down, meaning the dragons fed on the king.
"bet he wasn't of good taste" Said Alaric, as he reached the ground.
There, he found that commoners of Adelaide, surrounding the humble house of the king, they were holding torches, Alaric, didn't see right, so he climbed atop the roof of a house, as he looked at the humble house.
Before it, stood the son of the king, Morris, he was just 19, but Alaric thought he had a good quality of a king, and it seemed the commoners and the other knights agreed, as they were praising him.
