Titan (1)

"So you walked into my castle with your own two legs... How foolish."

Chari cautiously walked into the room, his eyes searching his environment for any possible traps.

He could find none, just Br b ennon sitting on the throne with a disturbing grin on his face. 

The way he watched Chari made his skin crawl, it was like a hunter watching his prey. He looked at him like he wasn't human, like he was an animal. 

Chari summoned his Glaive, the shard of Davaros, into his hand. He gripped the weapon tightly, the familiar weight bringing him comfort. 

The sapphire blue staff gleamed underneath the little lighting of the room, it's blade reflected the light with its deadly edge. It was a destructive weapon and yet—

Chari was not confident in his victory. 

Cold sweat ran down the side of his face. 

'Stall him, I just need to stall him… survive long enough for 'it' to take effect.'