Anguish For Pleasure

Behind Selric was a middle aged with a black armor and red sword walking towards him, his every steps that let out a thump, which spoke of the weight of the amour on his body.

The man had on a charming smile as he approached Selric but then a second later that smiled was wiped off as a fiery red hand shot of from Selric's back like it was an extra arm and grabbed him.

Ignoring the man behind him, Selric took the staff off his back and with a shout swiped it at the barrier, sending it trembling, it's figure fazing in and out.

"How rude" the middle aged man behind Selric said as he watched him try to destroy the barrier, the man's face calm like he wasn't being squeezed by a giant hand made of flames.