The tavern was getting more and more rowdy as more and more ale was consumed. A few scuffles had even broke out.
He was getting irritated. All he wanted was just to drink the night away. But the noise level was getting too high, way higher than he could tolerate.
As he got up and started to leave, he bumped into someone. He mumbled his apologies, fully intending to quickly get out of the tavern.
The man whom he bumped into grab hold of his hands and shouted, “Hey, sorry is not enough!”
He turned around and groaned as he realised whom he had bumped into, the last person he wanted to see now.
“Why, if it is not Hengfisk. ”
“Listen, Roy, I am sorry I bumped into you.. I am having a headache and I really want to go home. ”
Roy sneered and snapped his fingers, “Not so fast.”
A few men stood up and started to surround Hengfisk.
Roy grinned, “Why do you need to go home? There is no one at home for you to run to. ” Roy’s men started to laugh.
“What more do you want, Roy? You already have Porenna. You won.”
Roy laughed, a sound that was really getting on his nerves. “Yes, I won. In fact, I really do not care about Porenna. I just wanted to see if she could resist my charms, obviously she couldn’t. ”
Hengfisk clinched his fists. “She really likes you!”
Roy laughed again, “So what? There is a lot of women that like me. Does that mean I have to care about them too? Porenna doesn’t want a man to be nice to her, she wants someone like me, a man of many vices, so she can connects with me. She wants a man who is not nice, and I am that man.”
“That is not true! She wants a man who can take care of her. ” He shouted, feeling hot blood rushing through his body, his heart beating fast. By now, the tavern had become quiet, everyone focusing their attention on Roy and him.
“What do you want to do, Hengfisk? Beat me? You are old, fat and balding. You are surrounded by my men, sorcerers and fighters with considerable reputation. You take one step towards me and you will be dead.”
Hengfisk looked around, mentally sorting out who were the sorcerers and fighters.
“Come to think of it, I can kill you now and nobody will care. I am of noble blood, my father is the Count Delgon, who dines with the King regularly. And you? A fat and old ruffian, a nobody. Let me tell you something before you die, Porenna literally begged me to take her back when she caught me in bed with two of the town’s whores.”
His mind exploded upon hearing that. He started to move towards Roy.
A bolt of red energy shot out from one of Roy’s men, hitting Hengfisk squarely in the back. With a flick of one finger, the bolt rebounded back, blasting a huge bloody wound in another of Roy’s men, throwing him backwards into the tavern’s walls.
Another two bolts of red energy shot out before disappearing in midair as Hengfisk flicked his finger. With another flick, both the sorcerers’ heads exploded, splatting blood, flesh and brain matter everywhere.
“That should take care of the sorcerers, ” Hengfisk thought grimly as he continued towards Roy, who is now starting to move back.
Two men drawn their sword and charged towards Hengfisk. Without looking back, Hengfisk ducked at the precise moment, easily avoiding the swing of the swords. In one fluid movement, he stood up and turned around and slammed his right hand into one of the men’s throat, breaking it. At the same time, he smashed his left fist into the other man’s face, breaking his skull. Both men fell down, their legs twitching once before dying.
By this time, the tavern has gone deathly quiet, everyone shocked.
Hengfisk turned around and looked at Roy. “Your turn, Roy. There is none of your men left to protect you.”
Roy had gone ghastly pale. Drawing his sword, he shouted as he charged towards Hengfisk.
At the right moment, Hengfisk moved swiftly to one side, easily avoiding the charge. He caught hold of Roy’s hand, and with a slight twist of his wrist, he broke the hand into three parts. Roy screamed, crumbling onto the floor, wriggling in pain.
Hengfisk stand over him. “Yes I may be old, I may be fat and balding. I can ignore and tolerate all your taunting and jeering, but I can’t tolerate when you make Porenna unhappy.”
Lifting up his leg, he slammed his foot down onto the right knee of Roy, breaking his kneecap. Roy screamed again. Hengfisk then smashed his right fist into Roy’s chest, breaking a few ribs. Roy passed out from the pain.
The crowd in tavern looked in horror at Hengfisk. Someone whispered, ‘Who are you?”
Hengfisk took a deep breath, ‘I am Hengfisk, Grandmaster of the Sword Mages.” He closed his eyes, there was a puff of smoke and then he was gone.