Thread:The Purpur Man/@comment-26173711-20190822193745/@comment-35455126-20190830024454

(ELOR)

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...they had done it.

Apophis, Typhon and Lucifer stood, watching four wisps of inky-black smoke fly around and about the containment chamber in a futile attempt to escape through the window. The former two were smirking arrogantly, however for Lucifer it was impossible to tell what he was feeling, considering how he always had that helmet concealing his face.

Apophis turned to Lucifer. “At last, all of the four Archons are ours! Well done, Lucifer! We would never be able to kill as many Targets and get as this close to victory if it weren’t for you and your men. The lunar base was genius! The perfect trap!”

“The thanks is all mine, Apophis.” Lucifer said, hands behind his back. “But I would not be so hopeful, yet. Knowing the Targets, they will attempt to reclaim the Archons, and we must do everything in our power to stop them.”

Typhon snorts. “Do not worry, Lucifer. Those filthy Assyrian lovers will not get within one meter of the Death Beast Gods, for we will destroy them!”

“You know as well as everyone else that the Targets are not to be underestimated, Typhon.” Lucifer responded. “You have seen countless times what they’re capable of, meaning such arrogance would be the key to yet another defeat.”

Typhon sneers. Apophis spoke up, next. “But you and your lieutenants have the means to topple them, no? And surely, they will be less confident after losing so many allies in one fell swoop.”

“Even so...” Lucifer said, turning to the two other commanders. “....only a few Targets were slain. And the deaths of a few ants will not be enough to stop them all, even to a dead halt of despair. In order to truly ensure our victory, I feel it is only necessary to exterminate them all.” He then turned back to the imprisoned Archons. “And now, we have the means to do so. Have you chosen a potential candidate for the Archons, yet?”