Samuel steps toward her and pulls her into his arms. "Oh, isn't that sweet? The powerless elder and a pathetic slave are fated beloveds" David says. Samuel releases Myra and steps in front of David. His hands open and a small flame hovers above his palm. "How," David manages to croak out.
"The true king released the binding of my powers. You were never my king. You were a murderer who killed two people that I considered friends. I pray that whatever happens to you here in this room is nothing compared to what the Goddess of Vengeance has planned for you." Without another word, Samuel begins to run his hands over David's exposed skin.
Once again, his screams fill the room as large angry blisters form on his skin. Samuel takes a step back, smiling as David tries to thrash even though he
