Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1926

"I guess I left you guys alone for too long and now you need a lesson." He moved in a blur, grabbing Tethre's neck and slamming her against the wall. "I'm the Horseman of the Black Night. I founded this Court.

"I'm your ruler and you owe me everything you got. The weak are meant to be nourishment the strong and what you call senseless deaths were just sacrifices needed to increase my power.

"Just as the undead are superior to humans, I'm above the undead. I'm the apex predator. No matter how old or powerful you claim to be, I can kill you with the same ease I snuff out a candle."

"I'd like to see you try!" Tethre reverted to her real appearance, grabbing the Dead King's fingers with both hands.

She twisted them open, kicking him in the face with both legs and sending him crashing against the opposite wall.

"You brag and brag, but you haven't achieved anything on your own." Rusta the Banshee said with a scream that took Orpal by surprise and made his eardrums bleed. "You are a tyrant and a threat to our lives!"

"If leaving the hard work to us while you play around is what the Dead King is for, then the Night Court can do much better without you." Vrudra the Lamia struck at him with so much force that the Davross of his armor sounded like a gong.

One after the other, all the elders of the Court joined the fight and attacked Orpal from every side. The pain of the betrayal froze him up for several seconds during which they pummelled at him like a sandbag.

That was supposed to be his Court and those people were supposed to be his slaves. Adoring, mindless drones willing to do everything for their master. Yet here they were, turning against him like his family had done to him as a child.

"Enough!" He took out Thorn and activated the power of the Black Rose armor to repel the undead. "No matter how many you are, you are no match for my Davross equipment."

A snap of his fingers activated the arrays of the Court, sending the elders writhing on the ground in a seizure.

"I barely felt your hits but you can be sure you'll suffer a lot from mine." A second finger snap was supposed to increase the intensity of the torture, but it actually stopped.

"Do you take us for idiots?" Tethre stood up, her wounds healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"We added our energy signature to the array control system before summoning you here. We can control the magical formations as well."

"Really?" Orpal and Night joined their efforts and it took the collective will of the elders to keep them at bay. "Let's see how good at fighting you are while my partner forces you to focus on the arrays."

"Oh, we won't amount to much, but she will." Tethre's face was a mask of determination, but a wide smile appeared on her face when the door opened and Thrud walked inside the room.

She wore Arthan's set that covered her from neck to toe, leaving only her lovely face and her golden hair exposed. The undead elders formed a corridor for her, kneeling at her passage like the loyal servants they were.

"At ease." A snap of her fingers and a touch of Arthan's Sword tipped the balance in the elders' favor.

"You betrayed me just to serve her?" A revolt he could understand, but bending the knee to another ruler was more than Orpal's fragile ego could take.

"Of course we did." Tethre said with a sneer. "She's more powerful and wise than you'll ever be. Her soldiers are truly immortal yet she doesn't throw away their lives as you do.