Overlord floated a few feet off the ground, covered in blood, and holding the body of one of the villagers by the collar of their shirt. "Pity. I meant to interrogate at least one of them," he said, dropping the body and beginning to ascend upward. Then he heard a muffled whimper come from behind him. He turned back around to where he heard the sound. He approached the door to one of the homes and blew a hole in the wall, just to be more intimidating then he already was. On the far side of the room were two small children being huddled together by an older teenage girl. "You wouldn't happen to be able to speak English would you? I'd hate to have to kill ones as young as yoursel-" "I know little," the oldest girl said. "Don't interrupt me!" Overlord shouted, sending a bolt of electricity towards the wall behind her. All three of the hostages screamed in fear. "Now, what is the most powerful country on this world?" he asked, mocking politeness. "The-the United States," she replied. "And in which direction would this 'United States' be located at?" The girl pointed North. Overlord grinned before taking off in the direction given to him. [i]"If I know myself well enough, my counterpart has to be the ruler of this 'United States.'"[/i] Overlord incorrectly assumed. [i]Now, it's just a matter of finding him and wiping him off the face of this world.[/i]