Vas pushed his way past two more guards heading his way, blades steeled to slice at him form. The God of Wars armor was strong then that of mortal blade, reducing their harsh efforts into annoying nudges.

"Krypton will have his fill this day," Vas muttered humorlessly to himself as he too one of the guards by the arm and flung him out a window. None of these pompous fools knew anything about true war! His War-Worthy could easily raise this feeble castle in a fortnight.

After murdering some more guardsmen, Vas found himself at Cafeld Castle's drawbridge and mused at the angry townspeople outside. Their angry fueled him entirely. The seeds of war were now blossomed into forests ripe for deforestation.

With a single mightily kick, Vas knocked down the gigantic wooden drawbridge. Ropes bursted and wood shattered from the impact, shattering the castles last defense against the peasant hordes. All shouting stopped dead silent, as every man and woman outside watched the drawbridge break from the inside and collapse into the mote below.

"Rage harder you beasts!," Vas shouted over the silenced mob. "Royal sinners plague your houses and rule your lands. Rip them apart like the gods intended!"

The mob roared once more, rushing into the mote to climb into Cafeld Castle. Vas just stood their, his hands glowing orange as dual blades entered this world from another.

"It is so good to be back."