Lucian heard the bolt whiz by him as it found it's mark in the boy's chest. The boy shrieked and cried in pain as it tried desperately to free itself from the wall. At that moment, Lucian heard Mergoux yell to him to catch. The hatchet came tumbling towards him and the old raven caught it with ease out of the air. He began chopping the boy to pieces, even as the boy cried out like a proper child. Lucian grit his teeth and screamed in rage as he chopped and hacked with greater resolve. Soon he was doing more than just chopping limbs off, he was butchering the corpse with pure blind rage. Lucian was splashed with blood until he looked like a mad man. He screamed in pure rage, a sound that was like a wounded animal. Lucian turned as Mergoux worked on the fat woman, dancing around her and slashing her as best as he could.
Lucian watched the woman turn, her back now to the old warrior as the hatchet came down and split the woman's head down the middle, lodging the blade into the spine. Lucian motioned for Mergoux to move as he kicked the woman to the ground. Holding her down with his weight as he handed her the bloody ax. "Do it. I'll hold the bitch down" he growled. The woman struggled but Lucian kept his heavy boot on the woman, ignoring the wounds he'd suffered at the hand of the demonic boy. Lucian watched as she began to cut the woman apart like firewood. Soon the creature stopped struggling, the fight finished for the old raven and the mercenary. Lucian panted, wiping the blood and sweat out of his face as he finally seemed to realize he'd been injured. The old man winced and stepped off the old woman as he grabbed the silver bottle that hung from his neck, uncorking it. The contents were still hidden but Lucian opened his mouth and poured exactly three drops into his mouth.
"GODDESS DAMN IT!" he groaned out in pain as he dropped to his knee. Pain went through him, like fire in his veins as his veins turned black lick pitch. He grit his teeth and fought through the pain as he felt the skin and muscle tightening, the wound closing before everyone's eyes as strands of muscle and severed veins lashed out to the other side of the wound, pulling it closed and sealing it. Lucian sat back against the sewer wall and panted, his veins soon fading to normal, sweat coating his face as he seemed very tired and weak now.
The priest looked at the bishop as the bishop explained what had just occurred, why a pair of strangers were in need of shovels and why they were told the location of the hanged man. "Father, you cannot be serious. Such things are....it isn't...." the young priest said before the bishop gave him a look. "I assure you. It is. I saw it in the man's eyes. You don't have such a look unless you are very serious" he said. The pair turned as a heavy knock rang out at the door. "I believe that is the refugees the man told me about. Please, let them in my son" he said. The priest nodded and hurried to the door as he opened them, revealing rather than the huddled masses of those seeking sanctuary, a giant of a man standing before him. Kapti, the Coal Man. "Ah Kapti! Please come in! The father will see you" he said with a gentle smile as he closed the door behind the giant and lead the way towards the bishop's office.
The bishop accepted Kapti and bought enough coal to keep the church warm and to accommodate the coming refugees. Before the business was settled however, the bishop paused. "My son, I must ask a favor of you. In the cemetery is a man and woman dressed in black. They had wished to examine a grave site and I am curious as to what they have found. Could you go see and bring back to me any information they may give, I would be very grateful" he asked politely. He was by no means obligated to do so but the father hoped the large man would grant him such a favor