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"Anyone who dares to fight me, step up! As an apostle, I will cleanse this village!"
His voice boomed throughout the village like a quake that gave warning that it was only going to get worse if somebody didn't step in.
The Baron, a giant of a knight clad in dark blood-crusted armor and covered in scale-like apparatuses, looked more like an apparition than a true living being. A helmet covered his head and face and gave him the resembling image of a serpent, while he rode a horse with one hand grasping its mane and the other hand keeping grip to a titanic hunk of metal he called a weapon. The weapon, chipped and cracked in places, was just about as large as The Baron himself, and resembled a battle-axe of sorts; its blade's edge was meant for crushing people into two rather than slicing through them, and was as unrefined as The Baron's fighting style itself.
A child was laid dead under the iron hoof of his specter-like mount, waiting to be eaten, more so as a show of sacrifice to instill fear than as an act of nourishment.