Life Of A Nobody - as a Villain

308  Elites of Eclipse - ll

"Kill them all."

As soon as this order sounded in the ears of those 5 masked figures, something seemed to take over their bodies as their personality seemed to shift instantly.

From the previous meek and loyal behavior, they all turned into beasts hungry for blood as a monstrous coercion formed from their bodies.

Aisha, who was the closest, felt the amount of bloodlust and aura of death surrounding them the best and it sent a shiver down her spine.

The killing intent emanating from their bodies was visible to everyone as black clouds gathered in the sky, covering the previous evening sky and throwing it in the darkness. Just like an Eclipse..

'Just how much bloodshed did they do, to get this scary.' She wondered, as the monsoon changed and sounds of thunder and clouds rolling in could be heard everywhere. Soon it started raining too.

But Aisha wasn't interested in watching clouds and rain, as she kept her focus on the so-called Elites of Eclipse.

She couldn't see anyone's faces, due to a black mask that covered everything except their eyes, which seemed to glow in red with the amount of bloodlust and killing intent they released.

"Be chill, little wolf. They're friendly." Shiva's words came to her ears again, and she finally woke up from her stupor.

Yet the scene in front of her was something that still forced her to take a gulp of saliva down her throat and a big breath to calm down. She noticed the five people moving in perfect harmony as they roamed through the army of Evil's Scion like it was their playground. Yet wherever they passed through bodies would start to pile up, some covered in scars and screams, some silent and serene. Some sprayed blood like a fountain and some didn't even break a sweat before they fell down lifeless.

Aisha tried to follow their movements through her eyes yet failed to do so. She couldn't guess what kind of movement skill they trained in as it just seemed random. She could only make out some of their attacks or skills, when they were about to make a move, that's all.

---Like the first figure she noticed, a girl with long black hair that danced wildly in the air along her free movements. She held a whip like sword in her hands, which could expand and retract at her will. And whenever she made a move heads rolled down like balls, and headless corpses kept standing not even aware of their sudden demise..

She had a magical gourd hanging on her waist, which seemed to suck the blood that her victims shed in battle. And when she moved away, what she left behind were nothing but dried up bodies of her victims sliced in two.

---The second figure was that of a man, who held something like an iron stick covered in blood in his hand.

He was the most brutal of the five it seems.

 As his attacks didn't take anyone's lives in one hit, even though it easily could.

He was hitting them randomly, chopping their limbs, causing various injuries, incapaciting them from this fight and watching their painful struggle etc.

 He looked like he was out here experimenting torture methods and not to fight a war.

He probably killed the least people out of the five, yet whoever he did, probably begged him for the mercy of death instead of their hellish pain.

---The third figure was a halfling probably. As he had a big muscular build and claws and fangs for arms. His attacks and techniques seemed animalistic, and he didn't look nothing different from a mindless monster on a hunt.

His figure moved swiftly and silently through the crowds of warriors. He'd suddenly appear in a place and rip his victims to shreds, throwing their broken pieces in the air and then move on.

His victims left bleeding to death in his wake, as he didn't care for their life, sure in his heart that they'd die soon.

 He either was related to some race which had poison talent, or he had his arms coated in some deadly poison, as the ones he cut and sliced through seemed to die even after they used their healing potions and magical pills.

---The fourth one was exactly opposite of all the previous three. A man who looked gentle and harmless on the surface. He was holding a golden pen in his right hand and a folding fan in his left, looking just like a wise scholar, who'd recite a fancy poem with a charming smile to impress you.

Yet it seemed even he had a few screws loose, as he just walked among the battlefield.

Yupp walked, like simple random normal slow walk in the park walk.

Whenever someone attacked him he'd use his left hand to block it with the folding fan, which acted as a shield. And from time to time he'd wave his pen in the air, like writing something, and then magically people would start dying all around him through various means and attacks. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

One thing to note about him was that just like his appearance, he acted gentlemanly even in the war too. He didn't use inhumane violent methods or reveled in the pain and screams of others like his other partners, what he gave them was a silent death, well mostly.

Unless when some idiots tried to surround him from all directions and he got angry. Then he just waved his pen and turned the fan he was holding into a giant rotating cutter that sliced apart all their bodies in one fell swoop, before returning to normal.

The man just waved the fan in the air, spraying the blood stuck on it, and then walked away like usual over the remains of those corpses.

'They're all psychos.' Aisha muttered and backed a few steps in fear seeing their feats.

'Where did these monsters come from, why didn't anyone know anything about them. And why are all these gods just watching and enjoying this bloodbath.' The poor vessel had so many questions in her mind that she was a having a headache just thinking about everything. As the voices of agony and laughter of gods kept echoing through her ears in the background.

'Wait… .. Wasn't there a fifth one. Where did he go?' Aisha suddenly remembered something and looked around in a hurry.

The whole rooftop was leveled up so unless she could fly she couldn't get a clear view.

'Wait.. Why isn't anyone flying away?'

 The problem she faced brought forth another realization that caused her to stiffen up. Gulping down another mouthful of saliva she raised her head to look up slowly. Only to see a sight that would probably haunt her in the nightmares for many coming weeks.

Up there, below the black clouds, was shining a large intricate silver magic circle. And at every corner and edge of this circle's patterns, were hanging corpses of someone, making it look like a chandelier.

Wherever her eyes passed all she saw were corpses and crying figures crawling on the floor, waiting and begging for the death.

– Urkghhh urklerghh

She finally couldn't take any more of this insane display of cruelty and ended up puking everything she ate this morning.

She was on her knees as she held her stomach and coughed lightly, when she felt someone tap her shoulders. Looking up with her misty eyes, she saw the masked lady standing there with a handkerchief covered in blood.

The formation seemed to rotate every few seconds, causing the dead bodies hanged along to move freely through air too.

At the center of this artistic deadly formation stood a single figure with beautiful silver wings on his back just like a fairy, detached from everything all around him.

Only now did Aisha realize that what she considered a normal rain all this time, was not water but blood. Dripping from the bodies of the hooded figures stabbed and tied to that killing chandelier.

Aisha saw a drop of blood enlarging in her view as it fell down and trickled over her cheeks. She raised her hands to wipe it away instantly, but found her hands had long been covered in blood, along with the whole rooftop that seemed to be bathed in a river of blood.

Wherever her eyes passed all she saw were corpses and crying figures crawling on the floor, waiting and begging for the death.

She finally couldn't take any more of this insane display of cruelty and ended up puking everything she ate this morning.

– Urkghhh urklerghh

She was on her knees as she held her stomach and coughed lightly, when she felt someone tap her shoulders. Looking up with her misty eyes, she saw the masked lady standing there with a handkerchief covered in blood.

"Boss said you'll join us one day." She said as she passed her the bloody cloth. "Better get used to seeing blood, baby girl."

–Urkhhhhh urrllrgg

Poor Aisha who heard the teasing words of this villainess shivered in fright as she ended up puking again and falling unconscious. Under her hazy state she seemed to hear a few words from that girl.

"Remember the name, little lady, Eclipse…We'll see you soon."

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A/N - So how'd u like his band of bandits. Cool, cold, cruel - they're good or are they awesome.

Ohh obviously they all have their screws loose on the top floor, after all, that's why our mc (who himself has a few screws missing) found them before anyone else could.

Their r a few more elite members of eclipse but for now these r d ones you'll see regularly, as some are out doing missions our mc sent them to.