Post by observer on Oct 23, 2011 7:43:33 GMT -5
The deed was done. Such a glorious night, it was. The village, in ruins. The populace, scared and afraid. And those few who dared to resist, were either dead, or dying as they were killed by her firing squads. She considered burning them at stake instead, but ... this was just as good. Nobody will dare resisting her after what have transpired.
The renamon watched the people killed gleefully. She said nothing. Her actions spoke louder than any words could. She could see it in the eyes of spectators... Terror, fear, pain and anguish. Their own fault. They deserved their fate, because they did nothing to avoid it. She gave em a chance, she didn't kill anyone It would be ... counter - productive.
Igamon's words made her laugh. She would want to consume him, but his data was too badly damaged to be of any use. Pity. Oh well, who cares. One digimon more, one digimon less... Nobody gave a damn, least of all her. It was time to finish this affair and ... collect debts this place owed her. Nobody denied "them" of their rightful income...
- Pillage the place. - she said, riding in front of her gang, who seemed to have been shocked as well by her cruelty, only the few commandramons standing unwaveringly, used to this picture, having seen it times too many in front of their eyes. Veterans. The only people the Renamon genuinely smiled at. Them, and Sangy, of course. Petting his neck a bit, she continued:
- Take everything of value, leave only tools and food for the vermin to keep themselves alive. Barely alive.
And the merciless pillaging commenced... A day in their history, a turning point. The merciless bandits left so few, that it could be considered nothing... All these people, villagers... Now practically beggars... They could rebuilt... Or couldn't. Renamon didn't care. She got her loot, and the people would surely tell others to not defy her will... Or face the consequences...
The renamon watched the people killed gleefully. She said nothing. Her actions spoke louder than any words could. She could see it in the eyes of spectators... Terror, fear, pain and anguish. Their own fault. They deserved their fate, because they did nothing to avoid it. She gave em a chance, she didn't kill anyone It would be ... counter - productive.
Igamon's words made her laugh. She would want to consume him, but his data was too badly damaged to be of any use. Pity. Oh well, who cares. One digimon more, one digimon less... Nobody gave a damn, least of all her. It was time to finish this affair and ... collect debts this place owed her. Nobody denied "them" of their rightful income...
- Pillage the place. - she said, riding in front of her gang, who seemed to have been shocked as well by her cruelty, only the few commandramons standing unwaveringly, used to this picture, having seen it times too many in front of their eyes. Veterans. The only people the Renamon genuinely smiled at. Them, and Sangy, of course. Petting his neck a bit, she continued:
- Take everything of value, leave only tools and food for the vermin to keep themselves alive. Barely alive.
And the merciless pillaging commenced... A day in their history, a turning point. The merciless bandits left so few, that it could be considered nothing... All these people, villagers... Now practically beggars... They could rebuilt... Or couldn't. Renamon didn't care. She got her loot, and the people would surely tell others to not defy her will... Or face the consequences...