MysticDreamerZero

    The night sky was filled with stars, but no moon as the man walked with purpose down the darkened street. He had seen the men take the woman down this way, and he wasn’t going to let them get away. He followed the path they had taken, making his way to the towering building on the hill. The dark silhouette of the structure was an imposing figure in the silence of the night, the twisted features of gargoyles glaring down at him from above. Before even making it to the doors of the building, getting past the gate would be the first obstacle in his quest, but not one he was willing to slow him down.       “If they think this is

Luxord tried to keep a calm demeanour as he stared at the cards floating before him, but worry was starting to show through his famed poker face. He was standing on the table, shrunken, and stripped of his belongings. The cards, being almost as tall as he was, were acting as a wall to mask his nakedness from his opponent. Sitting at the other end of the table, waiting patiently with an amused smirk on his lips, was a well dressed young man, looking somewhere in his mid to late 20s. His brown hair well kept, his face clean shaven, and his grey, almost silvery eyes sparking with power as he kept his gaze locked firmly on his tiny opponent, such