True Enemy

“Mister Essien,” Richard chuckled, “I’m doing just what I should. Or you could tell me your name, bastard. Don’t you have one? I wonder just how much of his body you control.”

'Essien' immediately paled, “Why didn’t you attack me if you already knew this?”

Richard laughed louder as he waved his hands again, encasing the castle in a mist that was saturated with life energy. The broken building contorted into a sticky black mass, fizzling as it burned into nothingness. The mass didn’t have a mouth, but strangely enough it still managed a shriek.

The demigod’s face warped with rage, but as much as he wanted to attack Richard he hesitated. Richard read his thoughts and smirked, “I don’t want to destroy the priest’s body, but if you so much as lift a finger I’m purging your existence no...