3rd Person POV
After an excruciating amount of time the pain filled scream has stopped.
Once it stopped, a being stood up from his throne.
Although a normal human it didn't matter, because when that being stood people were terrified.
For a very justified reason though, it's because that very being had a vicious and gaping stab wound in his chest not long before that.
Now though that very wound was nowhere to be seen, not even a scar was left behind.
In place of that wound, behind the very shirt worn was a very well toned torso of a man.
He seemed to be sculptured by the gods themselves.
The said being was none other than Victor Inferna.
When looking at his face one could see, he was no longer the ruler, who was said to be scared of even a bug.
Instead at that very place stood a ruler who has fierce determination.
Though many were scared, there is always one who is foolish enough to try his luck.
In the middle of the terrified crowd stood the very foolish man wielding a sword, when looking at his face, there wasn't an ounce of a sign that he was afraid.
Instead, on his face was a shit eating grin, never once had it left his face when Victor rose.
If one thought that shit eating grin was a big enough offense, to the very ruler that was once stabbed, his next comment would further cement the very idea he might die.
" So the little bitch of a ruler is back for more."