The World Below

A whispering voice cuts cruel and cold through the silence , a scalpel that digs deep into Blaise's soul with one chilling question "...Now , who is your master Blaise Morin?"

Blaise took a few more moments to breathe in peace, then he spoke quietly. "My... My Master... Is... Beast..." God how horrible that was, Blaise then continued to just breathe and calm down from all that.

"Louder." He replies with a cruel twisted smile as he grabs Blaise by the throat and forces him to look at him.

Blaise had a tired pained look, he speaks trying to be more loud as Beast seems to want it... "My Master... Is Beast." Blaise said and makes a slight quiet grunt.

"Good dog." He replies as the chains dissipate instantly.

Blaise just falls to the ground, too tired to move as he breaths a little heavily still. He did not know what to expect from the future, this was bad enough and calling Beast his 'master' was insulting to him. He hopes Beast leaves him alone for a while...

"Take the poor boy to his chambers , he'll need to rest for a few days before he can be of any use" The east orders two winged demon servants who float by the hole above that works as the exit to the torture chamber. They obey immediately , and soon Blaise finds himself flying swiftly through the shadowed halls of the palace in the bulky arms of the two.

Blaise just stayed still, he was too tired to care or anything right now. He just wanted to rest, then after that he can check on himself about what was done.

It is a long ride , as the palace is very extensive and the torture chambers lie in the deepest darkest bowels of the citadel. Yet inevitably they find their way to a level somewhere in the middle , the designated floor for those such as Blaise...that is to sa the most expensive slaves , bodyguards, concubines , interpreters, those types. One must wonder which category Blaise falls into out of the first two. As they reach his door one of them flies off and the other carries him inside he spacious quarters, laying him gently upon his bed and with that leaving without a word.

Blaise took a whatever glimpse he got of the room, it seemed nice enough. And as he was laid on the bed and left alone, Blaise did a sigh of relief. It was time for him to rest after that, the branding ritual had drained every bit of juice he had so he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep where he could forget about everything for a while.

(A few days later)

The Beast stands across from Blaise , his stance confident as the cold dry open wind blows against them on the large semi-circle shaped platform. "You know maybe if you started using your mind a little more and didn't rely as much on your rage , you'd be capable of defeating me....or perhaps you're just pathetic." He mocks dryly as he twirls his weapon in hand , a jet black pole arm with two brutal looking voulge-like blades , one on each end.

Blaise huffs and puffs, he had to take a breather but as soon as he was done he came right back at Beast ignoring his words and took a swing at him. He tried to learn, but there was still a long way to go till he was able to beat Beast.

The Beast's technique seems flawless , smooth and graceful as the dance of a tiger as he pivots into Blaise's guard and kicks out his knee , before bashing up against his chin with the shaft of his polearm and then sweeping his leg out from under him in under 7 seconds.

Blaise surely was getting the beating, he falls to his back as Beast swept his legs from under him. Blaise grunts as it hurt and laid there for a short while, Blaise would try to get up back slowly and wonder how to disarm Beast.

The demon prince sighs as he makes his way back with the practiced effortless grace of high nobility "Do try a bit harder this time?"

Blaise just wipes a little sweat from his forehead as he stood up, with that he took a combat position as he stared at Beast trying to find a blind spot or a weakness.

"There isn't one" He declares confidently.

Blaise grunts and then runs towards Beast, he was going to pay attention to beast's moves. If he is able to dodge it and throw Beast off a bit he can hit him!

The Beast stands stock still against the charge.

Blaise was not sure what the plan with Beast was but he swung his fist at him, to hit the face as hard as he could.

The fist is parried easily as the beast sidesteps him and smacks him across the head with the flat of his blade.

Blaise growls as he got smacked by the sword, he stumbles to the side and grunts. But he was not giving up yet, he quickly stood up and came back after Beast, his arms crackling with lightning.

The Beast somersaults straight over him , locking the shaft of his polearm beneath Blaise's chin and using his momentum to throw the demon clear off the balcony as he lands.

Blaise falls down, he grunts as he has a few bruises... Blaise wonders how the fuck is he supposed to learn anything from this, all he does is try his best with no actual tutoring on moves and what not as Beast smacks him down.

"You fell wrong" He explains bluntly "You need to learn how to fall better before you break something."