- The Khadorian soldier had yet to see what this man would do, found it quite odd that any peace officer would be equipped with such inefficient weapons for duty. A sword was nothing that could really help when men are equipped with even the smallest firearm. Only a fool would bring a weapon of melee so easily thrown away and dealt with. It now made him wonder what could was happening with the peace keeper troops in the area. Nonetheless, the man seemed prepared for a fight. And so, taking a deep puff of his cigar, he threw it on the ground and stomped on it. The peace keeper spoke of his badge and that under its power, he would be arrested. Strakhov knew he wasn’t in the Motherlands, but no one had the right to arrest him for his services, and so he looked at him with a serious, stern face.
‘I don’t think you heard me kid, I rendered you all a service. You going to arrest me, Kommander Strakhov, a 15 year war veteran, for helping you get rid of filth? How disrespectful of a Peace Keeper.’
It was then that he noticed the glass object in the man’s hand, popping it into his knife . The man was ready for a fight, the stance told that much. It was quite a scene to see the young man make the air change. He maybe had the blood of a caster… He was now intrigued by the young man, wanted to see something. And so he reached within his satchel, pulling out what seemed to be three medals, and put them onto his armor. He then pointed at them before speaking again.
‘These are medals of Valor, given by the Queen herself. I needed to kill hundreds of men, destroy fortresses. And you thing simply represents Peace keeping duties.’
And with that, he simply lifted his hand an inch from his side, the ground beneath the man shattering, creating an extremely unbalanced surface around him. It didn’t reach out to Strakhov, but a few steps and he would be in it. And the other was a flick of the finger, creating a slightly visible force rushing towards him… If he didn’t move, he would be knocked back pretty far… e wanted to see what the man could do.