Fei
Oh how Fei wanted to blaze Jessie alive, especially after the word ‘ma'am’ blurted out of his mouth. If it was anyone but her mother who had sent him, she just might have. There were worse things that could happen though, at least Jessi remembered whose blood she had in her veins. Fei stared at the sun as it began to descend into the horizon, another reminder that the two needed to find shelter and quickly.
She kept silent, lost in her thoughts of glory and triumph, as Jessi lead them into a suspicious looking tavern. Savages and traitors held conversations and drank cheap ale, people Fei would rather rip her eyes out than talk to. Looking at them only reassured Fei’s trust in her mother’s decisions in banishing half of them. Eyes from all corners of the room followed the two the moment they entered. Fei kept her head held eye, everyone here was well beneath her and didn’t deserve her glance.
Jessi called for the bar tender, hoping to get a room within this dump. If this was the best they could offer visitors, Fei questioned what their princess lived in. Fei sighed, annoyed at all the trouble they had to go to just find a room. The moment the bartender opened his mouth, Fei’s head whipped toward him. He dare insult the Imperium? A piece of scum like him had no right to even speak of it. Fei’s hair began to slowly trickle with fire, the anger swelling within her. Something told her this wasn’t going to end well.
Then the next words that came out of his mouth lost any restraint she had left. Insulting the Imperium was more than enough to get burned alive but mocking the Crimson Knight, the Asgard, her mother would have everyone here rotting in the hell which they belonged. Before she could torch him, someone from behind grabbed for her. Oh how he would regret it.
Fei made no motion to block the creature’s revolting hands. Instead, she closed her eyes and let the energy within her grow until her entire body blazed with heat. The moment the man’s hands came in contact with Fei, his hand would pull back, scarring at the burn of her skin. She took the moment to kick him straight in the face, sending him flying into a nearby table. Fire glared in her eyes. She’d been saving up her fire and heat for the tournament but she’d gladly use all of her powers here. The locked chest between her breasts glowed brightly, roaring with anger and pride for her country. Everyone in here would regret the moment they set eyes on her.
Pulling out her beloved double swords, Fei grinned wickedly. Fire blazed relentlessly atop her head. She’d imagined moments like this her whole life. It didn’t matter if Jessi and her had to sleep outside, the whole tavern would go down in flames. She moved into a battle stance and stared at the rest of the citizens in the tavern, prepared to burn every one of them.
Fei turned her attention to the bartender, her eyes were dancing with flames now. No would insult her mother and walk away. She sent a wave of fire across the bar, hopefully silencing the entire tavern and pointed one of her swords at the bartender. Although she probably have kept her mouth shut, Fei’s pride for her people and mother was too much to let someone insult so easily.
“My name is Fei, daughter of the mighty Asgard, you filthy piece of scum. Unless you apologize for not only insulting the Imperium but my mother, I will burn both you and this pile of crap you call a tavern to the grounds.”
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