Fucking oww!

SLAP! "Do as you were instructed vagrant, show us your 'power' or you're going to regret lying to us." The guard who had cut me earlier said. I was starting to think everyone here had some sort of stereotype syndrome or something. They were all talking like comic book bad guys.

SLAP! "We haven't got all day. Hurry up and demonstrate for us road worm." Getting hit with an armored hand hurts like fuck but thanks to God it didn't last long. He was still getting on my nerves and I was about to say something when I got an idea. I closed my eyes for a second so I could picture them clearly and created a set of Damascus steel 'brass' knuckles in my left hand. The next thing I heard was the sound of his helmet crumpling from the impact as I punched him.

I watched as he fell to the ground like a tower of wet sand collapsing then held out my hand to Mr. Fancy and showed him the knuckles as I 'destroyed' them right in front of him. "Anything else you want me to prove," I said putting as much of my disdain for these people into my words as I could.

I watched as Mr. fancy's face grew whiter by the second as the realization of just how big he and his other guards fucked up set in. "As I understand it the laws here state that threatening, harming and generally being an ass towards someone of a higher rank is something that warrants punishment. Did I remember that correctly Limira?" I asked looking over to her, really I just wanted an excuse to look at her again more than an answer to the question.

She could only nod in response as she too had gone white watching what her master and the other guards had done. I walked over to her placing a hand on her shoulder and lowering my voice so the rest couldn't hear what was said. "You can relax I'm not going to penalize you for them being stupid." It looked like she was a little more relaxed now so I turned my attention back to Mr. Fancy to find that he and all the rest of the guards had dropped to one knee as Limira had before.

"I am very sorry honored Rogath for our-" Mr. fancy started to squeeze out some sort of apology but I wasn't in the mood to listen to his chattering any more. "Shut your idiotic, arrogant, scheming face before I decide you'd look better without one."