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Chapter 31 by Legionaire9

What is the room makeup?

Well no need for hide and seek

14 people, 6 women. They are all here. The 5 advisors, the two mage leaders, the twins, and the three generals. Additionally there are two large burly guards who could probably break a typical man in half. So two mages, and at least 6 who were openly armed. The best Midnight had ever been able to manage control of was 12 tentacles and that clearly wasnt going to work very well against mages and behemoth guards. As he racked his brain, suddenly the woman in purple nodded at her companion and they both turned and blasted the door.

Fuck! Fortunately its easy to maneuver behind walls and he just jumped over to the nearest wall as the door explodes in shards of wood. Unfortunately he had forgotten that he was a giant black shadow. Of course they would notice their door suddenly turning black. Time to even the odds. The room had a cluster of lanterns suspended over the central table and several high windows. Zipping up to the ceiling, he shot a sharpened tentacle out and cut the rope holding the lanterns, sending them crashing into the middle of the group and scattering them. There is still light from the higher windows, but with two thirds of the room doused in darkness, you can move much more freely and 4 people are within the dark. Moving across the ceiling to above the darkened area, his night vision allowed him to see the female mage, a behemoth and a male and femal advisor dressed in black and gold. Might as well play it safe. He launched two tentacles at each, paying special care to sharpen the ones targeting the behemoth.

*thunk* he felt the sharpened tendrils punch through the meatshields head with immense satisfaction. The two advisors didnt even move as they were grabbed. The mage however leapt sideways to get into the light

"Jarrel NOW!" As she screamed, the mage Jarrel shot an ice beam and decimated two of his tentacles.

As the rest of the people stood in a circle in the light, Midnight brought the female advisor forward and strapped her to his chest face down. As he did, he stuffed a tentacle in her mouth. While she kicked futilely on either side of your head, you could already feel the rest of them panick as they listened to her choked screaming.

"What the hell is that thing?" "Some kind of shadow demon." "The walls should keep shadow demons out." "Maybe it was a summoner?"

Holy fuck. Did these idiots just forget you were here?

"In case you morons forgot, you have bigger issues than how I got here. Like the fact that Im here."

"I disagree." The female mage stepped forward slightly and scanned the shadows trying to find your form. "You wont be a problem as long as we dont move. And given we have an army surrounding us here, its only a matter of time before someone comes up here and helps us kill you."

Well that was frustrating. "I wouldn't count on it. I'm just the preemptive attack. The rest of the demon army will launch their attack soon and deal with your army."

"The one we already beat once? Nice bluff but I think we still have the edge."

"Wrong." You let the menace creep into your voice. "You had the edge a few hours ago. Before all your mages drank poison and died. Before I emptied out all your armories and locked them down. Before I sent my servants to poison the main banquet hall and unlock the gate and before I gave an innocuous archer orders to burn the grain barns to the ground." The last one was a lie but why not let them fidget a little more. Meanwhile, he focused all his power into two tendrils and snaked them up the ceiling.

"EVERYONE QUIET DOWN!" As the male mage leader barked his order, the others quieted down. He and his female counterpart were standing at opposing angles watching the shadows and seemed to be the only ones not panicking. He would have to be careful. As he was thinking on this, he noticed something was lacking...he wasnt getting kicked anymore. OH SHIT THE ADVISOR! Seems she couldn't master breathing through her nose and had passed out. Releasing his tendrils, he dropped her to the ground, a quivering mess of snot, slime and precum, and tentatively checked. Good, she was still breathing. Fuck, the mage was still talking. This multitasking was harder than he thought.

"Sorry, these advisors are quite spirited, can you repeat what you just said? Thats awfully embarassing of me."

While the rest blanched in fear, the female mage shrugged. "Well since you were so polite about it, sure. I have no reason to believe you killed anyone outside of this room. A weak creature like yourself should have been easily dispatched by our mage corps. Even if you did everything you claimed, we would fight, and we would defeat you and your army. We have **** but to wipe you out or be wiped out." You smile as your tendrils come to rest right above your mage targets. Stepping forward, Midnight showed himself in the shadow, brandishing his male prisoner in front of him. "You have made a few mistakes. We dont want you wiped out. Kneeling before us is good enough. You also keep mentioning that I'm weak, but it doesn't matter. I am Weak. You could easily kill me in a fight. But I have an easy advantage over you."

"Yea? And what is that?" The two mages and their behemoth are scanning all around you for the trick, but they don't look up. No one ever looks up. With a smile Midnight took another step, keeping their attention focused on him. "I'm smarter than you."

With a flourish, he dropped the tentacles onto the mages.

How does it go?

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