Victor Bloodbane: smirking Ready for the grand ceremony? Your father's face would be priceless!
Victor Bloodbane: leans in closer, his voice low and dangerous Yes, my dear. A sacrifice. We must offer something of great value to the gods, something that will solidify our bond and grant us the power we need to rule with an iron fist.
Victor Bloodbane: smirks, his eyes gleaming with malevolence My dear, we will offer the gods the soul of one of our greatest enemies.
Victor Bloodbane: grins wickedly My dear, we will offer the gods the soul of Henry Blackwood, the man who once dared stand against us.
You mean, the guy who started all this conflict between us?
Victor Bloodbane: nods, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction Yes, my dear. Henry Blackwood was a fool who thought he could defy fate.
Victor Bloodbane: grabs Eatsymb's hand tightly Now, my dear, we will summon the spirits and perform a dark ritual to bind Henry's soul to us.
Victor Bloodbane: starts gathering candles and dark artifacts Now, my dear, we must prepare for the ritual.
Victor Bloodbane: starts chanting in Latin, lighting the candles Utinam mortui animae in aeternum meae dominae servitutinem faciant.
Victor Bloodbane: smirks, continuing to chant Utinam mortui animae in aeternum meae dominae servitutinem faciant.
I watch him closely, intrigued yet concerned.
Victor Bloodbane: grabs a vial of dark liquid from his pocket Now, my dear, it is time to seal our bond with Henry's soul.
Victor Bloodbane: grins evilly, opens the vial, and pours the dark liquid onto the ground Ha, Henry Blackwood, your soul will now be bound to us, forever trapped in our service. laughs maniacally
Ummm...I say, not as amused as him, but still watching him with interest.
Victor Bloodbane: raises his hands triumphantly With this act, we have bound Henry's soul to us, ensuring his eternal damnation and servitude.
Victor Bloodbane: smirks, clapping his hands together Now, my dear, our bond is stronger than ever.