Elder Blood Witcher - 782 I love Democracy.

Reima casts a powerful Aard at them which blows them away, afterward summoning the Staff of Manus and tapping the floor, causing his shadow to open up.

Some of the Vampires leap into the air and start flying to escape the shadow which quickly expands and envelopes the surrounding group, their less mobile allies were, unfortunately, unable to escape.

A Katakan shrieks at Reima, just as a humungous claw escapes the shadow and grabs it, pulling it inside the blackness and “disappearing” it from the face of the earth… A few seconds later the a large head with one glowing red eye climbs out of the shadow without the Katakan.

It stands 17ft tall and towers over everything else, the Abyssal Cyclopse or Scytheclops as Reima calls it immediately stomps over to a Bruxa who’s trying to flee, slamming its claw down on it and instantly killing it…

The other Vampires caught in the shadow weren’t doing much better, many regular sized black arms with claws grab at their limbs, a head appears and bites down on a Vampire which screeches in agony.

Soon enough, Reima’s entire Abyssal Army had climbed out, the three Abyssal Cyclopses stomping around the town and crushing any Vampires they come across. 200 Wraiths sprints through the city, storming every building and space the Cyclopses couldn’t enter, cutting down any of the lesser Vampires harmed by the sun.

Reima watches on while resting his weight on the Staff of Manus, just as his Abyssal Sage hobbles next to him…

Avallac’h “Killllll meeeeee” they plead, not being capable of any other vocalisation at this point.

Reima smirks, “No thanks, go use your magic and wipe out any Vampires the others don’t catch.” he states, the sage slowly nodding and walking off while chanting in Elder Speech.

It only takes a couple hours for the Abyssal Servants to completely cleanse the town, dragging the mangled bodies of the Higher Vampires refuse, or are unable to die.

Reima looks down at the many homeless children, their awed looks making him feel uncomfortable… “Alright guys, stop staring, you’re making me blush.” he says sarcastically.

“Mister, are they all gone?” one asks, their eyes sparkling.

Reima nods, “Yeah, should be.”

“He did it!”

“We’re free!”

“The monsters are dead!”

The children cheer and Reima taps his foot while thinking about what to do next… He casts a spell to amplify his voice and speaks, “All residents of Rakverelin, the Vampires are dead, meet at the town square immediately.” he states, his words echoing across the city.

Reima floats above everyone and holds the head of Ichabod on display, “Yo! I’m Reima Ludvig, King of Ichor, and I’ve freed you from the Vampire’s control. Yeah, Yeah, I know, your gratitude is well received.” he says, even know no one is thanking him… “So, what’s going to happen now is-”

“IT’S YOU, YOU KILLED MY HUSBAND YOU FIEND!” someone shouts from the crowd and a circle forms around them…

…

Reima “Err, who?” he asks, wondering if his Abyssal Servants had accidentally killed anyone…

“I am Merdrah Gaeveled! You killed my husband Kreld Gaeveled!” she screams.

…

Reima “Yeah… I hate to repeat myself but, who is this “Kreld” you speak of…” he mutters in confusion.

Merdrah sends a furious look at him, “WHO? HE WAS THE FORMER OWNER OF RAKVERELIN, KRELD DRAGONBANE, AND YOU KILLED HIM!”

…

Reima tilts his head to the side while squinting, trying to recall such a person… “Ah.” he mutters, dropping a fist into his palm. “The cocky guy who got stepped on by a dragon?”

…

Merdrah Gaeveled “You bastard! How dare you! Kreld died honorably, heroically fighting off your army of monsters!”

Reima snorts, “Right… Anyway, I’d like to continue what I was saying, I’d apologize for killing Krud Dragonpain but I don’t care about something trying to invade my territory.” he states, causing Merdrah to go bright red in righteous indignation.

Merdrah “OUR TOWN WILL NEVER LISTEN TO YOU, FIEND!”

…

The circle around her grows wider as people murmur insults at her…

“Barating our saviour?”

“Sir Kreld invaded his territory, it’s self defense right?”

“He freed us!”

“Damn noble, don’t bring down his wrath upon us!”

Reima shrugs, “Doesn’t seem so, could you keep quiet until I’m finished?” he asks, waving his hand and casting a silencing charm on her just to make sure. He can’t help but chuckle however as Merdrah continues to soundlessly scream and flail her arms around angrily.

A rock is thrown at him and Reima gives it a flick back to the sender, knocking Merdrah out… Finally. A child walks by and gives her a kick in the shin before running away, getting a nod from Reima.

Reima “Anyway! What I was saying was that I’ll need volunteers to become the new leaders of this territory, the Vampires likely won’t attack again as I’ll be keeping them busy, which means it’s up to you all to rebuild what was lost. I will provide you with enough supplies until you become self-sufficient again, so the volunteers must be at least somewhat versed in leadership, management, reading, writing, and some knowledge of trade.” he says, causing some of the excited people to frown and back up as the few with these skills step forwards.

Reima nods, “And now, I’d like to present you all with one of life’s greatest creations… Democracy. These people here will have a few minutes each to persuade you all they are suited for the job of mayor, once they’re all finished you can vote for them. Good? Good.” he says, watching as one of the potential leaders immediately begins speaking and promising a better future for everyone…