No more games.

[Carbon]

Under the guise of night, a thumping could be heard a few yards out from Moxtli's entrance. As quickly as they appeared,  the cloaked figures also vanished. Into the dirt they planted a pole with the head of Teraphim Demon-Slayer Finley Ghede spiked through it. The pale-skinned Teraphim bleached further of colour, crimson ichor being the only thing that decorated his visage.

No body was present, but a simple note under the display.

"Keep taking what is mine, and I shall start taking yours. A gift to my beloved Aunt, Amaranthis the Betrayer. Kin of Nanzo Tyranny.

This is for Heinrik."