Jadax looked at his surroundings. 150 people were all silent. Grant Knighton
stood behind a podium. To his back, a forest. "Are you going to renounce
your clan of evil, or will I be forced to kill you?" Jadax leaped at the
clan leader. Grant Knighton dodged him. Jadax swung at him, and shattered
the podium. He grabbed Grant and threw him into the forest. Exchanging
blows, the two moved deeper into the forest. Jadax delivered such a powerful
blow that Knighton was sent sprawling. Jadax leaped on top of him, and
continued punching until the leader of the Manotic Order was dead. Jadax got
an idea. He quickly removed Knighton's clothes and threw them on. He put the
hood over his head to conceal his identity. In the short time before he
killed him, he had gotten so that he could imitate Grant's voice. Several
monks came in and found him. "Are you alight?" one asked. "I'm okay. The
evil agent is dead." He got up to where the podium used to be, and continued
the speech. "You all realize that where there is one agent of evil, there
are sure to be others. We must end this evil once and for all. Therefore, we
will be going on an offensive. While we are not trained well in the arts of
fighting, The Man will be with us and I am sure we can defeat the evil of
Spyre. Starting in one hour, we will march south and defeat any Spyre agents
in the way" "Just an hour??!!??" "Why south?" "We don't know where their
home base is!!!" "Silence! We must go quickly, for soon the sun will be
blocked for a whole week. Brother Freyton J'Karter (Jadax picked this name
up when the 8 monks caught him in the forest) You will be the leader of our
offensive. That is all. Be ready, brothers! We begin in one hour!" The monks
were confused, but did as they were told. Jadax went into the forest and
took off Knighton's clothes. He then found his way to a road. As he walked
down a road, he found his broadsword. Later, two men on horses came up. He
would have killed them, but one called out, "Jadax Firestorm!" It was Demise
and Sorrow. Sorrow said, "Jadax. Where's Swindle?"  "Gone. Why?" "We need
his blood to get my powers back." "Blood? Now that I can supply. There's
some on my sword." "Alright! Can I have three drops?" Most of the blood was
dry, but enough was still fresh to get three drops. "Sure. Whatever." Sorrow
got the gold sword out and pricked his finger. He mixed Nick's blood with
his own, and dropped it on the symbols. There was a flash, and again Sorrow
was knocked out. Demise woke him up. "Are your powers back? Did it work?"
Suddenly, a nearby tree caught on fire. All three smiled.