Ruler of the Shadow
The Warden climbed the steps of corpses. The human faced demon birds circled behind him blowing off the candle lights.
Darkness followed the Warden who gripped a handmade 8-chambered long barrel wheel gun in his hands. Smoke dispersed from the candle wick and joined the lazy smoke dancing around the revolver barrels. The warden reached the top and the demon birds stopped him at the entrance of a huge metal gate on which faces of lost souls were crying in agony. The Guardians of the Gate laughed at the Warden. Evil echoed around the hell hole.
Demon Birds: You are surrounded by our Prince of Darkness, the Ruler of your Shadow. What shall happen to YOU!
The Warden lifted his wheel guns to his sides. He flicked the revolvers outwards to flip open the cylinder. Empty cartridges fell to the ground producing sparks as they kissed the stone floor. He thrusted both the empty guns down faster to his hip towards the bullet case attached to his belt. Once the cylinders were reloaded with sharps, he flipped inwards to lock and load the wheel gun.
The Warden: When Bullets Fly, YOU die!
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