Power Test

"Hey, Sciat, do you by any chance know what those are?" Aaron asked, not in fear, but in curiosity. "Unfortunately not. The only thing I remember after being summoned here is that my name is Sciat. It is entirely possible that I was just created on the spot, but I am unsure. Although, they do look like they want to injure us." Sciat responded, commenting on the aura that the Hell Hounds were giving off. The Hell Hounds snarled, and began rushing towards Aaron, bolting down the hallway, leaving a trail of flames behind them, rushing side by side.

The floors beneath them were also covered in such flames, and had begun to release smoke. Similar to the building that Aaron had murdered that man in. Aaron prepared his own little counter-attack, but Sciat put his hand out infront of Aaron, signalling him to stop. Sciat was curious as to how strong they were.

Sciat's hand began glowing a dark, powerful purple, as he pulled back his hand, closing it into a fist, almost like a martial artist going into a stance. He pushed his hand forward, while opening his hand wide, and a cylindrical purple beam shot forward, covering the entire hallway, except for the edges. Since the Hell Hounds were running beside eachother, they got hit by the beam at the same time.

The beam disintegrated both of the Hell Hounds almost instantly, leaving only part of their legs behind. There was no blood, however, and that was because Hell Hounds had no blood. They were beings that ran completely on mana. After just a few seconds, the legs that were held together by mana simply turned to dust. This was because there was no mana left to sustain the body. Aaron then noticed the noticeable hole in the wall that Sciat's beam had created.

"Well, they were extremely weak, weren't they?" Sciat commented, somewhat disappointed at how they died so easily. Aaron was speechless. He didn't think that those monsters would be so weak either, but he also didn't think that Sciat would be able to completely disintegrate them within an instant.

"Well, call me impressed, Sciat. I am astounded at the sheer power you possess." Aaron replied, clapping his grey hands together. Aaron was used to the grey material that covered his hands by now. "Oh, you praise me, Lord Aaron. They were, apparently, extremely weak compared to me, so you shouldn't have to worry about that. Although, I must ask, why do you wear such a mask to cover your face? It may seem out of the blue, but I'm curious. What makes you wear such a covering, or is it personal choice?" Sciat asked. He was confused as to whatever reason the person who summoned him would need to hide his face from him.

"Well, I suppose this question was bound to come up eventually. Here, let me show you why I hide my face. First, however, I will need to make sure nobody else sees my face." Aaron responded, as he pointed his finger at the camera on the ceiling, and fired of a shot of gravity at it, hitting it in the centre of its lense, creating a large hole in it, rendering it completely useless. This only further increased Sciat's curiosity, but he patiently waited for the one who summoned him to show his face.

Aaron placed his hand on his mask, and moved it slightly, first revealing his left eye, which was completely pink. Only the area where bones would be, and his iris, was there. The rest was black. This shocked Sciat. Hell, this was an understatement. Sciat stumbled backwards, shocked at the face of Aaron, the one he called 'Lord'. Aaron sighed, and placed his mask back properly on his face. "It appears that you aren't fully prepared to see my face. That's fine. I can wait until you have prepared yourself later in the future." Aaron said, somewhat disappointed that the person he summoned was afraid of his face. He couldn't blame him though. Jacob had been the same, but had simply gone extreme with his way of dealing with it. At least Sciat wouldn't try to murder him.

[He can't murder you. Unbeknownst to the two of you, or at least him for now, there is what's known as a 'Master-Servant Pact' between you two. It basically makes sure he obeys it, and he doesn't feel like disobeying you. This obviously means no killing you.]

'Well, ain't that a nifty little thing you completely neglected to tell us?' Aaron replied to the system, faking anger, which the system could sense, and just decided not to reply in case Sciat started getting curious as to what was happening. This was when Aaron heard some yelling from the hallway, as a man holding a fire extinguisher came rushing up the stairway. Each set of stairs was in an inconvenient location, that being at the end of the hallway you were currently on. So if you ran up one set of stairs, you'd have to run through an entire hallway to get to the next set.

The white foam that was spraying out of the fire extinguisher started sputtering, but he didn't care, so he threw the fire extinguisher away. He saw Aaron standing in the hallway, and pulled out a gun he had in his pocket. It was Sam, the security guard. He fired a bullet, and Sciat couldn't stop it in time. Aaron had his hand up, with his palm splayed. The bullet impacted against his hand, and slightly pushed through, but it allowed Aaron to catch it, stopping it's momentum.

The guard then had a scared look on his face, as not only had the bullet been stopped, but there was no damaged sustained to the kid. "Who the hell ARE you!?" He yelled, firing off eleven more shots, emptying his magazine. Though, for some reason, all the bullets went towards Aaron's hand. This was because Aaron was using his Boundless Telekinesis to direct all of the bullets towards him. He dropped the bullets towards the ground, disabling his Telekinesis.

"I...am the last thing you'll see in this life." Aaron ominously replied, as he teleported behind Sam, took in breath in, and snapped his neck.