The human escorted the group.... of what he called failures to Sombra. The quiet halls echoed with each step the group took. The black walls were glowing faintly with the glow of torches that were bolted tightly on the walls sparked quietly.
"You're seriously going to take us there?" The captain asked the cultist his face still turned forward.
"Of course I'm taking you to him. You failed your one mission. Sombra placed his trust in you and you failed, all for the sake of a duel. Pathetic." He spat looking back at the captain and his men. The captain gritted his teeth as he bit his tongue.
"It's called honor something you wouldn't know about cultist scum!" He shouted losing his temper.
"Careful, if I were you I would watch your tongue." He grinned as he felt the captains anger building up. He turned around and looked at him dead in the eyes and laughed. "I mean if that paladin almost beat you, I know for sure then you wouldn't stand a chance against me." He laughed as they kept walking.
"He didn't almost beat me, he used cheap shots. That is not a victory especially, for a paladin." He snorted getting in the cultists face.
"A win is a win, just accept it, you lost. You are an old washed up hag of a fighter. I think you couldn't even touch a hair on my head if we fought." The cultist grinned his voice changing to a tone of superiority.
"Yeah, that's what you think but I am a man of honor. You are considered an ally....for now." The captain said spitting venom with his words. The cultist looked at him before laughing.
"What do you mean for now?" He asked stepping back a few inches.
"If I so even see a hint of betrayal I will hunt you down." The captain whispered stepping closer.
"Boldly stated, but your threats are hollow." The cultist sneered with a chuckle. The light flickered as the grouped walked the candles dimming behind them almost like lights being dimmed slowly. The air was starting to have a tense feeling in it as the tension between the two began to arise.
"Perhaps you'd like to learn a thing or two?" The captain said stopping again. He stood straight up making his presence be known. He readied his weapon at his side.
The cultist was beginning to feel annoyed that the captain was still going on. "Do you ever shut the hell up?" He asked the captain was about to speak before being cut off to a swift punch to the gut. "May I also remind you who gave you the dark magic that flows through your pathetic veins?" He grunted as he kicked the captain back. His men stood there to afraid to do anything as the cultist pulled out a blade. "So tell me this! Do you want to waste my time or shall we keep trekking on? Either way you're going to Sombra rather beaten and broken or still in one piece?!" He asked shouting making the candles in the area flicker before he snapped making the light re balance in the atmosphere. The air was still hanging heavy with the tension between the two.
"You know you failed your mission too." The captain spat from his kick to the chest. He walked but into the cultist's face getting eye level with him before headbutting him. "YOU were supposed to destroy the castle while we bought time and corrupted their forces." He turned his headbutt into a kick buck to the shoulder. The cultist arm snapping loudly in the process. The candles now blazed with rage just like the cultist.
"That's it you pathetic waste of breath I'm going to snuff the life out of you!" He shouted using the flames from the candles conjuring them into a living flame. The beast gave off an immense heat so much so that there were heat mirages in the area. "Now you wish to mess with the powers of a god!?" The cultist shouted before the flame giant dissipated. The room was black before lighting back up again but with a darker flame.
"Both of you have kept me waiting long enough!" A voice shouted from the end of the hallway.