"If we don't do something..." Hannah flinched as screaming was heard. More soldiers rode through the street with torches. "They're going to burn down the town!"
"Many more will be if I don't. Besides, there's something you don't know about me. My father... he was a knight." He walks up to the guards. "Leave here before things get ugly." He pauses. "And that guy doesn't count as ugly since he's already here."
The guards did not look amused. "Show us to the princess and we will not bring you harm." The leader growled, looking not happy. The men with torches were ready to throw them if necessary.
"You would do best not to anger us, young one." The leader growled, holding up a hand. With just a flick of his wrist, the city would be up in flames. "Where is Princess Hannah?"
"I don't know. What I do know is that you guys are supposed to be this towns protectors, not its doom." He stares the man down, unafraid of him. If the man lit the town on fire Kyy could fight fire with fire... literally.
"It is also our duty to protect the princess of this kingdom. If you are hiding her from us then we will have no choice but to search the village and punish those aiding the kidnapper." The guard said, keeping his hand still.
"We searched the castle and could not find her there. If you are hiding her then I would suggest you stop playing games before we decide to punish you." The guard growled.
Kyy frowns. "Bad choice." He leans in abit, the sword breaking the skin and causing it to trickle blood. He punches the guard in the gut after setting his hand on fire.
"He has powers! Be careful!" Another guard yelled as the different men charged with strange stone swords, sharpened and ready to fight. The swords were made of the same stone that Hannah was talking about earlier.
More guards started to appear, charging at Kyy to try and overpower him. They just had wanted to ask him nicely to help them find the princess, but he was being a bit of an ass so they charged.
Kyy scowls when he sees reinforcements.. "I'm sick of you sorry excuses for guards. No wonder my dad quit when the head guard changed. You don't deserve to be a guard." He slams his fist into the ground. "I think my hatred for you might erupt!" He smirks as cracks form, spreading from where he punched and releasing flames.