Vainqueur the Dragon - Chapter 77: Starter vs Legendary
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Chapter 77: Starter vs Legendary

Like a savior, Vainqueurs friend rode through the portal on his dark horses back.

He looked exactly the same as the day he left, covered by his armor and swinging his scythe. Yet his posture had changed. He seemed more confident, with his back straight and his shoulders high. Vainqueur knew his friend had become the apex of a chief of staff, second only to his dragon master. Two skeletal servants followed after him, carrying bags and a black cup.

The crowd exploded into cheers at the Viziers triumphant return, much to his silent surprise. Wow, they look really happy to see me, Friend Victor muttered to his mount.

Dont count me among them, the horse complained. Youve somehow gotten even heavier to carry around.

Manling Victor narrowed his head at the sight of Knight Kia standing on the opposite end of the arena, before glancing up at Jolie, and finally his master. Have I come back just in time for the tournament, Your Majesty?

You could not have said it better, minion! Vainqueur cleared his throat. Citizens of Murmurin! To celebrate the return of my chief of staff, Grand Vizier Victor shall do the thing! He will fight Knight Kia instead of Corpseling Jules!

Oh, thank Camilla, Jules rejoiced, knowing his masters honor was saved.

Fight Kia? What? Manling Victor looked at his future opponent. What the Happyland?

Come on, it will be fun! Knight Kia said, eager to be defeated by a dragon; even half of one.

Vainqueurs Vizier didnt sound keen on the idea, perhaps out of a misplaced fear of embarrassing his master. You actually want us to fight?

Actually, Ive daydreamed about it for a while, Knight Kia admitted, before quickly adding. In a friendly spar way!

Kia will crush you like the rest! Jolie boasted on behalf of her minion. She is the strongest minion in the world!

Your Kia may be a legendary chief of staff, but mine is better trained! Vainqueur defended his chief of staff, who had been his starting minion since he started adventuring. And he has the overwhelming [Dragon] type advantage!

Victor let out a sigh, before climbing off his horse. The animal immediately teleporting away with a moan of relief, the skeletal servants after them. Can somebody tell me the rules?

As Vainqueur reminded everyone of them, the Vizier listened in silence, before muttering, Six fighters, you give us orders as our trainers and Wait, is this a dog fight? Are we the dogs?

Kia Kia, Manling Kia replied with heavy sarcasm, clearly stressed at the thought of fighting a half-dragon.

Oh you, shut up, Friend Victor replied while swinging his scythe. I cant summon minions, but are animated items allowed?

Vainqueur considered the matter, the problem having never presented itself in a previous minion battle. Yes, the dragon said. So long as they stop working in the unlikely case you are defeated, for the sake of fairness.

Good, although it sucks hard that I cant summon, Victor complained. It removes a third of my spell list.

I will let you take the first swing then, Kia said, jumping on place to stretch her legs. Impress me.

Alright, your loss of sleep then, Victor replied, raising his scythe. [Nightmare Lord]!

The very world shifted around Manling Victor, unnatural energies spreading through the arena. A noxious, purple miasma filled the air and covered the ground while screaming, ghostly figures made of mist swirled around Knight Kia; fanged skeletal maws surged from below, while yellow eyes grew on the walls alongside a thick, crimson moss.

Kia backed down, as the Colosseum became alive, the walls growing decorations such as mosaics of whispering humanoid skulls. The strange effect stopped right at the border of the arena before it could spread to the stands, although the phantom eyes glanced at the citizens in the stands with hunger.

Your arena turned into a [Nightmare Realm] Field!

Of course, the minions cheered at the spectacle. Best special effects! Crush her, Lord Victor! Show her!

What the Knight Kia bristled, as the mist ghosts passed through her chest, turning her skin whiter.

[Kia Bekele] is being [Drained] of her HP/SP!

Kia, use the beam! Jolie barked orders to her minion. The sunbeam!

Her chief of staff raised her sword, calling upon her last reserves of SP to use her most powerful ability. [Solar Judgment]!

Minion, dodge! Vainqueur ordered, but his minion disobeyed.

[Spirit Shield]. A purple, spherical barrier of ghostly energies surrounded manling Victor, deflecting the pillar of light. [Victors Summoned Skulls].

Two dozens floating golden skullsVainqueur approved of his minions tasteappeared around the shield, before flinging themselves at Knight Kia. The paladin adopted the defensive pose she used against Buzz and Rollo, expecting a physical attack.

Instead, the skulls opened their mouths and fired ghostly rays at her.

The knight deflected the beams with her sword, but the skulls soon circled her and attacked from all directions. Meanwhile, the arenas specters kept draining the legendary minion.

[True Breath of Life], [Protection from Holy], [Necromantic Ward], [Eldritch Benediction], [Fallen Auspices], [Elemental Veil], [Vorpal Blade]... Manling Victor replied, casting spells to reinforce himself from the safety of his shield. [Fear Aura], [Breath of Plagues]...

All your minions stats have been raised by one stage!

Your minion will now resist [Fire], [Earth], [Wind] and [Water]!

Your minions [Killer Scythe +] has been greatly bolster

As a long, long list of messages appeared before Vainqueurs eyes, one of the skulls managed to hit Kia in the shoulder, making the knight angrier. [Sunburst], she declared, her body radiating a burst of holy flames, vaporizing the skulls and even repelling some of the specters. [Full He]

[Black Curse]! Manling Victor cast, a dark aura surrounding Kia and negating her healing. Vainqueur guessed the minions strategy: exploit the field to weaken the legendary minion, prevent her from healing, then catch her after wearing her down enough!

I hate disruption tactics, Kia said, summoning a circular barrier of light around herself. [Mithras Grace], [Hasten]...

She copied his chief of staff! What a hack! Minion, do not let her make a fool of you! Vainqueur ordered. Attack!

It will cost me HP, but here I come Manling Victor replied, [Pact with the Archfiends]!

Sinister energies converged around the Vizier, whose body underwent a radical transformation as his spirit shield collapsed.

What? [Victor Dalton] is evolving!

The Doer of the Thing grew in size into a twelve feet tall behemoth of muscle, with cloven hooves for feet; a stinger grew at the end of his dragon tail, and his face changed into that of a skeletal ram. His armor and scythe grew to fit his new size, turning him into a fearsome figure.

Congratulations! Your [Victor Dalton] evolved into [Demonling Victor]!

While the few angels in the audience recoiled and booed at the sight, the fiends in the audience became all but possessed.

Vainqueur, meanwhile, was furious. Minion!

What, Your Majesty? Demonling Victor replied, his voice transformed into a guttural growl.

You were supposed to become closer to the majesty of dragons, not to livestock!

Oh, you know that spell? Knight Kia replied, more curious than surprised. Its been years since I saw a wizard cast it. Dont you go to Hell if you die afterward, though?

Not if you have soul stock-options, Demonling Victor spoke, as a dark aura surrounding Knight Kia. [Death Hex].

[Demonling Victor]s successful armed attacks against [Kia Bekele] will become critical hits.

With a dragonlike roar, Demonling Victor charged at his rival, carried on by Vainqueurs cheers.

And charge he did. Even if tainted by livestock blood, his chief of staff moved faster than ever before, almost as much as the Maure insect in his prime. He crossed the light barrier as if it wasnt there, and raised his scythe for the kill.

Knight Kia, worn down by the misty specters swarming the arena, shrouded her sword in light and parried the blow. Even with the difference in size, the warrior matched the Vizier in strength; even if Vainqueur hated to admit it, she had been one of the few beings capable of harming him, and it showed.

Demonling Victor parried the strike, as both fighters engaged in a deadly dance of blades. Knight Kia, moving inmanlingly fast, dodged the scythe time and time again; while the Vizier parried a few swings, the paladin proved herself too difficult to counter, her blade piercing his armor on half a dozen occasions. Yet at no point did she manage to shed blood, much to her frustration.

[Demonslayer] effect negated by [Darwinist]!

While he slowly pushed his foe against the arenas walls with a flurry of attacks, Demonling Victor failed to get past the knights guard. She hopped around the demonic chief of staff like a slime, her speed slightly exceeding his own.

[Freezing Edge]. The warriors sword released a chilly glow, before piercing Demonling Victors hide again. This time, the sword cut deep and made the chief of staff snarl in pain. I knew it! Your Perk doesn't cover elemental weaknesses, only type-determined ones!

[Envious], Victor replied, the chilling edge of the sword vanishing to reappear around the Viziers scythe instead. Before Knight Kia could recover from the surprise, Demonling Victor hit her in the chest with a cheap shot, the sheer strength of the blow propelling her against a wall. Jolie let out a squeal of horror, worried for her minion, while Victor's wounds healed on their own.

Critical hit! [Insta-Death] negated!

Knight Kia almost immediately stood back to her feet, avoiding a new swing by lowering herself. Victors scythe slashed through the wall like butter, much to Vainqueurs horror.

The knight reapplied the chilling effect to her blade and attempted to backstab her foe, but Demonling Victor acted quicker. He summoned a wall of bones below his feet, rising above the blade before it could pierce his hide. Then, using the high ground, he leaped on the knight and attempted to crush her under his heavier body. The knight barely managed to dodge, with the demodragon instantly forcing her on the defensive with a series of vicious attacks.

Minion! Vainqueur shouted, as his minion failed to get past the knights impervious guard. Use your V-Move!

The what? his minion replied, as he barely blade-locked the paladins sword before it could hit him in the eye. Knight Kia began a counterattack, inverting their positions.

THE V-MOVE! The Vainqueur-Move!

Oh, right! Demonling Victor inhaled, locked Knight Kias blade with his own, and then unleashed a mighty stream of flames at the paladin from his maw.

Im immune to fir Knight Kia let out a groan of pain and surprise, as it turned out nothing could resist dragonfire. Her flesh and armor began to melt from dark flames. Why was Demonling Victors firebreath black though? Vainqueur wondered. Did his chief of staff indulge in drugs?

Kia! Jolie shouted in fear, seeing her legendary minion pushed to the brink. I believe in you! Use your V-move too!

Knight Kia, now cornered, used the last of her strength for a final counterattack. [Holy Sun of Mithras].

She opened her free hand and materialized a miniature sun within it, and then shoved it against Demonling Victors face. Determined to win, the chief of staff kept overwhelming her with his dragonbreath.

What followed was completely unexpected.

Both attacks resonated with one another, the energies of the holy sun mixing with Demonling Victors unholy dragonbreath. Both swirled and contracted, before violently exploding.

The mighty detonation that followed shook the entire Colosseum, and even Vainqueur struggled to stay on his promontory as a blast of flames and holy energies cracked the walls and terminated the Field effect. A massive cloud of dust covered the battleground, leaving the fate of the battle ambiguous. The crowd turned silent, at the edge of their seats.

When the cloud of dust settled, the outcome became obvious.

Both fighters laid unconscious on the ground, with Demonling Victor having regressed back to Manling Victora relief to Vainqueur, who wouldnt stand a half-goat chief of staff. Knight Kia still breathed, but couldn't get back up.

Double knockout! Batling Charlene decided. Its a tie!

Kia! Jolie immediately flew to her minions side.

Vainqueur sighed in relief. While he would have preferred for his champion to win, the empires honor had been defended. Citizens, it is time to congratulate the two winners of the day, the dragon said. My niece and I, for raising the strongest minions in the world!

The crowd erupted in cheers, which made the emperor happy.

Now minions, go heal my chief of staff! the dragon ordered. The rest of you, breed, and sin no more!

Murmurin. The one place where you can leave for seven years/days, and then be expected to fight a paladin five minutes after your return. He would have been proud of tying with Kia, if he didn't owe that result to dumb luck.

Last time he used an [Unholy] attack against a [Holy] one.

At least the citizens looked very, very happy to see him again, the Vizier mused from below the thick blankets of his king-sized bed. Not only did they pile up tons of healing spells on him, even though he still had a long way before recovering, his fans spent minutes touching his skin as if he was Jesus reborn.

What happened to make them miss him so much?

They had even rebuilt his mansion, down to the last detail. Vainqueurs minions had painstakingly recreated every room into identical copies of the original, from the hall to the chimney room. Even his bed felt the same.

Instead of undead servants though, Charlene had replaced the staff with female living monsters, most of them strong, fit, greenish orcs. Each of them carried strange letters and had leered at him with less than pure intentions; although the Vizier wondered if they just found him appetizing as a potential meal.

Speaking of Charlene... Vic, thank the twelve gods you are back. The vampire said for the tenth time. We missed you so much!

This sent up a whole lot of alarms. The vampire was never too affectionate with him, even while in a good mood, and yet she had remained at his bedside for the entire evening. He also noticed the glow marking her for the [Mook Promotion] perk surrounding her body. Thanks? he replied, unsure how to deal with her strange behavior.

You dont have to worry about taking a break anymore, she said. Savoureuse will always prepare your favorite dishes now, the best trainers in all of Ishfania will take care of you after work, you will be protected from every poison, disease, toxin, assassinations, everything that could possibly threaten you. Nothing bad will ever happen to you again.

Uh, okay?

But you have to stay, she insisted as if her unlife depended on it. You dont need to leave anymore.

While it had started comforting, her behavior now raised a huge number of alarm bells. Charlene, what is wrong? Are assassins listening in a corner?

No, of course not. If you need anything, everyone will have it. Because we love you, in Murmurin. You are finally home, forever.

What the Happyland happened in his absence? She sounded like she wanted to chain him up in his basement forever. Why did you replace the undead servants with orcs? the Vizier asked, smelling a trap.

Vainqueur organized a speed breeding event at your manor, Charlene said. Theyre here for you. All for you. So long as you stay.

If this was meant to be a speed dating event, why was he the only guy in the manor, as far as he could tell? Did Vainqueur expect him to

Oh.

Oh no, not this mess again.

"Charlene, I just took a sun to the face," Victor grumbled, "And my entire body feels sore, even the dragon tail. I am not in the mood for breeding."

"So what do I tell them then?" the vampire asked with astonishment.

"Tell them to come back when Im healed, and maybe have an orgy in the basement if they cant wait," the Vizier deadpanned, tired and annoyed. "Lavere probably did worse down there."

But you wont leave? Charlene suddenly asked again. The Vizier looked at her, then at his wounds, then back at her. The vampire understood the silent message and left him alone, closing the door behind her.

Victor could still hear her discuss with the orcs outside. So? Who goes first?

He doesnt want to breed.

Damn, hes very, very sick

Did they take him for a pervert? True, he liked female company, but he didnt think about them all the time either. Victor wasnt a rabbit.

Anyway, the Vizier allowed himself to close his eyes and rest but his respite didnt last long.

Mr. Victor, how good to see you back! Victor opened his eyes, seeing a very familiar angel at his bedside with a pile of documents in her hands. So we can talk about your karma!

How the Happyland did she always manage to enter his room without raising an alarm? Probably an angel Perk. Still, Miels presence felt way more comfortable than Charlenes right now.

Good to see you too, Victor said, especially since he noticed the glow around her; she was ready for a monster promotion. What do you want to talk about? My karma files should be stainless.

That is what I do not understand, she replied, too sharp for her own good. Your karma still appears as chaotic good, after you used a spell to transform into an archfiend to fight a paladin.

I had to learn the spell to fight one of the most skilled villains of the age. Which was technically true. A teacher mastermind so dangerous, so relentless, that a friend and I had to fake a rivalry for three years just to stand a chance of catching him off-guard. We even had a real, dangerous battle with spells and tricks and everything.

Three years?

It was in a time anomaly, its complicated. Victor shrugged off. In any case, I wont let the power corrupt me.

I will put it as a heroic sacrifice, but do not abuse this spell, Miel said, clinching his files with a worried look. Please?

Its a last resort, Victor said. I will do my best not to cause you harm with your higher-ups, especially now that they finally accepted to promote you. Congrats by the way!

Much to his confusion, her face crumbled. No. An Old Testamenter wrote a scathing review and the archangels vetoed my promotion for the next decade.

What? But you have done an excellent job! And I can [Mook Promote] you just fine, so you definitively met the conditions!

You can promote me? Her head perked up before she caught herself. No, I cannot I cannot have a mortal promote me, its against the rules.

Look at me, Victor said. I can literally transform into a demon, and still keep my good karma! Because I chose whats right, over what is ordered! Because I buried my hands deep in trashes, so others could keep their own clean!

The angel listened, before frowning at him. "Mr. Victor."

"Yes?"

"The armor you wield," she said, "I asked my superiors about it. They said that it applies the [Cursed] ailment to pure souls who follow the path of goodness."

"... yes?"

"Then, if your karma remains truly pure... why are you not [Cursed]? You do not seem to have immunity to it."

...

Victor was tempted to tell the truth. He truly was.

[Diabolical Mastermind] activated!

You gain a +30 check bonus to get away with your insurance fraud!

But then, reflexes honed over seven years of [Eldritch Philosophy] classes kicked in. "Well, that's exactly my point," the Vizier replied, "Heaven's methods are outdated."

The angel's frown deepened. "Excuse me?"

"If Heaven considers me good karma, but my armor doesn't, then it means karma is fundamentally subjective," Victor argued, "And thus useless as an objective measurement of one's worth."

"But that's impossible!" the angel protested, "Our karma analysis has been refined over centuries! My, it is even confirmed by the System ruling Outremonde!"

"Then how do you explain the contradiction? Or the fact that someone's karma can suddenly change from good to neutral or evil through only one action? That one action can condemn you forever to Happyland, even if you change your mind afterward? Does that system seems fair to you?"

Miel remained silent, pondering the weight of his words.

"I'm just saying that instead of following the judgment of someone else, you should do what you, yourself, believe is right. Because in a purely subjective world, this is the only true answer!"

Charisma check successful!

You are right, Mr. Victor, the angel believed his helpful lie, I should follow what I feel is right, instead of bowing to outdated regulations! My methods are unconventional, but they brought the most SP to Heaven since the Karma+ Insurance! I deserve a promotion.

The angel seemed to pump herself up until she finally said. You know what? I quit!

You quit Heaven?

Yes, but not for Happyland! I will promote myself to my own boss, and create the best afterlife service across the planes! The Miels Little Angels Company! I will show them all!

Then I will gladly be your first employer, Victor encouraged her. You have the talent and my support. The empires support. Would you like to become a governor?

A governor? The angels eyes shone brightly. Like a regional manager?

With unlimited resources and very little oversight, Victor said. Ive been toying with the system, and with the Empire expanding overseas soon, I believe you more than earned a chance to manage things as you wish.

After all, how many angels would have had the patience to deal with him and Murmurin? Precious few, from what he had gathered. Victor would rather keep good recruits on the Empires side, especially with a war on the horizon.

Thank you, Mr. Victor, the angel said with gratitude. You are the best client an angel could want. I will pack my belongings, and then I will take you up on your offer.

The angel vanished in a flash of feathers, leaving Victor alone.

The Vizier wondered how she would react to Isabelle Maure, though. He would keep their territories as far from the other as possible.

Someone knocked on the door. Yes? Victor called.

Viiiiic, its me! Chocolatine called out. Im with Allison!

Come in! Victor replied, relieved to hear the werewolf safe and sound. Ever since he failed to contact her through his Perk, the Vizier had worried if something had happened to her.

Chocolatine entered the room dressed like the little riding hood and with a huge basket in hands, while Allison waved a hand at the Vizier from beyond the threshold. Then the dryad politely closed the door, giving the two some privacy.

And they would need privacy.

I baked you a medicine cake to help you recover, Chocolatine said, after kissing the Vizier on the cheek and sitting on the bed. I hope you like it.

That woman was sugar. Bad for the health, but sweet.

That was what Victor thought until he opened the basket. A scaled hand stood on top of the bloody cake like a twisted candle.

Oh, I mixed them up! She immediately took back his cake and put it out of his sight, as if ashamed of it. Im sorry, this one was for Croissant...

Victor took back what he said. Chocolatine wasn't sugar, but LSD. Pure, undiluted LSD. Still, he had grown surprisingly fond of her. Choc, I have to admit something, the Vizier said with a sheepish face. Which you may take badly.

Uh, me too she replied with the exact same tone. We go at the same time?

Both inhaled, and then quickly said, I cuddled Allison! I cuddled Satan!

Satan? Chocolatine blinked. Whos that?

Not actually Satan, but an archfiend and her cousin and her trainee

Then you cooked them with beans and ate them? the werewolf asked with morbid curiosity. Is that how you transformed into a demon? Can I do it too?

No! Victor protested. No, you cant!

Oh, she said, very disappointed but not mad at him either.

"So, you and Allison?"

She was really lonely and burning out with all the city management work. I invited her home to console her, and I was lonely because you were gone and we had broken up and one thing led to another, and and and you're not mad?

"That's why I asked for a break, no? So we could both figure ourselves out. Thing is I did, one [Eldritch Philosophy] class at a time."

The werewolf listened in silence, suddenly tense and dreading his answer.

"I really like you, more than I should," Victor admitted. Like a drug, take it once and you can no longer do without. "But I value my freedom more than anything, and while a committed relationship probably has its own Perks, I dont want the compromises that come with it. I dont want to settle with someone, and I dont want to string you along either.

The werewolf listened with growing sadness but showed surprising maturity afterward. I cant tie you up, Chocolatine admitted, before adding, hopeful. But can I still tie you up? With ropes?

Sure, why not? He had done much worse in Scholomance, and if that made her happy, he was willing to stay open-minded. We can stay friends with Perks.

I can live with that, she said, before resting her head against him. Victor let her and scratched the werewolf behind the ears. "You're still totally going to fall in love with me. Give it time."

Someone knocked on the door, and Allison walked inside, smiling at the sight of the couple, but also carrying a huge pile of files. You listened to everything, didn't you? Victor asked her.

I have, although I didnt intend to, the priestess replied. You seem a lot more confident, as if you cleared up an internal conflict. And if I am not mistaken, you seem to have aged a little more than seven days.

I have, Victor replied. Im no longer on the fence about what I want with my life.

Good, because no way Im filling in for you as a chief of staff, ever again, she said, all but dumping the paper pile on the bed. Here are the incident reports for the last week. I must also inform you that I covered the entire mansion with protection spells and that you may wish to avoid the basement for a few days. It will smell terrible.

And youre fine with Victor trailed, glancing at Chocolatine and then back at the dryad.

Vic, I am a priestess of the goddess of pleasure, Allison replied. If anything, free love is my religious service.

Goddamn hippies. Victor grabbed the papers with one hand, while still cuddling Chocolatine with the other. I guess its too early for a democratic council, he thought upon reading the long list of catastrophes. Definitively local governors.

"Seven days, Allison!" Victor complained as he went through the reports, "I left for seven days."

"Ah, I also forgot the damage bill," the dryad handed him another paper with far too many zeroes. "Charlene said you would find the budget to cover it."

...

That was his student debt all over again.

Spoiler: V&V Updated Stats

Vainqueur "Best Dragon" Knightsbane

Level: 56 (Augustus 27/Witchfinder General 10/Kaiser 15/Dungeon Breeder 3/Geomancer 1)

Type: Dragon.

Party: V&V.

Health Points

6,635

Special Points 1560 Strength 148 Vitality 110 Skill 49 Agility 74 Intelligence 39 Charisma 121 (+10) Luck 72 Personal PerksClass Perks Dragonfire Breath Born in the Purple Fire Immunity For the Emperor Red Dragon Lifeforce King of Games Dragon Arrogance Dynasty Dragonscale Crowd Favorite Super Senses Supercrit Virgin Princess Radar Spell Purge Lesser Poison Resistance Witch Burning Deadfriend Lesser Magic Resistance Taunt Exorcism I Crested Hunter's Resolve El Presidente Stipend Dungeon Owner (Castle of Murmurin) Victory Fist Summon Herald (Victor Dalton) Imperial Authority Malefic Secrecy Monster Empathy Charged Attack (Dragon Breath) Victory Roar Mirror Scale Fire Crown Immovable Show-off Gold Shower Shining Majesty Golden Road Geomancy Monster Husbandry

Victor "Minion" Dalton

Level: 60 (Monster Knight: Red Dragon 20/Reaper 29/Moriarty 9/Chaos Rider 2)

Type: Humanoid/Dragon

Party: V&V

Health Points

1305

Special Points 420 Strength 38 Vitality 39 Skill 72 Agility 60 Intelligence 61 Charisma 65 Luck 54 Personal PerksClass Perks Claimed by Dice Skeleton Key Observer Eye for Treasure Deadfriend Scythe Lord Seducer Monster Kin Claimed by the Moon Man Minion Trainer Black Curse Monster Student Blackfyre Monster Lifeforce (Red Dragon) Claimed by Shesha Monster Rider Crested Monster Insight Vizier Education Reanimator Troll Regeneration Soulmaster VI Perk Forge Helheim Darwinist Steal Life Blood Fountain Mook Promotion Claimed by Deathjester Slayer of Men Claimed by Camilla Scarlet Study Master's Shield Fright Knight Lethal Hades Blast Final Problem Black Horseman Diabolical Mastermind Envious Nightmare Lord Vicious Ankou Rally Minion