"Oh? Heh heh, looking at you it seems like you're quite a looker, I suppose I can take you along with my girls and add you to my group after taking everything from this creep. I would definitely enjoy breaking you in," Vick said looking at Alice with a creepy look as he licked his lips, sickening lust clearly visible in his eyes sending shivers of disgust down her spine.
"Well now, you really are scum aren't you. No, that would be an insult to scum, you are far lower than that, even most demons, devils and fiends would never fall to your level." Lesh said, slowly standing and spitting on the ground in front of him in disgust at this person in front of him before looking him once-over. Vick was the definition of a pretty boy, the type of guy women would easily fall for and throw themselves at after a few sweet words. He had neatly cut hair, was clean-shaven and even wearing what could pass for fancy and neat clothes, something far out of place in this changed world.
Butcher and Carnage grunt in agreement with Lesh's words but still focused on their personal weapons, making final changes to them and testing them, who had seen the change where left to wonder how the swords they had seen had become what they were now. The gun though had now refocused back on Lesh.
"Don't do anything stupid, I don't want to waste my bullets but my Rebecca does know where your place is, so having you guide me is just a way of being nice rather than an actual need." Vick says, having the girls stand in front of him as a safety measure against anything Lesh may do.
"Is it your ability that allows you to control them or did you just cause so much damn harm that there brainwashed and conditioned? Well, I suppose it doesn't really matter. Rebecca, was the supposed friend of yours even real?" Lesh says, clicking his neck and shaking his hand out in front of him to loosen it up, watching as Rebecca flinched back, letting out a soft murmur that was a mix of sob and denial. Alice watching all this also took a step back, feeling the almost palpable change in the air, even the big demonic-like beasts having just finished recreating their weapons looked over before swiftly taking Alice by surprise as they flanked her sides, now standing protectively half in front of her from each side right as a loud bang was heard, a hole in the ground in front of Lesh with the gun now firmly aimed at him in shaky hands.
"Tell them not to move again! And don't think of come over here either! I'm warning you, the next shot won't be meant as a warning and I will shoot you! Rebecca you stupid slut, get your ass over here." Vick tried to threaten only to be met with cold eyes practically burning into his soul, having felt the change but doing his best to try and ignore it. Rebecca though seemed to be struggling with what to do, her gaze switching between Lesh and Vick before going over to Vicks side, her sword pointed at Lesh in a shaky grip much to Vicks joy.
"So, this is your choice tin can? Even if you are conditioned and under this horrid scums influence, I must say you have chosen… Poorly." Lesh says, the word poorly practically ground out as his voice went lower. Interesting, I suppose this is what disappointment and anger feels like, really really interesting." His hand was now bent with his palm down.
"I may have pushed myself earlier when facing that mad woman, using almost all my energy in the process, but for a fucken cowered such as you? Well, I can pull what's left in the tank after this brief rest to take care of you. I'm sure Master John won't mind to much the added changes an act like this might cause down the line to his body." Lesh said, his hand faintly glowing as marks seemed to flow out onto the ground like falling snow, slow at first before increasing in speed like water rushing from an open tap then abruptly stopping. Another loud bang was heard causing Lesh to twist slightly and grab his dead left arm.
"I warned you! But you didn't listen! now I don't know what the hell that little show you tried pulling was, but don't even fucken think of trying that again else the next shot will put you in the ground!" Vick yelled, his voice filled with unease and slight fear. But mostly determination in his chosen course of action, clearly a feeling of superiority at being the one with a gun and his opponent having nothing mixed slowly overtook the fear. Alice tried to rush forward, her eyes practically glowing in anger with her scythe being held by Carnage well Butcher held her back. Whether to attack Vick or help Lesh it was uncertain, practically frothing at the mouth with eyes burning in madness she turned to look at them only for both demonic like beings to shake their head at her, Butcher increasing his firm hold of her well Carnage finally managed to rip the scythe from her hands, pointing a finger to his eyes and then towards the unfolding scene with a thumbs-down motion, not saying a single word.
"I am no saint, nor do I claim to be, my hands are stained to the point of being black, my soul even more so, I have slaughtered and experimented on and with the old and young without a care to further my own goals of finding some new and interesting finds, but never have I toyed with people or done sickening things like what you seem to have done to these women. At most I would give quick ends to those I used or I would experiment on those who deserved fates worse than death, The old and young I mentioned? Experimented on in hopes of curing them of their afflictions as a form of interest before ending them swiftly if I couldn't give aid. But never have I twisted the minds of others or corrupted them like you have seem to done to these girls, truly humans are horrid creatures to do such actions upon their own." Lesh said, his horse tone frosty as he turned to look up at the sky.
"I shall make sure you suffer properly for that and your actions against me, using you as the first of my experiments in this world for as long as I remain in control." Lesh intoned, moving his hand from the wound and splashing blood towards Vick, having it land in front of him.
"Talk talk talk, that's all you've bloody done this entire time! It's enough now with your empty threats! Either take us to your place or I will kill you and then have Rebecca take me! Oh wait, I have a better idea! I'll cripple you and rape the blonde bitch in front of you, giving you a front row seat to seeing how I make her obedient and loyal to me with my magic, skills and class." He says viciously only for a scream to rip out of his throat a moment later. A nasty-looking vine, red and littered with thorns had begun to wrap around his foot from the spot the blood had landed, shredding his flesh as it slowly made its way up his leg, scratching open his skin and digging beneath his skin as it went, "Aaahh, what the hell is this!" He yelled in a mix of pain, fear and anger before turning and shooting the ground, seemingly trying to shoot the vine only for two new vines to spring from the bullet holes, a solid black one wrapping around the arm with the gun and causing a loud cracking noise to sound from his wrist to drop the gun well a white one continued to divide into smaller vines that began to wrap around his neck and root into his skin.
In the next moment, the arm the black vine wrapped seemed to turn purple as the skin burst, dripping thick, black gel-like blood as he let out agonizing screams, forced to watch as his arm necrotized, slowly rotting and melting rapidly till nothing but bleached bones held only by faint strands of muscle that weren't melted and rotted away like everything else for a brief moment before they seemed to rapidly age, turning to dust and sucked into the black vine, the moment was short-lived, though, as he fell to his knees and then onto his side, passing out from the pain as the white vine fused into his flesh, becoming an intricate mark around his neck and down his chest severing all connections from his brain to his body, leaving him paralyzed from the neck down yet having every sensation increased tenfold.
Finally, the first red vine that had started it all continued to work up towards his waist as it pressed under his skin, still squirming but stopping the bleeding from his various wounds including the shoulder stump well remaining visible under his skin as they squirmed and wriggled. Rebecca and the other girls tried to rush at Lesh, seemingly conditioned to attack threats to Vick should he ever be indisposed only for Carnage to step forward and make short work of them, not even using his personal weapon but instead using its bare-hands to grab Rebecca's blade and snapped it like a twig before hitting her in the stomach with a loud meaty thud that crumpled her armor, the other two were just as easily subdued by Butcher who had grabbed them each by their throats and choking them out, ignoring how they tried to scratch his arms to get free before going lip, there clawing and desperate attempts not even manage to scratch his leather-like skin.
"What in the absolute fuck just happened!" Alice screamed, trying to make sense of how things went from zero to one hundred without her having to do anything and then ending so anti-climatically before rushing over to Lesh to check on his gunshot wound with worry.
"It's fine, the cloak and armor mostly absorbed the impact, even though it broke skin and did bruise the bone ever so slightly it should heal in time without issues, thankfully it's the dead arm and not the good one, something I unfortunately am unable to truly heal without certain conditions, items or remedies. I do find it rather interesting how a portion of soul could be harmed in such a way that it began to fray its source, thankfully I managed to prevent it and heal most of the harm with a lot of help. Unfortunately, I won't be able to experience the interesting feeling of what a gunshot wound feels like." He commented, both informing her of his current state but also trying to make a joke to lighten the mood. The response he got though was a punch from Alice.
"You idiot! What if something happened! What if it hit you in the head or heart! Then what! You and John would both be dead and I would have lost the only important person in this world that matters to me!" She screamed, clutching onto him with a few unshed tears in her eyes. Lesh merely looked at her before turning his gaze back to the sky, dark clouds having begun to form and now hiding the stars from view with only the faintest outline of the moon peering out from behind them, unsure on what to with the now crying girl that was tightly attached to him.
"Humans, be it upon the multitude of realms or this world, you always prove to be less than scum, lower than low well showing there is no line you would not cross and for what? Self-interest and greed? Truly it is pitiful and sad, how disinteresting you all seem to be." His horse tone was filled with an almost physical sadness as he reached up to lightly pat Alice on the head, her faint voice devolving into a mix begging and pleading for John to not leave her, to not be left alone, to not be left to drown in madness without a light or anchor. His soft touch seemed to help comfort her before speaking in soft whispers to try and comfort her as best he could, using phrases he felt Master John would in a situation such as this. Soon he felt her grip loosen before noticing she had passed out, be it from exhaustion, letting out so much emotion at once ore something else he didn't know but it wasn't something he would question or complain about as a sleeping young woman would prove to be easier to handle than a crying one. Slowly turning his focus towards her with one final sigh, Lesh couldn't help but mutter.
"You humans are truly not worth anger or sorrow, no, all you deserve is pity and the few who do manage to reach beyond the sky and break their own bindings deserve admiration yet honestly, I find those being the only two emotions worth being spared for your kind." His tone carrying vast amounts of tiredness as he gently laid Alice down, his gaze turning to Butcher.
"Could you please check some of the buildings here and see if you can find a blanket for this pitiful little girl? feel free to handle any resistance or provocation you meet as you see fit that she may have missed." He told him before turning his focus to the prison building, waiting for one of the final pieces of their business here to conclude.