The Ultimate Host

Zion placed the Crown Of Horns in his leather satchel. When Zion was about to leave, Jon stopped him. " There's more where that came from." "If you continue to do your job and serve me and treat me with proper respect I will reward glady reward you with more juicer prizes." " Zion gritted his teeth and turned around. " What do you want me to do for you?" Jon Zen smiled quickly placing a serious expression on his face. " I want you to capture Master Irwin." "Master Irwin, The Hero Of Old Malar?" asked Zion. " Yes." " Is that a problem?" "No." "He is tough." "He won't go down as easily as the others I have killed and captured in the past. " So do accept the job?" Zion nodded. " Yes." "I am one of the 4 Kings Of The Brotherhood Of The Light after all." Zion left the dungeon and the mansion altogether. When he was about to start tracking Master Irwin, he unsheathed his sword, reflecting it off the bright sunlight. He suddenly noticed a black stain on the tip of his blade. He stuck his thumb in his mouth, coating his thumb in his thick sticky saliva. As he was about to wipe the black stain, the black stain suddenly drips on the ground like water. The black stain suddenly turned into a mould of The Chameleon. This made Zion confused. The Chameleon began laughing. "How are you still alive?!" The Chameleon made two bone blades come out of his palms, he repeatedly began stabbing Zion in his gut.