"So these are the Galatic Patrol? Or people that fancy themselves as some sort of Renegades of Justice. What is Justice? I suppose that is for the thinkers of the world." Cyprus would sit in the head of his giant vessel. The Horseman was his massive pirate ship that he used to plunder across the stars and the otherworld. Right before him was a remains of the defeat Patrol. Well he was not sure if they were patrol officers but they certainly were some form of law officers for a nearby planet. They seemed to believe they were quite powerful and important. But for Cyprus they were nothing special. He had run into a lot of people who believed themselves to be mighty. And he had crushed them all the same. He would take what they considered great prizes and hang them throughout his ship.
Anyway, why was he thinking about all this? He was bored. Cyprus was the Horseman of Conquest among his Kai buddies. He was supposed to have a challenge? Right? He couldn't just fight people who were not really much of a threat. He had done that for 700 year's. But now he was in the North Galaxy. He had heard rumors as he arrived, that the past few years this part of the universe had a lot of powerful warriors. Maybe that would be a worthy challenge. Have some planets that were worth plundering. Cyprus would rub his chin as he glanced from the stained glass. He could see some ships were still moving in the distance. "Well opps we didn't finish them off. Open fire." He waved his hand to blow away the last of these defenders of Justice while he kept pondering what he'd do in relation to these new challenges.
Wc:298 Powerlevel:60,000 Ooc: Still figuring out to write him i'll figure it out.