Heavenly Retribution.

[Masquerade]

Thanatos yawned in utter boredom and slowly rose from his chair, his sparkling mail clanking slightly as he stood. He scratched his head, for he had nothing else to do. He could not draw his weapon, for he had no weapon at the moment. "Hmm, a pawn, eh? You do know that every piece is vital in that game right? Wait, look who I'm talking to. Of course you do. Whether their role be attacking or getting attacked as martyrs, every piece has a role that is imperative to attaining victory. Even an idiot could figure out that if one underestimates a pawn, they will soon see their king fall to that very pawn."

Thanatos looked to his allies and cracked his knuckles. "It seems as though my partners wish for a fight, but I do not." He entered a fighting stance. "But I see it as my duty to reinforce the lesson that I just spoke of. Us pawns will take you down, king! You're not as mighty as us and certainly don't boast the intelligence of a god, for you let your arrogance create illusions for you--illusions that we are weak and can never defeat you. That, is where your fault lies. You are far from perfect, and thus, prepare to perish!!"