[starter for @beneath-your-wings]
It was a rather calm morning, Palutena’s Temple stood with its calming radiance as a beacon that assured safety. It would be foolish for anyone or anything to even cause trouble there. Yet, there was a clamor as the Centurions were faced with something more than they could handle.
Dark Pit had made his way to the Temple, and his presence was more than known. However, he was not causing mass destruction and inciting havoc. It seemed that the dark angel had laid harmless, yet immensely irritating traps in many locations of the temple as he ran around. “Come on, and here I thought that this place would have a little better security!”
He taunted the Centurions as they fumbled about in vain attempts of stopping the pranks, practical jokes, and traps from causing more of a ruckus. It was obvious that Dark Pit would continue this until he was satisfied with results.
“You’ll have to do better than that! You all haven’t even found a third of what I’ve done to this place!” He shouted out, the same taunting tone present in his voice.
