ATFOTL Character Spotlight: Malak, Leader of the Coyotes, Messenger of the Voice.

“Where
are the rest of my men?” Malak growled.

                  The
man wrung his hands together. “They…uh…That giant hit our group just as we left
with the tanker. The guys that were still there—they tried to fight him, but he
tore them apart. Some of the guys say he’s invincible. That he’s a warrior sent
from God—”

Without warning, Malak launched through the air with a
snarl, his body crashing through the sound barrier and crossing the space in a
flash. The unsuspecting man didn’t get a chance to scream before the ferocious
bandit leader slammed into him. In an instant his body was eviscerated, muscle
separated from bone, fluid from vessel, as his corpse came apart in a pink mist
under the force of the cloaked man. The explosive sound of a thunderclap
followed.

All of the men behind the obliterated truck driver
fell on their faces, moaning in dismay as chunks of meat and clothing rained
down around them. The goons stationed at the roadblock let fly a wild,
slur-filled cheer. The cloaked man stood motionless as bits of blood and bone
continued to drip from his garments.

“Beg me for mercy,” he intoned.

A myriad of voices called out from the shuddering,
bowed figures before him: “Please! Please! You are a god! We worship you!”

                  “Let
it be known,” Malak yelled, as the men behind him fell silent, “the next one of
you that mentions the name of God will share the fate of this worm. God is
dead. His warrior Kane and the others are dead. I killed them. There is nothing
left but this wasteland and the darkness of despair that inhabits it. Do I make
myself clear?”