<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>A little tid bit I thought up and just HAD to post! I know this might seem "bad" and will most likely get deleted, but better I got it out of my system. At least the the admins can read it right? :D Sorry...</td></tr></table> The Haze Seemed to get thicker as they went on, trudging towards the depths of Fromina. Each step of Powered Armor, Combat Boot, and Massive Walker echoed on forever. They could hear the spirits hiding in the mist around them, hiding else they be devoured and absorbed into nothingness... "The Lost" weren't interested in Spirits, or Pendragons, or even Anubi on this trip... They had someone to meet, and to report to... And to draw power from, someone hiding in the depths of the haze, someone who never appeared save to the four spirits who would have perished long ago... Another step, another whisper, and the feeling that something was watching them, something just reeking power, got stronger... After what seemed to be an eternity of walking, they came to an opening in the haze. The spirits had all but vanished. Even the brave ones from years long past who had experienced Magic’s of ancient times had fled, frightened off by the surges of power that vibrated through the space with every echo of a footstep... The team suddenly emerged into a slightly foggy clearing, consisting of a grassy hill with a single tree at the top. Nothing else stirred, save an unknown wind that rustled the grass and the leaves of the tree. "The Lost" continued walking to the base of the tree, and knelt before it, Commander Revol, Revered Leader, Mighty Warrior, Ancient Commander of Massive Armies. Lieutenant Alan Sanders, the best Mechanic, Hacker, and Computer Programmer ever to fiddle with the long gone machinery of Earth. Khuyt Jepaj, Chaos Mage, High Priest of the Order Of The Chaos Temple high in the now past Asian Mountains. Jeffery Hunt, Pride and joy of the American Russian joint training movement, the operation that drew all the nations of the Earth together. And David Gregory, the most feared Assassin ever to stalk the dark empty streets, given the most terrible of all black ops missions, and nicknamed, “The Blackest Of Shadows"... Five of the most feared and respected Pendragons ever to live and collaborate with Humans on Earth, all kneeling before a fog covered tree. They remained motionless for a few moments, the dead wind continuing to rustle the tree's leaves, before a voice came from the tree, a harsh cruel voice, like a thousand nails scraping along a thousand chalkboards, and several million death cries, all mingled into a single hate filled voice. "Rise My Lost Souls... And embrace the glory that I now bestow upon you. Your quest for revenge still drives you, although you have somehow lost heart for it during your time among mortals of your own kind... Those who abandoned your Human Friends, Allies, Lovers, and Soldiers in order to save themselves from destruction… Commander, I sense a change most dire especially in you, you even feel compassion and maybe love for a few of these pitiful creatures... Jahhar... Temrin... Dom... I can see their faces in your mind as clearly as you do... You desert your quest for revenge in order to save them?" Revol's visor slowly slid open, and his cold glaring hate filled face stared towards the trunk of the massive plant, opening the dead mouth several times, but closing it again, searching for the right words to respond with, even though he could feel the immense power dragging out every memory and thought of his mind, and examining each closely. He eventually opened his mouth to speak, yet his words were hollow, empty, not filled with the power and confidence they were among his lesser Pendragon cohorts... "Please My Lord, I ask for forgiveness, because my emotions have slowly come back, and my leadership skills are beginning to fail on me as I interact with the mortals... Especially those I have grown fond of. Even though the song has never beat as loud or as hard, I feel my old mindset returning, the one I harbored so long ago on Earth... I know my teammates are starting to become like this as well, although they are not succumbing to it as slowly as I..." He gasped for air, even though his dead body needed none. The voice halted, and the power creeping among his mind stalled for a moment, before the voice came again, this time filled with fury, a fury so great it slammed Revol back to the grass, his armor squealing in protest. The rest of the team shifted uneasily, yet said nothing, and continued to kneel before the power of the tree. "YOU DARE ASK FOR MY FORGIVENESS! YOU ARE UNWORTHY OF REMAINING AMONG THE MORTALS COMMANDER REVOL!" But the voice soon quieted, and spoke to him with a compassion and understanding of its own. Revol moved into a kneeling position again, as the voice calmly comforted him. "But I digress; I know how hard the mortals can be among on one’s mind... I shall give you a chance to prove yourself Revol... They defeated you. Don't let it happen again, especially now because of the gift I shall give to your team… Never forget who gave you this power, or the power and ability before it, when I brought you back from the brink of nothingness at the hand of your most hated enemies... I am your master Lost Ones, it would be best to remember that…" Revol stared ahead, his tears evaporating as fire consumed his form. "Rapine..." He muttered, and the air vibrated with a cold heartless laughter from the tree. Revol stood, and caught the glimmering object that fell from the tree's branches, a mummified human heart, stored within a block of a clear substance, resembling ice, yet barely cool to the touch, shrunken and distorted. Revol held the prize up in the air, and the heart began to beat, intensifying the rhythm of the song his team so closely listened to and used to an audible range. The Tribal Drum beat never ceased until the heart suddenly stopped, and then the beat returned to normal, and the heart went still. Revol grasped the shining silver chain and placed the muscle around his neck, before closing his visor with a hiss. The voice slowly faded away, until the tree went completely silent, and the power slowly faded from its resting place among Revol's mind. "Don't forget Revol... Don't forget the Humans... Don't forget Cassandra..." Revol tensed at the name, and his powered gloves tensed and clenched. He turned away from the tree, and the power faded completely. Then he was leading his team away from the clearing, the fog hiding it from view. Before the clearing disappeared completely into the fog, he muttered a single word... "Rapine..." They would try harder than ever, become more ruthless, and do whatever it meant to obtain the means fo their revenge, power, wealth, and army greater than the one they used to fight the Rapine on Earth... The heart bestowed upon Revol by the tree was that of his dead love, a Human woman by the name of Cassandra Revol, known by her husband as Cassie... Devoured by the Rapine...
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Oooo perfect post to play with Amunet...</td></tr></table> <span style='color:blue'>Dreams of revial only cause tears in the end. Who is this one instilling these dreams? Revenge is not something to be taken lightly. Who is meddling with poor restless souls?"</span> A almost whimiscal voice was heard, and thru the fog, little dancing lights could be seen along with giggling. The fog cleared and a white Anubi could be seen. Her coat was pure white, giving her a slight glow. Her eyes were soothing and she looked radient in her white dress with white gold jewlery. <span style='color:blue'>Who dares meddle in the affairs best left to the Guardians? Specifically in my house: The Temple of Dreams!</span> She was oviously unhappy with the current cituation. Though she did not really express it, she spoke very aluringly. She had a staff in one hand that was white gold and had ribbons flowing from a white globe that mapped the stars on top. The little lights danced about happily. She stood looking everyone over and then looked at the tree. <span style='color:blue'>Do not meddle in the affairs of Guardians and Rapine, for you may find yourself in a perdiciment later. The Rapine are best left for us to figure out...No more souls should be sacrificed till the Rapine have been understood and destroyed...fighting them now would be futile and a waste of life.</span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>lol yea sure, I was planning this to jus be a story rp, but I think I'll turn the aftermath into an rp! heh heh... :D But on a darker note, nobody save "The Lost" themselves were supposed to know about the tree, the hill and the voice of the higher entity, so jus a wee bit of powerplayin, so my incredibly intense year spanning plot can proceed ;) Sorry bout that. </td></tr></table> "The Lost" stalled, turning towards Amunet with looks of almost pure hatred plastered on their faces. Worst of all was Revol, and with a snarl, he was rushing towards her in a blast of broken fog and flame. His entire form blazed with blue fire, his cold hatred for her seeping from every crack in his armor. The spirits that had gathered around the team as they travelled back out of fromina fled again, and the stragglers were dragged into the flames and sent into oblivion. Soon the rest of "The Lost" were charging towards Amunet, Gregory wreathed in flickering shadows, Hunt's suit covered in, and dripping a substance that resembled blood to a "T". Sanders' walker sending sparks of electricity dancing along the fog as both walker and pilot emitted torrents of electricity. Khuyt was charged with red chaos magic, sending the fog around him into a frenzy of random images, triangles, jagged edged stars, squares, and blades. "YOU THINK YOU KNOW THE RAPINE!? YOU THINK YOU'RE THE GUARDIAN OF DREAMS! YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT US! NOTHING AT ALL!" Revol screamed hoarsely as he charged, his dead body convulsing with rage and agony at the guardians ignorance. Suddenly everyone's mind was as closed as a book, and something unseen purged every would be memory of the hill, the tree, and the conversation from Amunet's mind. Obviously no matter what the tree was, it wanted to keep it's ancient godly secrets... "YOU HAVE NO CLUE AS WHAT PAIN IS! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT LONG, HORRIBLE, DRAWN OUT SUFFERING IS!" Revol continued to scream as he charged at her, absorbing souls along the way. He finally came within striking distance, and after leaping up into the fog, a stream of intensely hot blue flame came down at her through a sudden gap in the cloud, somehow altered with some strange energy so that it could damage her even in fromina if it connected...
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Pre is being crazier than usual here! :P </td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Okay just a warning...Amunet is a Guardian so she is basically a God-on-Ramath-lehi so she is like your tree friend so I'm going to play on that.</td></tr></table> She held her hand up and the attack dissapated around her. She sighed and looked at Revol. <span style='color:blue'>Your tree friend is a traitor and a law breaker, he appears to you against the will of the Gods. He tried to mind wipe me which is very dangerous...what he thinks he is doing for good is just cause harm in the end. He is shova, he was not selected as a Guardian for good reasons, and now he is meddling in our affairs. It is best you forget his existance, he might as well be evil himself. I will not mind wipe you but do not seek him again. He cannot even be considered friend of the Pendragons. Not even friend of the Humans, bless their souls, he has a name it is Set.</span> She waved her hand and the colored lights changed color from their had been red to their white, as Revol had angered them. Amunet looked at him with her sea-like eyes. She was very wise, and old...infact ancient. <span style='color:blue'>You are wise young one...Realize this, find a real savior...not a traitor.</span>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>heh heh... yea Adelos, yer right! I'm gonna have some fun with this thread! And as fer Amunet, shes gonna find out shes dead wrong... But although the being is going to help his servants, the team is gonna be an obstacle all to it's own... MUAHAHAHAHAHA!</td></tr></table> Revol laughed crazily as he stalled in midair and descended from the fog. He slowly decsended towards ground and landed on it once more as his team slowly simmered down and joined him. "You know nothing of my master... And he is far greater than you will ever be anubi. He is nothing like what you think he is. He is far greater... And thats not his name either... Now leave us alone... So we can get out of this wretched place..." His team suddenly turned and began walking away, but were stopped by a wall of black energy. Revol's mouth started to open in surprise but it quickly snapped shut as the voice came again in the stillness. "My honourable servants... This being is your most hated enemy... And will hinder your plans in the future if left unchecked... I am creating a seal around the area so you can finish this here and now... You have the power if you reach within yourself... You have tapped into it before... Now suck her into oblivion and end it..." Revol didn't question the voice, but he turned and his body started to shift and distort, emitting flames and black spikes of strange black energy, resembling the wall yet not quite as solid. Soon the entire team was doing it, all with their own element mixed with the black sludge, and the area started to form into what seemed like a military training room. The black walls faded, walls and a roof appeared, and barriers, bunkers, vantage points, courtyards and all manner of hiding places. "The Lost" vanished among everything, and soon Amunet was left alone in a single long corridor. "Come... Guardian... Try your luck against us... Well... not luck, but you could say mental and physical combat prowess..." The voice was that of the entire team combined, and it came from all directions. There was no way out of this place... save by killing the team... The higher being serving as their lord had made sure of that...
<span style='color:blue'>I do not fight, it is not of my nature...My sister, Hathor, might have fought you, not me. I am a peaceful creature, fighting is not in the Code of my temple. You have been there before, you know this...Little did I know you were meddling with him. Your playing with things you don't understand. You may think you can defeat me...but the way of hate and lust is not the way to try that. You have to see the light to understand the dark...You do not see either, yet...You will learn in due time.</span> The balls of light had clustered around the Anubi tightly in fear. she held one and gently pet it. It seemed to calm down some, not much but some. <span style='color:blue'>Come now...You scare the Spirits of the Children. That is not something you wish to do...for their cry may bring things that no one would wish to see...Mutilated remnents of parents, family, enemies, vermin, creatures of long ago, their cry brings many things built of hatred...All the things that can scar a child. Innoccence can be a key to happiness...It is just that...innoccent</span> A faint sniffling could be heard from the balls of light as if they were about to cry but were holding it back. They were still shaking violently...some were dripping what looked like star dust, like they were crying. Revol oviously had upset them greatly...
The area seemed to tense up, before collapsing into gray fog again with a sigh. Revol and his team formed out of the mist. "Fool... I've experienced it all before... I don't care about your 'children', I don't care what you think, and I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU!" He started walking forwards, igniting in flame again, but this time wrapped in transparent black and white energy. The energy dissolved the fog around him as he walked, seeming to suck it into itself. He continued walking, but this time, he seemed perfectly calm. He had a specific objective to provoke this guardian into fighting him. He stopped a few feet from Amunet. He raised his hand, and suddenly three tendrils of white and black energy, two black, one white, lashed out and grabbed three of the balls of light. They retracted in an instant, and absorbed the light into Revol's armor, sending the tiny beings into oblivion. "Quite tasty, I hope you brought them for party snacks." Revol taunted, as several more white and black tendrils extended from the main mass of flame and energy and twitched towards Amunet and her children...
<span style='color:blue'>I will not fight you! I can not!</span> She suddenly changed into a formless puddle that seemed to be sucked into the earth. The Children at this point, were uttering a high pitched noise. Amunet seemed to have vanished her voice could still be heard. <span style='color:blue'>Who knows who will come for a visit now? I cannot fight you...I will not fight you...I will not let you die...You have been meddling with Kytlekh...Free yourself from him, or you may never see her again.</span> A silver mist filled the air...Another creature stepped into the arena suddenly. <span style='color:red'>Where the fuck am I? Why am I dressed like this? One minute I'm with Dos and now I'm here...</span> A red and black Anubi appeared. She was dressed in golden Anubi armor, heavily engraved. Her eyes were green-grey. In her hand was a beautiful sword, it looked like something more to be placed on earth. She had white wings that almost glowed. She saw Revol <span style='color:red'>Hey I know you! You were in one of my dreams with Sketch and that other Guardian in the Temple...I thought it was kinda wierd...What was your name? Oh yeah Revol! You looked better back then...The evil look dunin't suit you real well...</span> She was oviously really clueless to what was going on...
Revol snarled, his visor sliding open with a hiss. He ignored Nekhalla as his black eyes scanned the fog. The black and white energy mirrored his mood, flailing around in anger that the guardian had fled. "Where are you?... COWARD! BRINGING A MORTAL TO DO YOUR FIGHTING! YOU DARE INTERFERE AND CALL MY MASTER SOMETHING FROM YOUR CURSED MYTHS!" He suddenly blazed with an even greater black energy, the white fading to a dull gleam amongst the black. His team suddenly ignited in the black dominating energy as well, the energy darkening their armor to a jet black, replacing the dark red hues of before, the trademark color of their team, the color they were known for so well on earth. Revol continued snarling and looking, but soon realising his effort was in vain, he focused on Nekhalla. "Girl... You're going to pay for your master's arrogance!" And with that he was striding forwards, the black energy flailing about randomly, drawing the fog into Revol, before it was drawn into oblivion. His intent was clear, dragging the girl to where the three spirits had gone...
A bright white light encircled her seemingly coming from her...she was scared, very much...The light seemed to be keeping her in place...sort of a bubble of protection. <span style='color:red'>I don't even know what your talking about! I have enough problems as is...I don't even know who your talking about. Your friend of Sketch's though...Why are you attacking me? I'm bound to Hathor to be her pettie servent...I don't fight...I may act tough to other kids but thats all an act...please don't hurt me!</span> She wimpered pitifully. She was really confused, nothing was making since right now...Was this Hathor's doing? Trying to get her killed...Or someone else trying to. She had enough problems being a half-breed. This was just adding to the stress
Revol snarled and the tentacles started flailing at the bubble, smashing away yet being turned by the bubble of light. Revol kept smashing away at the bubble with his black and white tentacles of energy, But eventually he realised his attacks were futile. With a snarl he strode back to his team, the energy flailing around them all being sucked back into their bodies. "I have a plan to flush her out... Now listen up..." They huddled together and began speaking in hushed whispers. Not soon after they spread out, and energy tentacles were flailing aroun in the mist, catching gray forms and dragging them into themselves. Maybe eating the spirits of fromina would coax the guardian into attacking... Or at least letting her guard down... <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>It's bad, sorry, I didn't have much time</td></tr></table>
The mist increased, and twelve pairs of glowing eyes could be seen. Each pair a different color. They were all arranged in a circle, a space was left for another pair. She won't attack Where did she go She left the choosen one Is this another of her tests I thought we destroyed Set He's still here oviously What is going on Whose side is she on anyway Whispers whipped around the arena, there was great power settled here. Nekhalla noticed one pair of eyes and shuddered in fear...she oviously feared it more then Revol. The powers were untouchable by Revol just as he couldn't touch the other Guardian. This was very rare sight to see all these together...this many were almost never seen near each other. <span style='color:red'>Set? What? I'm so confused...Where's Dos? Why am I here! I want to go home...Hathor leave me alone! I dun want to play tonight...Were is Kyofu? What is this place? Who are you?</span> Nekhalla cried out, she sounded pitiful. This was definatly out of character for her...she usually was tough and mean...now she was reduced to a childish whine...
Revol glanced around at the pairs of eyes, but his own soon narrowed in a evil grin. His team shifted uneasily at the obvious fact that they were outnumbered, and Sanders tepped forwards. "Sir, theres more of them... Who knows what hiden powers these guardians might have, if that one could escape so easily, the rest together might have drastically enhannced power. I suggest we retreat." Revol glanced back at him. "No Alan, our master might have given us these powers, but that doesn't make him in total control. I'm staying here because I want to destroy them all. Maybe it will trigger chaos on Ramath, and help our cause even further..." Sanders nodded and his walker stepped back, leaving Revol to face down the eyes. "Listen up my guardian friends! You're going to show yourselves, and surrender, before being obliterated. Fail to follow these demands will result in a long and drawn out trip to Oblivion, which I am quite happy to give. I will also continue devouring spirits, so the longer you take, the higher the Nothingness toll will become." Revol grinned, and just to show he wasn't joking, several black and white tendrils lashed out and latched on to several spirits hiding in the fog, dragging them into the armor to be absorbed... "Shadows don't wait for answers..." Gregory muttered under his breath, not only for effect, but to further Revols effect, as a long beam of shadow flew from him up into the endless fog, summoning something...
The Guardian's eyes still did not respond. They didn't seem to care. <span style='color:red'>Revol...You can't harm them! They are gods! Don't you get it! Your master is Set! Set wasn't chosen to help the Pendragons! He will only harm you in the end! He only cares about his own revenge. Use your powers to protect those that are left! Please Revol understand, I won't hurt you, I can't I'm a fuckin artist who can only fight when in a Menlo game. I don't even know what I'm doing here! They don't care what happens here...They only care what happens in the Deserts of Rameth-lehi. For some reason I'm here...I'm nothing more then a lonely half-breed. So please. Listen to me! Stop this!</span> Nekhalla was in tears now. She was so full of fear and so afraid of what might happen next.
Revol stalled suddenly, the tendrils of energy writhing and twisting as if in pain, before letting out a primal roar and raising his armored arms to the sky above. With another roar, the energy tentacles withdrew into his armor in a flurry, and a large circular gap opened in the fog directly above Revol. It was completely white above, with only the faintest of black dots in the very center, something slowly but surely moving closer, something evil... Satisfied with his results at the gap above, Revol turned to Nekhalla, his face adorned with a savage, terrible grin. He wasted no time in striding over to her and twisting an armored hand in her hair, yanking her head back cruelly. "Listen here Girl, I don't care what your guardian friends are, I don't care who they are and I don't care what they can do. I don't even care much about who or what my master is. I am here for my own personal agenda, and I will do anything to achieve this agenda, including destroying anybody who stands in my way. Now shut up, or you're going to be the first victim of my new power in fromina over the nothing!" He snarled and yanked her head again, before drawing his sword and holding it to her throat. But after a moment of thinking, he brutally shoved her forward, and stepped back. Another quick glance at the gap above showed that the black dot had gotten alot closer, and was now revealed as an enormous black serpent, with rows of serated fangs, cruel, empty eyes, and a long trailing body formed out of a substance close to a mixture of dark energy and the blackish energy Revol has been emitting only a few minutes previous. "Now, we wait..." Revol said calmly, and placed his sword back at his side, before joining his team and mimicing them as they checked their various weapons systems and abilities... "Sir, shall I call another?" Gregory asked as he looked through the scope of his heavy duty sniper rifle, only slightly nodding to the snakelike beast above. "No, one is all we'll need..." Revol replied, and continued to run through his suits systems, the low level A.I. cehcking everything off methodically...
Nekhalla screamed and curled up. <span style='color:red'>Help me...</span> With that a giant gold dragon attacked the smaller black one, ripping the head off of it and then shreading the rest of it. The gold dragon had a black bridal like mark on its face, and ankh on each forlimb, and an eye of Horus on the back ones. Its eyes were red. Its tail fin was striped and also had an ankh on it. It bore a crown of gold and blue <span style='color:yellow'>You would attack a child? With that weak of a summon? You are a pitiful fool. I wouldn't be surprised if thou has unbalanced the nature of this world. I could crush you with one hand if I wished. So do not pull anything, or it may be your last.</span> Nekhalla stood up in awe, and then realized who it was. <span style='color:red'>Kaieta Ultima, formar queen of Dragons...lost her freedom with a Queen of Egypt...Now searchs to find the next of kin to the Queen's blood like as there is a pendragon with human blood.</span> Kaieta smiled <span style='color:yellow'>Ever think it was you? You have a small amount of Human blood from your father, guess what? I'm like your guardian angel.</span> Nekhalla smiled <span style='color:red'>Time to stick up for myself then...</span>
Revol smirked, clearly intrigued by the new challenge. "Now this is just getting stupid, But I accept your little challenge!" He said calmly, and then stepped back, and nodded to Gregory. Gregory arched his back, letting his rifle drop with a clatter, and then a beam of shadow shot upwards. Revol nodded at the rest of his team, and soon several more beams were shooting upwards, electricity, blood, and chaos magic. Revol completed the summon by firing his own beam of orange fire up into the sky, and soon a rumbling was heard. The ground shook and directly underneath Revol, it cracked and something lifted the Commander up. "I'm not a dishonorable man, and I'm not a fool, But I'm dissappointed in you dragon, I would have thought something so ancient would be actually worth fighting. I loved the humans dearer then you can imagine, and if you're going to stop me right in the middle of my quest for their, and my, revenge, then I'm going to have to shut you down!" Revol was suddenly attacked by a multitude of different energies, all surrounding him in a spray of electricity, fire, blood, chaos magic, and shadow. Revol was slowly consumed until his armor was lost to sight within a shifting mass, but the mass soon formed into that of a humanoid creature. The humanoid being flexed it's muscles made of combined elements, and then turned to face Kaieta, it's blank face gazing right into her. "I'm going to kill you... For everyone I held dear... For my lost loved ones... I'm going to extinguish your candle of life, just like the rapine extinguished my soul!" His team stood off behind him, silent watchers to the events unfolding. They knew that Revol would fight to oblivion, for he would tap into the very power that destroyed him in order to obtain his revenge... They didn't bat an eye as the humanoid being lunged forwards, sending a haymaker at the gold dragon...
<span style='color:yellow'>You don't get it do you. I was there fighting too...I lost someone very dear to me. Though I hated her as my captor...I loved her as family. This child is her legacy...You seek to destroy that. She may be the last bit of human left in this universe. Just because you belive we are standing in your way.</span> Nekhalla tossed the sword at Kaieta and it combined with the dragon. Kaieta changed into a different form: A golden winged angel, her face was still marred. Her hair was black, but her clothes were white and gold. She was really pretty. She pulled out her own sword. <span style='color:yellow'>I won't destroy you...I don't do that anymore...I found the true light, and now I wish to stay in it. You should seek it out too...It may be the only way to destroy the Rapine.</span>
The Being suddenly stalled and recoiled, gathering itself up in a spray of fire and blood. Electricity and Shadow danced along it's body as Revol within considered her words. "Hunt was part Human, I loved a Human, and every single member of my team worked with and cared for a human at one point. But it's over now. The Humans are dead. Hunt's molecules are gone, Our previous employers and friends are all gone forever, I don't give a damn wherether she has Human blood or not! I have allied with the most powerful force I could find, and I will use the power it has given me to obtain my own revenge, even if it destroys me, you, the girl, or anyone else. Now stand down and surrender! Or I WILL eradicate you AND the girl. I want a free path back to Ramath-Lehi." The being suddenly stood up straight, and all the elements flared up even fiercer. Revol had obviously had enough. He was going to return to Ramath by peaceful means or kill his enemies to get there. It was that simple.
