A Heart Still Beating...

Revol was taken aback. Every single battle, every single mission, anything, both while he was alive and now that he was dead, he had to fight to get out. He was obviously still supicious of these guardians, especially because they had something against his lord. Should he attack and consume them just to make sure it wasn't a trap?...

"Like hell I believe that. When you leave, thats when me and my team move out. And the girl, don't forget, you were the one who brought her here, almost as if you wanted me to absorb her."

The creature convulsed, and suddenly sent a large stream of multielemental energy at Nekhalla. The girl could be a useful trump card if things DID turn out to be a trap, and this little test would prove if the Dragon really cared about her...

 

Revol laughed hysterically.

"I can leave any time I wish, I just want the comfort of knowing you and your companions are gone!"

And with that the massive being starts treading forwards, starting to spew elemental bursts of energy in all directions. With a final step the being launched itself into the air with a mighty leap and started to come down on Nekhalla again, firing a stream of electricity from it's right palm and a stream of chaos energy from it's left.

"If I send the girl to oblivion, you're either going to get very angry or back off, and both are fine by me!"

He said as the beams of elemental energy charged downwards, followed by the bulk of the humanoid.

 

"I Don't Have Darkness In My Mind Dragon. I Have Logical Thinking."

And with that, the being flexed and shattered the white dragon. Suddenly it convulsed a second time, and in a multicolored spray of elements, Revol was left standing in place of the being, a maniacal grin on his face.

"I'm not a being of shadow, I'm not something you can simply purify and be done with. The only thing occupying my mind is reason. The rapine killed those I held dear, thus the reaction is me getting revenge against them. The same goes for you, but you're already too far gone to turn back now. Theres no way out."

He started walking forwards, his flamethrowers igniting at the exact same instant in a brilliant flash of blue flame. Revol continued grinning crazily as he walked forwards, just before his visor slammed down with a hiss and a massive stream of fire was rocketing towards Kaieta...

 

Revol snarled and shot another burst of blue flame her way.

"I Am Not Blinded By Anything! You Think You're All Mighty... But In Reality You're Just A Long Lived Normal! I'm Going To Prove To You Right Here And Now I Can Obtain My Revenge By Myself, By Killing You!"

And with that he had drawn his broadsword, coated in runes, heiroglyphs and symbols, and begun a charge towards Kaieta, followed by a diagonal slash, with the clear intent of erasing every last scrap of evidence that the dragon existed...

 

Revol stalled in midair and flipped around to face Kaieta, a glare of pure hate on his face as he floated a few feet off the ground.

"I only need my team! Just because you think yourself a greater being, doesn't make it so. Immortals can still die."

And with that he let loose a burst of flame from his right flamethrower, passed his broadsword to his left hand, and charged.

"I am nothing like the mortals, I am nothing like you, and I am nothing like my master!"

He shouted as he swung the sword straight down.

 

Revol laughed.

"You made a number of mistakes dragon. Number one, I'm not insane. Number two, You just gave away your main weakness, and Number three..."

He grabbed the sword part and in a spray of molecules he had rearranged it, except instead of the hodge podge of random symbols, it had a single eye of Ra in the hilt and several more heiroglyphs etched into the blade. Revol swung it a few times, and then in neat precision, he remade the blade three times more, getting rid of the eye of ra, readding the old symbols until they were all neatly arranged, and this time not in a mix, but a recgonizable sentence.

"You've forgotten the most important thing here, that I just told you. I am NOTHING like my master."

He then exploded in a spray of molecules, and flowed right through Kaieta, before assembling on the other side.

"You know what my blade says dragon? It starts in Egyptian;

'Spirits Can Sometimes Have Greater Power Than The Mightiest Warrior.'

Before going on to say in a mix of Ancient Chinese and Japanese;

'Because They Have The Ability To Pose As Both Mortals And Gods.'

Before Finally Ending In Celtic by saying;

'Because Spirits Can Be Anything They Want, And Are Most Powerful When They Let The Essence Of Their Soul Choose Their Form.'

There is no way out dragon, for you have proven yourself weak to Egyptian items, and to my good fortune, Sanders always stores weapons of various race and religion in his walker, not to mention I have remembered quite a few during my various trips to Egypt when I was alive."

Although Revol kept the now neat and tidy glimmering sword in his hand, he grabbed the shining curved sword that Sanders tossed to him. It was a glittering gold, but in fact it was stronger than any gold, and adorned with the eye of horus, the ankh, and with a large scarab imprinted near the hilt.

"Prepare to fall dragon."

And Revol swung both blades down with a force he had never used before, a force that could cleave some of the strongest metals in two.

 

Revol grinned triumphantly.

"And Thus The Trap Is Sprung."

Snakes of black energy suddenly extended from the ground itself, weaving an erratic distorted cage around everyone present. Revol watched as the lines slowly converged on several key points, and ignited into brilliant displays of elemental power. Soon the ground rumbled and with the ground sliding from them like water off a surfacing whales back, large buildings rose out of the earth, with large platforms atop a small flight of steps.

"Theres also an extra line on my sword. It's comprised of text from all the languages combined. It says;

Never turn your back on anyone, for the seemingly weakest opponent can hold the greatest power in the palm of their hand."

Revol flashed a cold smile and the shrines all ignited with a second, more powerful burst of elemental power. The different elements streaked along the lines of black energy, totally sealing the area off. Nothing could escape, for even Revol was not 'sure' of the immense power he had just called forth, power of 'extreme' darkness, power of 'extreme' light, and even 'powers' of that in between. Revol continued to smile coldly and nodded his head towards the nearest shrine, where a ball of fire pulsed eerily. Inside the ball of orange flame a female figured writhed in agony, burning with the same flickering flames that Revol produced constantly himself. There was a ball of an elemental power, and a male or female figure inside each ball for each power a member of "The Lost" had control of. A Male being touching the side of the bubble made of electricity as if to plead with the guardians for help, as Sanders gazed on him with only mild sympathy. There was a male figure made of dark red blood, only barely visible through the haze of liquid also touching the side, as where a female figure blazing with shadow floated calmly in the center of her own prison. The only figure missing was one for Chaos, as only Khuyt knew the dark and evil secrets behind the mystery of his Red Chaos Magic. There were several more shrines that contained empty prison balls, such as a shrine of water and a shrine of air, with rapidly moving hazy clouds, But nothing was more disturbing as the fact that every single form inside a ball of elemental energy was human, or human enough.

"You see, my team and I are collectors of sorts, collectors of power. We started with only the smallest ability to control matter, the ability to heal minor injuries our host bodies recieved and to reshape very small pieces of inanimate material, but once we found our master, as our half souls drifted about aimlessly, we developed our new powers into much more with his help. Soon we also only regarded our master as simply an ally, due to the fact that his own power only mirrored ours. Not only because of our continual growth, but because we discovered that the earths elemental spirits had been half destroyed along with the humans and the planet. We immediately searched through fromina, and thanks to Hunt, using his remaining human DNA as a lure, we ensared as many as we could, and imprisoned them within these elemental shrines, created using our newfound stolen powers. Of course even with these weaker copied powers, we are no match for any real being, they only give us the slightest edge against mortals anyways, once we acumulate enough we will have the power needed to obliterate the rapine, for the spirits seemed to be unable to. We only have to find the rest of the spirits, who have taken shelter within mortal hosts, all on Ramath-Lehi. Thats how we found Gregory's spirit of course, luring the host into our organization them dispatching him. But we feel we should broaden our horizons, and absorb not just fallen, weak, Earth spirits, but Ramath-Lehi immortals as well. Thus I planned this sinister trap, along with the fake meeting with our master, to which we have no alliegance anymore, after discovering that our unknown master was distantly connected to, if not leader, of the hated rapine. Our entire continued existance is about obtaining the power, both mentally and in the physical realm, to destroy every last rapine, along with our former master. And all of you are going to be assimilated and have your powers given unto us. There is only one way out of here, and that is through US."

Of course Revol was lying for the most part, about knowing for sure his master was connected to the rapine, about being even close to the same power level as any immortal, of course the 'captured' elemental spirits and the shrines were fake, the real ones having long been absorbed, and especially about there being only one way out, but weak as he and his team truly were, they could all totally seal off their minds when they wanted to, and that was exactly what they did there and then, reinforcing the bluff Revol had just laid down. The guardians would be forced to attack him, because weak as Revol and his team were, he would still be able to force them to use strength to get out,and he could certainly absorb them, once they had been weakened by a few collective attacks, hopefully with some military knowhow, friendly fire based attacks.

"Fight me guardians, there is no escape, everyone will fight me, and you shall all lose in the end."

Revol knew, from both life, death, and everything in between, that emerging the victor was sometimes about sticking to your bluff, even when you didn't have all the right cards.