Useless! Useless! You hear me, you little worm, USLESS! A gruff, snarl of a voice echoed behind Majal. He turned around, seeing a mist-like cloud surrounding him. This world was beyond Majal, and any other being in this reality - he decided -, and was sort of...frightening him. He didn't feel the fear though. He felt something brush past him, a shape of a dragon. He pulled his knife out and stabbed at thin air. USELESS! Majal yelled, and then rushed fowards...
Character | K'Tarim Out of the mist, K'Tarim appeared. He sighed, pushing through the shadows infront of them and eventually walked infront of Majal. <span style='color:purple'>Greetings, Friend. Or are you Foe?</span> He gently patted the young 'dragon on the shoulder. <span style='color:purple'>Got rid of those demons of yours yet?</span> He nodded, as if to understand Majal, and checked around, watching the swirling mists. <span style='color:purple'>But be warned, Majal...I've heard what your doing in the Badlands. Kill that young 'dragon and you'll find yourself haunted...forever by those demons...</span>
