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[Windmaster Vaelfor]

Middle Prince of Charna

Cyrus Erilodel

Rest in peace, sinners…

As the knives flew past, Marcus only laughed. He considered it a very foolish display of aggression that did not warrant an equally-violent reaction. Instead, the two of them flew on to find somewhere to begin Cyrus’ first lesson. This came in the form of a relatively flat outcrop of rock. The two of them alighted gently onto the surface and allowed their wings to disappear.

It was at this point that Cyrus noticed for the first time that Marcus’ wings were different. Instead of the pure white feathered appendages that Cyrus possessed, his teacher’s wings were black and leathery, resembling that of a demon. As if he read his student’s mind, Marcus spoke up to explain. “Not all Judges are angels like you Cyrus. There are dark gods too. Contrary to most human belief, angels and demons do not hate one another. The only difference in the two is that demons are fiercer, but angels are calm and collected. There is no set type of power to either side. It’s just rare for my superiors and your superiors to agree on something. Hence my training you. The gods want a marriage between the power of a demon and the calmness of an angel.”

Cyrus took all of this in and wiped the sweat from his brow. “How can you stand this heat in those dark clothes?” Marcus laughed and replied simply, “I live in a volcano.” The two of them laughed at his joke and caught their breath. They might have had supernatural powers, but they still got tired, and the desert heat only added to their fatigue.

“Alright lesson one, Energy Shifting.” Marcus began, rooting Cyrus’ attention to his teacher. “One of the main reasons why you lost to Christopher was your limited knowledge of energy.” To make an example, he conjured a fireball in his hand. “Christopher knew, since his Ether arm relies on energy, the major properties of the force. He infused that ball of light with his own energy, knowing that when he threw it back, you would make it disappear. But energy doesn’t disappear, it only gets scattered around. I can only guess that he infused it with Ether energy to make it easier to gather.”

He crushed the fireball in his hand and it reappeared in his other. “But there’s another property of energy: Energy Shifting.” Marcus concentrated for a moment and crushed the fireball again, but instead of it reappearing in his other hand, water trickled down to the stone they were standing on. “Energy encompasses everything. If you tamper with it, it can change. And if you exactly how to tamper with it, you can turn one element into a completely different one.” Cyrus absorbed this new knowledge and started to conjure a fireball.

“Whoa, what are you doing?”

“Don’t you want me to attempt it?”

“No! It’s far too dangerous. There are quite a few more things I need to teach you before you’re ready. But when you truly master the concept…” He disappeared then reappeared behind Cyrus. “…You’ll be able to do that even in the heat of battle.” The two of them sat down on the rock, continuing with the lesson as they waited for Nero and his group to come into view.

Your judgement is nigh.

[Chaotica Leonus]

Leon_the_ Devil_ Hunter

"My life is blight..."

His flight was rather easy compared to the other hardships he had faced in his life. He had staged a grand escape from Geheim prison, killed a few of the royals five years ago, survived a battle with Zero, and so on. The list was numerous to the trails he faced and as he landed, he knew that this was nothing compared to what happened to him in the past. The greatest test, however, would come from the eventual battle with Azazel. When Timaeus landed, Zero jumped off with ease. Amaterasu had already landed and was already handing her griffin to the care of Chloris. Timaeus followed Kyo instead of heading to Chloris straight into the cave and set himself down behind his new rider, as Kyo sat around the fire with Amaterasu.

As Gwendolyn unveiled her plan, Kyo listened with interest on what she was trying to achieve. She seemed to have everything planned according to using the tactics of disruption, then to kill off the high ranking officers, and then turn their attention to the Emperor himself. It was a valid plan in Kyo's eyes, but it lacked the necessary information to achieve such a goal. Assassins lived off of knowledge to achieve each kill they pursued. If Gwendolyn didn't have the right amount of information then her plan would most likely fail.

"I'm sure you've kept in mind the amount of forces the Zaynah currently has. The Emperor may trust his son, but the bulk of his forces remain in Zaynah to protect them." As her point came across, Kyo petted Timeaus before throwing him a hunk of meat. He said nothing to respond to Gwendolyn, letting her figure out all the plans. "It matters not how many forces we must cut through, Amaterasu. If Aeolus makes their stand because of this little group, then we'll have an easier time with this venture." That's all he had to say before turning his attention away from everyone else, only vaguely nodding at Chloris for the clothes she gave him.

"My path is blood!"

[Chaotica Leonus]

"The only thing you will see..."

His face never changed though his heart seemed to be suffering from fit of anger that this man was causing him. He completely dismissed Natalia as merely nothing without seeing her true value. Was it that he was just a complete imbecile or maybe he was just tha confident in his abilities? Zero figured it could have been a little bit of both, but he kept himself calm and wise throughout Lucius' words. It seemed he had a lot of growing before he could become a good leader of people in general for every good leader must try and see the worth of every person before completely dismissing them. Even Azazel knew that much.

He listened to Lucius about the Tarragon Impetus, a power of which Zero was surprised to hear about. He knew nothing about this power or what effects it might give Azazel. Whatever the case, Zero could obviously tell that Azazel was holding back in their fight from the way that this man seeked power. Zero woud have clearly sensed Azazel if he went to his absolute full power because even across the many lands to get to Aeolus, he still felt Azazel in his dragon form from here. It was chilling to realize that his powers gave him that great of a boost, but Zero was no slouch either. He had lied to himself in the fight with Casul about raising his power to its highest lengths. He was still holding back plenty of power, but he knew he couldn't kill Casul without threatening to destroy Lucas as well. He sighed as the thoughts poured back into his head while adjusting his wrinkled tunic.

"It sounds though that he saved you from Azazel. Fool or not, he risked his very life to give you the necessary means to keep your life safe. It may have not been his first intention, but the risks that he took were very real and if he lost his life or some sort of advantage he had over Azazel, it would be your fault for rushing recklessly to battle an opponent you knew almost nothing about," Zero replied casually, taking note that because he knew very little about the Tarragon Impetus, Lucius must have ran into the fight blindly confident about his own abilities. He picked up a rock from the ground, it's smooth textures reminding him of how Azazel operates. We can all blame Azazel for this destruction, but we must remember...there is still an old man on his throne giving him his approval to commit these acts."

Zero was actually quite thankful to Lucius for speaking so much though. He had given so much away just from shooting the breeze with Zero. He had revealed to Zero that the rebels were from Aalok, a place that Zero was sure that much rebellion was coming from. However, before he was able to question him further, it seemed that Lucius wanted to test his power against Zero. He didn't give Zero a choice in the matter, as his dragon signalled for the fight to begin. Lucius charged, his sword flew in his hands towards Zero. He didn't move or even lift a finger. Instead, his power skyrocketed to the point that the cave itself shook dangerously. "Very well. If that's what you want then so be it." Zero replied as he teleported straight behind Lucius so that they were standing back to back. His quick reflexes drew his sword, Chaotic Frenzy, within a second, and he turned to slash his opponent while drawing his shield with his right hand.

"Chaos"

[Windmaster Vaelfor]

Eldest Prince of Aeolus
XxxxxxKael Beleren

ΨNiles opened his eyes and stepped down from his throne. “They’re fighting.” Kael suddenly shot up, surprised that things had begun so quickly. He picked up Gungnir and placed it on his shoulder. He was also confused as to why Niles was so calm.

Then, Niles began to shimmer and Kael’s surroundings started to fade. Almost instantly, Kael was back in Aeolus, fused with Niles to ward of the effects of Lucius’ power. Even with Niles’ influence helping him, the air was still abnormally thick. He wouldn’t be able to do anything to strenuous, but at least he could move about without suffocating. Gungnir shattered and was absorbed into his arm.

Since their meeting had been interrupted, Kael found himself without anything to do. He could go see his brother, but he doubted he’d get that great of a reception. On the other hand, he could go visit his sister. He’d probably get the same kind of reception there too. He decided to go see Isabeau since she would be less likely to try and kill him if he tried to talk.

He knocked on her door to see if she was awake. When he didn’t get a response, he entered and sat down beside the bed. After watching her sleep for what seemed like ages, he spoke. “I don’t really know if you can hear me, but… Please try to understand… Mother and Father forced me to leave. It was that or agree to bend my knee to a tyrant. I’ll not be subjected to that. Call me selfish, greedy, or whatever, but I’ll not be forced to revere people like that. Nor will I have my people put through such an ordeal.”

He stopped talking for a moment, to gather his thoughts. “I’ve heard from the people of the good you and Zero did while I was away. I wish I could say I was as worthy of my people’s love as the two of you. I know I hurt you; I hurt myself. But I need you to give me a chance, Isabeau. Let me do now what I should have done long ago.” He sat back in his chair and chuckled lightly. Here he was, talking to his sister like she could actually hear him. He’d officially lost his mind.Ψ

[Windmaster Vaelfor]

Lucius Hilyetz

Herald of Disaster

The amount of energy Zero produced was tremendous. It equaled the amount of energy that Lucius was exerting during his attack. His opponent was shrewd; Lucius’ manifested aura was specifically designed for defense. It could repel attacks weaker and stronger than the amount of energy exerted; a seemingly perfect defense. However, by increasing or decreasing one’s level to the point where it was equal to Lucius’ would neutralize it and leave Lucius vulnerable. He didn’t know whether or not Zero knew this, but the fact of the matter was unchanged; he was now vulnerable.

Lucius quickly debated on which way to defend. An underground assault was unlikely since he’d be able to evade it very easily and an aerial attack was simply foolish since it would leave Zero wide open. His rear and both flanks would be the next logical choices. His aura covered both arms and even though it was a defensive technique, he could manipulate it to take the offensive if he needed to. After ruling out everything but his rear, Lucius reversed his grip on his blade and repelled Zero’s.

He whirled around and distanced himself from Zero by five paces. He straightened and returned his blade to his side. The black flame-like aura slowly bled away from his arms. “You act as if I had any intention of killing Azazel. My only purpose for fighting him was to determine whether my quarrel was with him or with his father. If it was the latter, I’d leave Azazel to one of his many other enemies and make his father my target. I noticed something in my fight though: I was lucky to have even cut him.”

After he’d finished, his aura reappeared, this time covering his chest as well as his arms. He mimicked Zero’s attack, not by teleporting, but by using his own feet. Once he had maneuvered behind Zero, he paused for a moment then sliced horizontally at his waist. The pause was not so much as he wanted to give Zero time to react as it was to quell the raging shadows. His body still was insufficient to contain his powers. He knew of no other way to strengthen it further. Yet another reason for him to convince Zero to escort him. He hoped that this weapon hadn’t been tampered with. The weapon itself wasn’t so very important. It was the tome that accompanied it.

[xX A m a - S a m a Xx]

“тнє σиℓу ραιи ιи ρℓєαѕυяє ιѕ тнє ρℓєαѕυяє σf тнє ραιи.”

Surprise, and it was a great surprise indeed as his beautiful bride stood and spoke before Christopher could get a breath out. Overpowering the elders for control over himself, Azazel sat very quiet and placid as he absorbed what Taliya was saying. So the masked man, Null, was her dear brother Nero? His expression, mild mannered, portrayed nothing of his thoughts. He merely stayed quiet until she proclaimed her readiness to help capture her brother in order to crush the rebellion. As she sat back down in her chair, his hand fluttered to his mouth where he rubbed his chin in contemplation as an off, unreadable smirk spread about his thin lips. His eyes, as blank as death, moved from his wife to Christopher as he spoke.

He listened with that same, strange smirk as the man informed him of all the intelligence he had learned. So Gwendolyn was alive and working the rebellion in Aeolus, Charna may be against the empire by the hand of Cyrus whom was now loose in order to learn of Null, the man claimed that the "gods" were also against Zaynah, and Zendow Arjuna was supposedly alive again. This was all on top of the Elf King and Kyo Svensil who had already caused him some headaches. "The Devil's hands have been busy...," he hummed darkly as the Constable bowed on one knee to keep eye level with him. Azazel returned an unblinking stare.

Slight amusement flickered through the dragon's all pewter gaze at Christopher's proclamations of simply wishing to battle for the empire and have the promise of crossing swords with the Emperor one day again. Christopher was so predictable in that sense. Loyalty truly was an unbought trait.

As the man sat up with his fist clenched to his chest in passion, Azazel's gaze narrowed as he stared the man down. "You have been a very busy boy, Christopher. You have my word for a crossing of our blades when this is all said and done," he mused in a calm tone as he rose to his feet, a height slightly taller than that of the other man.

Looking down into his eyes, his look was very stern and serious. "I want you to go after Gwendolyn. Capture her, but don't kill her. I want the people to see that their beloved princess did not die as a martyr against Zaynah's people but ran and hid like a coward under false pretenses. If Kyo Svensil is with her, kill him, but not at the cost of losing Gwendolyn. If you run across Zendow Arjuna and he stands as a threat to the kingdom, remove the threat," he ordered in a very crisp and clear manner. Here he paused a moment as a dark smirk flickered across his features.

"However," he continued flexing his right hand momentarily before he backhanded Christopher across the face hard enough to draw blood and make the human's head spin,"Don't ever disrespect or dishonor my wife ever again. My wife's words are fitting to our situation, she not seeing Null until the square and not having time with me until now when she was very rudely interrupted before we could converse by you. If you do disrespect her again, I will hate having to put down my favorite dog," he warned, grabbing Chris by the front of his shirt to steady him on his feet as he smiled into his face. Christopher was a good and loyal subject, but no man could be allowed to disrespect his wife other than him, her husband. However, as he reprimanded the boy, he did notify him to the fact his status had not changed despite his mistake by calling him dog. It was a comical term that Azazel used for Chris because they both new that people viewed him to be a "dog of the Empire." "Ah, but it's not at bad thing," Azazel had mused long ago upon learning this. "Dogs are undyingly loyal and vicious protectors, my boy. That, and they don't complain about long hours or beg for raises. Far better a dog than a rat. Far better."

Releasing his shirt as his legs were steadied, Azazel then pointed to the door. "Now, get out," he chuckled as he sat back down in the couch as mulled over his plans his enemies and the uneasy states. The door opened before Christopher could get out and the voice of Jregh, cool and rough, filled the air. "Lady Alanna is here awaiting your audience down in the dining hall, my liege," the goblin woman informed quickly with a bow of her hooded head. Fighting the urge to hit something, Azazel simply shrugged and waved a hand lazily in the air. "Duly noted. I'll get to her when I can. Now both of you, out," he sighed with a sudden edge to his light voice.

As the two left and the door banged shut, Azazel's head slumped back and his eyes slid shut. His sly smirk disappearing to an annoyed frown, he sat very still in the presence of his wife for a long moment. When he sat straight again and opened his eyes, the pewter in his gaze had receded back into the confines of his iris. Azazel was now himself only. Watching his wife carefully, he spoke quietly as his lips parted. "So... things have become quite... complicated... and now there's a Necrosis princess waiting downstairs," he stated with a weary smile, waiting for her to speak on what she felt moved to as he took in the blood now dried on his hands, the cuts healed in his sleep.

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[Pioggia Dell Amore]

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