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Valdris followed having a towel wrapped about his waste. His hair was dripping wet from the shower still as he let it drip down his back. He went over to his bag pulling out a pair of pants that seemed loose fitting and baggy. As well as getting himself a tactile vest. He slipped it on his slightly damp skin as he looked over at Eltoas.

"We can't do it to often El... I never get any work done. We have a lot to do. The enemy has been rather quiet from what my sources tell me..."

Valdris slowly started to grab his Staff as he started towards her. His eyes watched her slender figure become more clothed. Still Valdris wondered if another go was so bad after all. Though shaking the thought from his head as he headed to her side when she was finished.

"The weapon is the weapon of your heart. Not the weapon you use the most or are good at. Its concentrating all of your malice... hate.. and vengeance into the wand. For it to change into your weapon. This takes a little time but once you have this weapon no one else can wield it. It's an advantage.. If someone even tries to take your weapon or use it against you. The weapon will defend you by removing the users hand. Which makes us such efficient killers."

Valdris smiled as he held the wand in his hand. He could hold the weapon just never strike the own with it as he started to explain.

"When you die the wand returns to it's neutral state. It no longer has an owner after your dead. So it is ready to be used by the next person. Granted it can be troublesome when you have those that want to kill you for your weapon."

Valdris gently rested the wand back in El's lap. Letting his fingers linger on her thigh for a moment as he continued.

"The wand can give power easly to the user. It has it's spells but the user must find them on it's own. My staff was made of fire and lava rock. The flames that come from this staff are painful. Though you can tell some pleasure can be made with pain. You of all creatures will learn that over time."

Valdris then wrapped his arm about her shoulders. His other left hand was still laying in her lap while the other two hands moved around as he explained more.

"Now... Devouring souls. This is a process that takes time lots of it. The first one is easy but after this it gets harder. Human souls only stop the hunger for so long. We need to eat every couple of months. To regain our powers. Now eating a noble soul of our bloodline. Gives us not only there powers but any souls that they devour become our own."

"Sometimes.. I eat every couple of months to be sure my powers are top notch. Now Devouring the human soul is harder. You have to drink the blood then eat the flesh and muscle then finally you get to the soul. It's a lot of work and easier if you have two victims, two predators."

Valdris sat back for a moment and smiled a bit. He was waiting for the signal from his servant to come and tell him were the boy was. The first kill was the best kill in his mind. The time when you let your humanity slip and submit yourself to the darker ways. Eltoas was now his and while she was hunting the boy he would spend his time making the gift for Corbin. It take time to make but he wanted it to be special.

As they both sat there a man slipped from the shadows. His skin pale and his hair stark white. His face was handsome like no other. Almost unnaturally. His red eyes stared at the two embraced with one another. The two could see small wounds on Opherarin's chest. Seemingly to be burn marks.

"The prophet is still alive. You did not devour her soul..."

Valdris's eyes went wide as he cringed at the sound of his masters voice.

"What?..... do you mean?"

Opherarin glared down at Valdris as he stood looking at the two of them. His long pointed nail pointed at Valdris as he seemed to be in rage. Though slowly calmed down as his finger still pointed at Valdris.

"The heir of the traitor family is alive along with his mother. This needs to be resolved. Soon."

Valdris frowned a bit as he looked down. His eyes keeping from the sight of his Gods.

"I removed her head... Corbin then was attacking me I had no time to devour her soul. She was reborn like the rest of us during the time of resurection."

Valdris looked down a bit as he realized that he failed that mission and barely got out of it alive.

"I will make sure she will die this time."

"Too late.. she is too powerful and has infused herself with my sister. We have to make sure she stays out of this as much as we can.."

"We don't have enough to hold them off. Taking a big step like that we need a secure area to keep her. Right now we just need her location and keep an eye on her. We are not strong enough to take her on right now."

Valdris spoke as he felt Opherarin's eyes stare him down. The feeling of his God's wrath seemed to be breathing on the back of his neck. The dark lord seemed to simply watch him for some time. Opherarin looked at the both of them as he snapped his fingers making Valdris jump.

"Stop f*cking around and start working. I do not have the time to mess with you Valdris. You should have done the job right the first time. Now we have a problem.. you best find some help. Soon... Fail me and your life is forfeit."

With that Opherarin faded from them as he left. Valdris remained his head down. Slightly irate as he closed his eyes.

"I don't want you near her... something about her unnerves me. I removed her head she still would take time to be reborn. She is the most unnatural of our family. She would be a cousin or aunt of sorts... i dunno. "

Valdris waved his hand in confusion trying to figure were the family line began or ended. He saw El trying to comfort him and all he could do was smile down at her. Valdris was an evil creature at heart but even the most evil get lonely. Even they enjoy a little company once and awhile.

As he sat there for some time a small far purple imp came through the window. It's little wings beating a mile a minute as it landed on Valdris's shoulder. The creature whispered into his ear as he gave a slight sigh. He knew that it was a challenge for her now that there was two of them.

"The location of your targets has been acquired. would you like to start your mission"

Valdris looked her over proudly as he realized now that he made the right choice to keep her and bring her along with him. Make her a part of the family. He took a moment to really realize how lucky he was.

" He will show you the way. They are about less then a days travel from here. Staying at a little old abandon house. Apparently from what he has gathered. They are going to Roan for some help. Unfortunately for them..." Valdris grinned most deviously, "One of them will not make it."

" There is no test... this is succeed or die mission El. This is not for me but for yourself to learn how to grow. Trust in your new abilites."

Valdris paused for a moment.

"The following Targets are the children of Zeld and Cerisian Darken. Akuma age 16 he is a hand to hand combatant. Threat is a medium. Appearence is he has black hair feline features.

Tecnhi age 16 twin of Akuma. He is a healer. spell caster type. This is your target to defeat and capture. You may devour him in a safer location you seem fit. Tenchi has white hair with feline features. Please note do not try to capture both. The mission is to retreive Tenchi and devour his soul. Akuma must be rendered but not killed. If you understand these orders go. Kill tenchi bring back his body and devour his soul."

Valdris nodded as she mentioned she would be done in two days. He hoped that he was not throwing the bird from the nest too soon. Still if they were going to have a chance against the DeSeers they have to step it up twice more then them. With that he felt the warmth of her lips as Valdris enjoyed a kiss on his lips. His eyes closed softly as he felt her pull away.

"Hurry with haste and beware of Akuma... he is skilled."

Valdris gave a bit of a sigh and ploped back on the bed as she left. He stared up at the ceiling for some time. Reflecting on the past nights adventures. He slowly got up and started to get dressed. Putting on his robes marking his ranking as a sorcerer. His pure black robes showing his evil marking in the arcane society. He continued outside to the market to start gathering information.