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What remains of the tablet begins to glow slightly and resonate as he nears the completion of the first Tablet. The last archaic symbol remains intentonally unfinished, completed on the next Tablet to bind them together. As he begins to trace the last symbol the Tablet she had already cleaned began to resonate as well, the symbol glowing brightly. He held out a hand so as to, hopefully, pass from one Tablet to the next with as little delay as possible.

The process continued in much the same way, still Tac did not say a single word.

As he nears the end of the third and final Tablet a great burst of ancient energies spreads outwards and curls up around Tac and Mystina, invading their senses and producing an effect very similar to that of being high for a few brief moments.

Tac leaps at her and rapes her in a magically induced high!

((j/k Hi Edy! ^_^))

Tac takes a moment to clear his thoughts, both from a rush of knowledge and the magically induced high. He shakes his head and looks around, eyes slightly bloodshot, "We will NOT be doing that again."

He shook his head, "Not what I meant. Old guy will be taking care of Tablets and Learning from now on. Watch." He closed his eyes and a shell of orange light fell around him, time accelerating to a speed of hours per second. Shortly it fell and he bowed his head, bringing his hand together just at his chest as if he were praying. He begins a quick chant that gives the symbols life, true meaning in the form of words. Nothing he says seems to make any shread of sense except when he inserts his own name and that of The Tormentor. He continues on for a full minute before he abruptly stops and a column of light falls down upon him like a great smite. He throws his head back, mouth agape, and his eyes, nose, and mouth seem to be flooded with orange and green energies siwrling together to form a deep purple. With another blast he seems to be thrown back, but also stays completely still, the two forms broken in two for the first time.

The one near her seemed suddenly larger, his rather muscular body coming alive as he ook his first breath, deep and shadowed by a low growl. He slowly turns to look at Mystina, his voice almost demonic as it echoes in her ears, "Neat huh? Meet The Tormentor, Lord of Millions of Tortured Souls. Nasty Fellow. If you'll excuse me, I have research to attend to." The normal looking Tac couldn't stop laughing, "Oh. My. God. He sounds so ******** wierd being all casual and then talking about research! OH MY GOD. You should see his axe though. Bigass mother ******** thing."

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The Tormentor stopped to look at her, "Fine..." He took several steps back away from the table and put his massive hand to his neck, reaching down inside his armor. He produced a fine chain that had a single symbol attached to it. He held it for a moment and it detached, falling into his palm. He held it before him and cut his thumb, producing a small bit of blood that the small symbol seemed to drink up quickly, sealing the wound. For a moment nothing happened, but suddenly the Rune exploded outwards, increasing in size and weight exponentially. The two blades curved in at the bottom and at the top they became as sharp, thin spikes, good for stabbing and disemboweling. The two prongs elongated, one to make a third spike as a trident, and the other forming a large metal shaft for the handle. He held it easily in one hand, though it was easily double his size across, if not more. he lifted it up and held it at the very end in both hands, turning away from Mystina and Tac. He took a step further away from the lab tables and the two, facing the blank expanse. He began to run forward with a warcry of sorts and stopped suddenly, bringing the axe up over him from behind and down into the ground, producing a huge shockwave out in front of him and cracking the earth asunder as flames engulfed the area. Tac laughed, "Told ya it was cool."

The Tormentor returned to the lab table, but the axe seems to have disappeared. He smiles to Mystina for a moment, but as with the mindset of the old man, he'd much rather go back to research than talk to some dumb blonde. Tac chuckles as he walks up behind them, "I don't think I ever get tired of seeing that, whether it be first or third person perspective."