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"Feel? Alright, then i'll feel."

Turning back to look down the hallway, Corbin adjusted his posture as best he could, before there was a gust of wind that whirled around him, and his thunderous roar nearly peeled hangings from walls.

"ROAN!? WHERE THE ******** ARE YOU WOMEN!"

Corbin then began storming down the hall, waiting to see what would happen.

About to start swatting, Corbin then remembered that these butterflies were parts of Roan, and kept his hands in check. It was then that he felt the effort of the cry fall on him, and he tried to take a knee, however this but some awkward strain on his new form, and some spikes snapped around his right leg as he hit the floor.

Growling with the pain, he then tried to look up at Roan with a confident smirk, however a bead of sweat, and the tension in his face was clear.

"Dont give me that. I am Corbin Sion Blazeheart DeSeer. Your heir and son."

Still smirking, Corbin chuckled as he rolled over onto his side, that being the most comfortable position for him at this point as he let his disfigured tail anchor on the floor around him.

"Heh, good to have the ranting old bag back."

Sighing, Corbin closed his eye and smiled.

"I had a run in with a pair of Tzimisce. They invaded the mansion while I was the only one there, aside from jan, and healing, then took me away. They did all of this to me, then sent me here after you. It seems there are monsters everywhere that cant let us stay idle."

"Dont hold yourself accountable Roan, and the Tzimisce incident was not possibly able to be fore-seen. Raoul gave me your duties to watch them anyway, so this was in a way, bound to happen."

Opening his eye, Corbin tried to stand, useing his tail to help gie his body lift.

"If you could, that'd be lovely. In a day or so though, I'm sure I will be able to fix this. "

He wouldn't say any more for now, he was too glad to have Roan back to go on to say he had been given Tzimisce blood.

.: Where the ******** are we going ?
you know if we roam around this realm we're bound to be picked up very shortly:.
.: Stop your whining we're almost there:.

*Walking amungst tall grass and ducking low branches of some sludgy earthed woodland, Sophus carried on trudging forwards until he had reached his destination. Al's workshop.
Upon entering there seemed to be an uncomforting aura within the air.
His senses for trouble had not failed him, lying in the Synthesists workshop lay infact the Synthesist.
An unusual assassins dagger lay in the back of Al's lifeless corpse. The black handle and dragon head shaped hilt looked upon Sophus with a snarling expression as if it enjoyed causing the pain Al had endured.
With a tear seeping out from his hazel eye Sophus knelt beside Al's body and draped his hand over his face, closing his eyelids from the dead stare.
Sophus hate and anger enraged, his hazel eyes now shifting the demona red of his brother.

.: You WILL pay for this dearly :.

*His angelic armoured wings expanded vigorously and stretched to full capacity, the dust beneath his feet parted like the red sea whilst his wings beated him aloft.
His eyes wore red from the surge of emotion, the pain he felt for all of the recent events, a tear ran down his cheek as he flew higher and higher into the crystal blue clouds.
So many things, so many bad choices so much revenge.
He missed Roan immensely, he couldnt bear getting her involved any further in his past which was his pathetic excuse for his sudden character change.
Now he was thinking too much and not realising the ground shrinking as his vertical climb ascended.
He clenched his fist, blood raced through his arms filling his veins until they pulsated and stood out.

.: This is it, ive ran for too long, ive ran my whole life....... well not anymore.
If i fail i fail. No more lies. No regrets. :.

*He closed his eyes and lowered his chin, his blonde fringe dangled over his pale face as if hiding his emotions.*

.: I love you :.

*With an almighty explosion a translucent white aura encased his mind body and soul with energy, he channeled his power, feeling its warmth slowly fill his head to his feet.
Opening his eyes a mutual understanding overcame him, an emotional agreement with his brother had been signified. Sophus' left eye turned from its blood red to ocean blue, the guitar on his back tinted and let out a whine.
He burst across the distant sky screaming psychotically and emotionally ripping into the wind.

WAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!

*Azrael paused as he felt Sophus' release of energy, but he pressed on swiftly through the shadows. The energy he felt was growing, he must be nearing Hades throne room...*