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Nadira sidled up to where Vermillion stood, and idly glanced over the scrolls. Most of it she couldn't understand, so she walked over to the Queen of Pearle.

"Are you alright Marta? You don't look all that well."

(Gaah what happens next? Should we just go?)

The Foul smell of smoke, and burning flesh permeated throughout the air. Nadira wrinkled her nose and coughed forcefully.

She wandered off into the other chamber, steam curled up into the air from dark groves where fragments of the golden collar had sunk deep into the stone.

(I understand, don't worry as I always say life happens I just wanted to help you get back it when you returned. Bills suck.)

((grrr i hate working 12 hours at a time))

Marta smiled at Nadira and nodded softly "i just feel so much pain in the air" she answered as she walked back into the throne room to retreive her sword she strapped it on and noticed Nadira slinking away and she followed her.

((Ugh, sorry I haven't been RPing here lately.))


Nefen dared not interfere with anything that was going on. When the rest of the party arrived at this part of the palace, he chose to hang at the rear of the group, trying not to draw attention to himself. The events unfolding in front of him were fascinating indeed.

Vermillion just growled low in his throat at such a insult, And he would be sure to send the insult back to Loas doublefold.

"I don't care who goes first, I'm gonna send your defeated bodies back to your master, and let him know this once you regain consciousness. I cannot be bought, tempted, or killed to become the slave to you dark master. If I am to die it will be a noble death, placing me far from any chain Loas can forge, but I warn you my death would be a thorn to Loas's side. In such a noble sacrifice a great power is released, I have chosen my recipient to that power, and so I give your master that warning to not pursue me."

Vermillion stepped forward facing the end of the hall.

"Queen Lyra, this is your home, and I will not fight upon this scared ground without imminent danger to myself. I will fight upon your order, and would be honored if you lead us into this battle."

((I'm really sorry I haven't been posting. I've been sick, and I am still recovering. So, currently, I really don't feel like replying or catching up. Again, I am sorry. I will when I feel a bit more better.))

(Wow I don't know how I missed that you guys had started posting here 0.0 wink

Shavas stood a few steps behind Vermillion. To her shame, the demons had approached unnoticed.
She regarded them with an expression of cold anger as she summoned the magic with a smooth sweep of her hand.

The air boiled with her rage, she could feel the muscles in her jaw flex as she gritted her teeth.
Her temper was rushing towards a lethal precipace.

The sounds of battle echoed throughout the corridor, but to Shavas the silence seemed overwhelming, she placed herself between the rest of the group and the Demon Cross. A smirk of a smile touching her lips.

"I'd run," She stated casually "Because if you attempt to harm me, I will see to it that you greatly regret it."



Nadira greeted the oncoming demons with a menacing look from under her arched eyebrows.
She began to draw the sword, but after a second thought drove the blade back into the scabbard.

Her stomach fluttered with fear for her companions, and it seemed as though she could barely draw a breath let alone think straight.

She smoothed down a stray lock of hair, and tried to compose herself but as soon as her mind started working right her terror escalated, and she found her thoughts groping for a chance to escape.

Shavas's rage was evident, her penetrating golden gaze seemed as though it could take down an army by itself not to mention the ball of boiling something she held in her palms. Vermillion was nothing less than lethal his tone chilled her right down to the bones. Her friends cool composure about the fight made her feel a fool, she could feel her face heating with color.

The demon's however, were no amatures. They were confident, and seemed to move deliberatly throughout the field of battle.

Her limbs started to tingle oddly as she shifted her weight from foot to foot, the decision had been made. She drew a small knife and looked down at it oddly as it glimmered coldly in the faint light, her expression hardened as she started to twirl the wicked looking dagger between her fingers. Testing its weight.

Vermillion arched a large brow at Cross; "Isn't it obvious Cross, your out of the loop, and so far assured in your abilites you can't even see the double cross in play. Your on the guest list, that is why you were let in, and as for the room. I moved in here while Yamishiro was being bold in force as you are now, and his miscalulation led him tof all for a dummy. Unfornatley the magic that is used to retain a assumed form, does not work in here. So your stuck with what nature dealt you."

Vermillion pushed his head out a bit more and switched back. His graceful human form much easier to pilot in the narrow hallway. "There is a bigger evil in the universe then your puny master Cross, this planet, its people, only a mere speck to the oceans of blood available to one as cruel as myself. However good help is hard to find these days, even in a galatic scale, however Loas does present himself as one who could lead my armies. If you do recall me saying before you so kindly stepped into the path of my blades; Any who slay me would cause a great power to be released, and it would be that recipient who would cause your master discomfort."

Vermillion smiled; "You two morons have not sailed far enough in the heavens to see true power, or know that your master is but a link in a chian of demons that once reunited becomes far more indestructible then he could be alone. That chain once made GODS tremble in fear, and mortals nothing more then sources of energy."

Vermillion scaned his eyes over Nadira, his anger and tone showing that of Loas and growing with every word; "A commodiy to be eaten and to sacrifice in blood rituals essential to the growing of cosmic power. I have even marked my next sacrifical mortal in my conquest of that power."

Vermillion thrust his hand toward Shavas, and the mark on her neck glowed with searing pain for Shavas.

"Now I'm going to ask you bear witness to the a true power; and to you mortals who so willing followed me. I'll spare your lives a few moments longer,you lady Lyra, nor Lady Marta are gonna have a chance to use you station as a means of bargain. Your lives wore forefieted the minute you allowed me within breathing distance. The rest of you are soliders or mercenaries, and heads of state. Your fate death, and that is your judgements their is no appeals"

Vermillion released Shavas and the pain quit almost instaneously. "I thank you also Shavas, or should I thank Loas for that matter. He handed me two perfect tools, your sacrifices will not only aide my cause but his in time. Tuski yes will share in your fate as will all mages of the black tower, can't be helped;" Vermillion bowed to her, he looked almost neuroic and his power still swelled beyond the limits of his human body as it began to tear at the flesh. He sighed loudly; "They just do not last when put too such much rigor, i apologize but we must hurry this up, my natural form can handle the rest of our conversation."

Vermillion snapped his fingers and the palace and Vermillion disappeared. They all stood upon the open top of the hallway which was suspended above a massive crater. On a pillar of the debris so tightly packed its mass was cracking the ground and sinking slowly into the earth.

"I'm sorry Queen Lyra but your people and city are gone, the explosion wiped out most of the nearby settlements, and Marta the tremors of such caused the south wall to collaspe in on a few of your guards. Do thank me in making their lives painless in death."

Vermillion's behavior was even more evil in true form.

"Now that you have seen my power on a terrestial level, Would you two care to return and annouce to Loas i will be arriving shortly to crown him king of this domain. Stay here and I will eliminate all who serve under him, and send him back to the underworld stripped of power never to return half the demon he is now if he could return after such exile."

Vermillion formed two halves of a tablet sending one to Cross and the other to Yamishiro. "That message is time sensitive, as is my patience, and only the hand of Loas can forge the two halves to bring forth the writing. Within the tablet havles I give Loas a spell to use at his descretion. The spell to infuse within his subjects the ability to further their power with each human they consume."

Vermillion looked between the two; "I'll await your return with his reply here."


(OCC Start: Okay for starters this is gonna cause allot shock alright, but unfornately not all of you are gonna get the full story. Too many times have I written meaning to things in here and characters always seem to have devine inspiration hit them. This much I will let your know, Blondeshadow, Deepzzz, your gonna half to determine why Loas sent you for vermillion, and determine if this is in fact the reason. There is two paths i seen coming when I RP'd off the last page, and one of them was building to a climatic turning point. The other, a trail already worn into the earth here, and no matter how you two choose to pursue this post. Nothing is going to happen to your characters that you don't want to happen. The thing I wanted you all to know is, this is a bluff on a biblical scale, and one that is gonna cost my character plenty so before you chasties me on god modding i let you in on that much.

what I'm hoping for i cannot say, but a few will laugh already. It would be a humerous outcoming with no one getting hurt somewhat. However the shock in awe is there, and this time i'm garaunteed a true reply to a situation without much OCC background to help. I will however accept PM's for questions. ending OCC)

"You doubt me, i've no choice but to take my words to your master myself, and then deny him his prize on account of your stupidity of a simple request. His temper will know no boundries, and when your broken I might let you drink of my sweat to sustain your life a little longer. I'll send you his reply soon."

Vermillion pointed a talon towards Loas, a thin red line became visible.

"Loas Hear my words, hear them well, your servants have insulted a power beyond their understanding, and alliance of that power to your banner weakens before me at your insult. You could not wait for me to approach you with a present of the mortal heiracry of this land. I give you 20 minutes for you to recall your servants before I deny you any prize but empty handed servants. They carry the details upon two tablets, you've a total of 30 minutes before they are lost forever and my patience runs out. I'll bring the mortals once you've agreeded to the details in the message, if not I destory them all where they stand."

Vermillion looked down at Cross; "I expect a reply soon."