If you do not use all that you have at your disposal then you are not only a fool, but an idiot too. Magic is a tool much like any pickaxe you so happily wield. You have never tasted to true sacrifice only choosing the more foolish paths for yourself. Think of yourself just, but those are empty words in the battlefield. Without that experience none of them would be able thwart him, he who had return from even death itself to seek this.Įlsin the fool, he forsake the usage of magic and instead dedicated his life to the foolish pursuit of justice. Alone amongst his sibling he understood what it means to sacrifice in order to obtain ones desire. He was the only one who had any right to seize this prize. It would be each against the other with no mercy.Ĭhuckling to himself, Lokken mused at the bitter irony of this. The price was too tempting to risk opening ones flanks to betrayal to spare. No alliances will appear this time, not one of them can risk trusting the other at this juncture. All paid for the knowledge to do what he must and a sacrifice hed gladly pay again.Įlsin, Kirenna, and even Thirsha would be coming here he knew that in his heart there was no way they wouldnt come. While the others scarcely showed the ravaged of age thanks to their immortality, his body had all the showing of frailty and draining. It had been long since he had abandoned the sensation and pleasure of the flesh for his studies in the beyond.
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The sensation was almost enough to make these old bones and stretched skin of his body to feel rejuvenated.
It too was responding to the mana which literally saturated the air around them. Gripping the banister of the balcony overlooking the busy streets, Lokken brooded silently his other hand never loosening his grip on the scepter in hand. The entire air was abuzz with energy, not just the ambient magical energy which was thick but the anticipation of battle to come.
In the streets below was a frenzy of activity as the forces of the Necromancer hurried themselves for the coming conflict. Gargoyles and Iron Beaks darken the skies above while Sky Knights perched upon their mount rested on rooftops eagerly scanning the distant horizons.
A massive gate stood affixed to the wall closing off the central districts from the rest of the ruin protecting the key facilities of the army. The dark banner of Taros flapped in the wind while foreboding architecture rose up amidst the ruins. If scholars could have studied it they would recognize the ruins for its ancient Kandran architecture but none would ever get the chance too as the ruin was source of the coming conflict. Deep within the interior of this empty land there resided the ruins of a great metropolis amidst the rough terrains and mountains surrounding it. In the distant land of Kovera, a desolate realm frequently contested by the mighty nations of Aramon and Veruna, another great conflict stirred on the horizon. Kingdoms Rebirth - Prologue The Promise of Annihilation